Demon Spirit Race!

"Xiaohu!"

This sudden change made Mu Qinglan shout.

She lashed out with her long whip.

She forced back the black hand in the forest.

The others immediately reacted and hurriedly rushed forward to save the severely injured Mu Xiaohu.

Mu Qianqian hurriedly took out a round medicinal pill from her storage ring and fed it to Mu Xiaohu.

Then, he hurriedly retreated behind Mu Qinglan and Chu Feng.

"How's Xiaohu?"

Mu Qinglan hurriedly asked.

"After consuming the Grand Cloud Pill given by the Sixth Elder, he survived. However, his injuries have worsened. I'm afraid he has to rest for a period of time."

Hearing Mu Qianqian's explanation, Mu Qinglan felt slightly relieved.

The people present were the future of the Mu family. Now that the Sixth Elder was not here, she had to be responsible for everyone's lives!

At that moment, Chu Feng looked into the depths of the forest and frowned slightly.