Ge Jiamu did not move, because she knew that if she moved, the cyan figure next to her would instantly break her neck.

This person stepped on a pile of dead branches and didn't make any sound. His skill must be far superior to hers.

Gejiamu felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and there was a fierce beast standing next to him.

Cold sweat broke out on her back, she was tense, and her temples were pounding.

The butler was still wearing his green shirt, with some grass clippings on it, his left hand hanging softly in his sleeve, a humble smile on his face, his sharp eyebrows like knives, and his eyes were always staring at Gejiamu

throat.

Ge Jiamu knew that the person who appeared next to her at this time was definitely not a kind person, but she didn't know if he was in the same group as those shadow warriors.

The chief steward bowed his hand towards Gejiamu, looked at the thirteen-year-old girl in front of him, and then said: "Your Highness, should you do it yourself, or should I do it?"

Ge Jiamu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his beautiful red phoenix eyes made a beautiful arc, and then he placed the dagger across his chest: "My dagger is used to stab the enemy, not myself."

She knew that there was a huge disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves, and the possibility of defeating the man in green in front of her was almost zero, but it was impossible for her to lead her to death. Even if she couldn't defeat him, she would still tear off a piece of flesh from the enemy.

Ge Jiamu's eyes were desperate and determined at this moment, like a lone wolf in trouble.

For a moment, Gejiamu burst into tears, threw herself on the white wolf and cried loudly, like a child who had been wronged outside.

Hu Liena howled at the moon, and dozens of pairs of green eyes suddenly appeared in the forest, staring directly at the butler and the shadow warriors.

Some tiny gravels directly hit her flesh and blood, causing her face to turn pale from the pain.

Before she dies, she must remember this face clearly, and she will not let him go even if she is a ghost.

Its bloodthirsty eyes and constant growling seemed to be telling the butler, please try touching my person again!

"Hu Liena! Woohoo! It really is you!"

Ouch~

Hearing this familiar wolf howl, Gejiam felt happy.

The encirclement was torn open by Gejiamu, and then she poured all her strength into her feet, then rushed out of the gap and ran wildly.

Then, her body fell on the grass involuntarily.

The killer was chasing someone, but Gejiamu was running for her life. She used all her strength to run desperately in the wilderness.

At this time, the Shadow Soldiers also arrived and followed the butler into the woods.

The chief steward gave a cold shout, and the shadow warriors rushed forward. This time they were bound to kill Gejiamu on the spot.

The chief steward raised his right hand high, and then waved lightly towards Gejiamu: "Kill her."

Forced to stop, Gejiamu suffered a cardiac arrest. She felt as if her body had fallen into a whirlpool, surrounded by a huge sense of weightlessness.

The silver-gray giant wolf kept its eyes fixed on the butler's neck, howling at him, as if it would pounce on him and tear him into pieces in the next second.

When the air flow passed through the respiratory tract, she felt a tearing pain and felt that her entire throat was about to emit smoke and fire.

The moment he fell, Gejiamu felt like the world was spinning and everything was at an end.

Her lungs also burst with pain, every breath she took was filled with a strong smell of blood, and her throat hurt like a knife.

The butler arrived and stepped on Gejiamu's lower abdomen. Gejiamu's body was in pain, and his petite body bent like a shrimp tail in pain.

At the same time, Gejiamu also bounced up from the ground with a loud noise, and his petite body suddenly burst out with a powerful force, like a fired cannonball, attacking a thin shadow warrior.

The butler in green shirt raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that the little beast in the prison had such strong explosive power.

Gejiamu covered his wound, endured the pain, and ran in the direction of the howling wolf.

With the bright moon in the sky, a white lightning struck from the forest and rushed in front of people in the blink of an eye.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

The sharp gravel hit Gejiamu with strong wind. Gejiamu was unable to dodge and resisted this wave of attacks.

The silver-gray giant wolf that finally appeared was even bigger than the white wolf, with powerful muscles bulging high and full of explosive power.

The branches and leaves in the forest whipped her body, and the sharp grass blades cut small cuts on her legs, hands, and face, and blood dripped out.

Gejiam heard this and cursed dissatisfiedly: "You are the beast, they are my friends!"

Hu Liena!

This voice is Hu Liena!

Her white wolf! Her white wolf is back!

His vision was blurred by blood, and the knife in his hand missed the target.

If a person who is running rapidly stops suddenly, the muscles of the body will be instantly out of balance.

Hu Liena rubbed Gejiamu's cheek affectionately, comforting her, then put away the barbs on her tongue, and gently licked Gejiamu's wound.

