"Heh!"
A roar of madness.
In the rain-drenched night, the blazing Forest Patrol Leader resembled a fierce demon.
His four hooves struck the ground, splashing countless raindrops and leaving half-meter wide pits in the mud, his towering form plunging down the slope like a train.
The War Blade in his hand, shaped like a large cleaver, ignited with Blood Flame, slicing through the curtain of rain towards Ren Mian.
Ren Mian's eyes remained calm.
It was as if she did not perceive the terrifying enemy before her; while controlling the Green Lock Dragon to wrap Jiangnan Caiyi layer by layer, her fingertips flicked out a pink petal that flew not towards the Patrol Leader but landed on Jiangnan Caiyi's body, merging into her waist wound, immediately stopping the bleeding and healing the injury.
A figure charged from the side, standing in front of Ren Mian.
It was Chi Zhonglin.