When Gejiamu heard the howling of the wolf, infinite hope suddenly surged in his heart. He summoned up the strength to turn over suddenly, barely escaping the stabbing blade of the butler.

Of course, it is very likely that in Hu Liena's eyes, Gejiamu is not her master, but more like her child.

Her Hu Liena has come to save her! Hu Liena still can’t worry about herself!

Although Gejiamu, who was dragging her remaining body, was at the end of her strength, she had hope in her heart and would not stop walking.

She just dodged a little slower, but the sharp dagger still scratched her left shoulder, drawing a long bloody gash.

The short knife, with the whistling sound of wind and the smell of iron, slashed at the Gejia wood like a head-to-head slash.

The dagger that shone with cold light drew an arc of light on the back of Ge Jiamu's head. The three thousand green hairs on the back of his head were cut off by the knife under the moonlight, and then dissipated like smoke in the night wind.

She didn't know if she was running too fast, but her vision began to become blurry, and she always had the illusion that the road ahead was uneven.

The scalp was pulled back quickly, and Gejiamu's body was sluggish.

But when he thought about it, something changed later. He didn't hesitate in his heart, and his men didn't stop in their movements. He stabbed the dagger with cold light directly into Gejiamu's chest.

The running legs felt extremely sore and swollen due to the strenuous exercise. Gejiamu felt that her legs were out of control and she was just running based on instinct.

The chief steward was faster than Gejiamu, and within a few breaths, he touched the tail of Gejiamu's flying hair.

Ouch~

There was another loud howl of a wolf, and a larger black shadow jumped out of the forest.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that you couldn't even blink.

The silver-gray giant wolf is the leader of this wolf pack and the husband of the white wolf. Its green eyes are deeply narrowed, sharp and cold, and its gaze is like a hook. It exudes the aura of a king, cold and bloody.

Bai Lang is very understanding of human nature, in fact Hu Liena is the one taking care of her most of the time.

The surrounding shadow warriors slowly moved closer to her, forming a circle around her.

Then, the housekeeper picked up the dagger Gejiamu dropped on the ground and stabbed her chest slowly.

The wind blew under Gejiamu's feet, instantly leaving all the killers behind.

The cold wind in the wilderness is as sharp as a knife, carrying the chill of early winter.

The giant white wolf jumped to Gejiamu's side, and then roared at the big housekeeper. While staring at him, it walked around Gejiamu, its long tail sweeping the ground, causing a burst of dust.

Facing the incoming sword, Gejiamu was unable to dodge, so she could only run forward with her last bit of strength.

Gejiamu saw this and took the opportunity to kick him into the grass.

The Shadow Death Warrior took advantage of Gejiamu's right arm to be weak and swung a knife to chop her head.

Gejiamu was small and weak, and after just a few blows, the tiger's mouth was already numb, and his whole right arm was sore and numb, as if an electric current had been injected into it.

Gejiamu ignored the pain on his body and rolled on the spot, then jumped into the forest.

The chief steward also didn't expect that Gejiamu would cut off his hair directly, and was a little stunned.

Ge Jiamu and Hu Liena grew up together and were almost inseparable.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of figures turned into lightning meteors, chasing after Gejiamu.

"That's it, little princess of the prairie." The chief steward stared at Gejiam condescendingly, and then smiled at her, but the cold smile did not reach his eyes at all.

There was a pile of rubble on the left side ahead, and there was a forest not far away on the right. Gejiamu, with his short hair on his head, plunged into the forest without thinking.

The grass in the forest is deep and the branches are luxuriant, and there are many ditches. If you really run into it, it will be difficult to be found.

White lightning with a strong wind jumped from the sky and struck directly at the shadow guard who was about to slash Gejiamu with his sword.

Seeing that someone was about to touch his body, Gejia's heart skipped a beat, he gritted his teeth, took out the dagger and chopped it off at the root of his hair with a backhand.

At the command, the shadow warriors on one side rushed towards the little girl holding the dagger like hungry wolves.

Amidst the tragic cries of the shadow warriors, the chief steward saw clearly the true appearance of the white lightning.

Gejiamu, who could not move, stared at the butler with wide eyes.

Behind the scenes, the chief steward discovered Gejiamu's intention.

Then, Gejiam snorted coldly: "Then you can't beat a few beasts."

Gejiamu, who was running forward, was violently pulled by his long hair, causing tears to burst out from his eyes in pain.

Although his body was in pain, Gejiamu was happy in his heart.
To be continued...