Chapter 1562 She Is Still Alive

Enoch swears that if the person who saved his father also wants to take away Teacher Xiao Wang like the Red Stone Tribe.

Then even if I die today, I will definitely not say a word again!

Enoch, who was caught in a fierce mental struggle, did not see Mu Fan's trembling body at this time.

"She's still alive... is she?"

The trembling voice carried deeply suppressed emotions.

Enoch looked at Mu Fan's trembling lips in surprise.

Is this the same person who killed twenty Udan spearmen in an instant?

"Of course Mr. Wang is alive!" Enoch immediately reacted and said angrily.

What this guy asked was really annoying!

What does it mean to be alive?

Of course the goddess of their Baijia tribe must live, and must live well.

"I want to meet her, can you take me there?"

"You haven't told me who you are!" the little fat man said vigilantly, and he was almost entangled.

Enoch looked at Hawthorne, whose face was covered in blood, with hatred, and pointed at him with a waist knife, "He wants to kill me and Dad, he is the enemy of our Baijia tribe! If you hand him over to me , let me kill him! Then take off all your armor. Only then can I take you to the village!"

Hearing Enoch's continuous voice, the corners of Mu Fan's mouth curled up.

This is the first time he has shown a kind smile since he stepped through the gate of Kamigawa.

But in Hawthorne's view, this smile was filled with the cruelty of death.

Hawthorne was taken aback when he heard the words, and when he saw Mu Fan's smile, he felt extremely uncomfortable, and shook his head desperately, "No, no, no..."

"You can't let me die, I am a warrior of the Redstone Tribe, and the Redstone Tribe is..."

The palm clasped around his neck was withdrawn abruptly.

In the next second, two palms clasped his shoulders like steel pliers, and Hawthorne was taken aback.

Click.

His shoulder was actually...

Squeeze and explode!

"----ah!"

Amid the shrill howls of pain, Mu Fan let go of his hands, allowing Hawthorne to roll to the ground in severe pain.

Then he turned around and looked at Enoch's excited black eyes, clasped one hand on his chest and pulled it violently.

The core of the dragonrider battle armor was taken out instantly, and the whole armor turned into flying bone fragments, wrapping the core into a ball, and he casually put it into his waist pocket.

All the green light disappeared, and the gorgeous curved light sickle turned into a bland dark gold short stick again.

Just throw it away.

The little fat man subconsciously took the dark gold short stick, and looked up at the big brother with white hair in front of him.

"Your teacher Wang...is his name... Nuo Nuo." A soft voice floated along the night wind.

Seeing the uncontrollable trembling eyes, Enoch nodded subconsciously and hummed.

"This is my weapon."

"That's your prisoner."

"Your father is not dead."

"You, are a man."

Gently patted Enoch's shoulder, Mu Fan walked past him.

Tears finally rolled down her cheeks.

The cold, damp air took away the heat from the tears.

Cool tears floated on Enoch's face, and he wiped his face blankly.

Just now, this big brother... actually cried?

He is different from the people of the Redstone tribe!

Then this transaction, a deal.

Then Enoch looked at Hawthorne, who was kneeling on the ground and desperately trying to stand up with his chin, with a full face, and rushed up brazenly with his waist knife.

puff!

Amid the sound of the blade entering his body, Hawthorne was directly pierced and nailed to the ground.

"This is the first spear you stabbed my father with!"

The blade was drawn out, swung high again, and stabbed down suddenly!

The blade passed through the back waist and re-entered the ground.

puff!

A shrill howl sounded, and Hawthorne's convulsive upper body straightened up, but was firmly pressed to the ground by the little fat man.

"This is your second spear! Redstone offal!"

At this moment, Enoch will return all the pain and wounds that have been imposed on Father to the instigator.

If it weren't for this big brother who suddenly appeared.

Then his father will definitely die.

He must die too.

Therefore, this is a life and death enmity!

...

The screams continued for a full minute.

In the end, Enoch pierced the opponent's heart with a knife, and shouted to the sky as if venting.

At this moment, Mu Fan was already carrying Beardsley with one hand.

The burly middle-aged man fell into a coma at this time, but his breath calmed down.

"Your father's physical healing ability is amazing, but now he needs to find a place to recuperate."

Mu Fan looked at the little fat man with resolute eyes, and his tone made people feel inexplicably stable.

Enoch looked at Mu Fan with mixed eyes of gratitude and fear.

He could feel the friendliness in Mu Fan's words, but the scene of killing nineteen people in an instant just now made him dare not relax too much.

When he walked two meters in front of him, Enoch stood upright.

Um?

Mu Fan gave a questioning look.

The dark fat man knelt down on his knees and knocked his head heavily into the dirt.

"Thank you, you are Enoch's benefactor!"

"Get up and lead the way." Mu Fan's tone was rarely relaxed.

Enoch easily dragged two large sacks of salt by himself, and also carried a short dark gold stick on his back.

That short stick doesn't look long...

It was uncommonly heavy.

Although Mu Fan showed enough kindness to him, and he was quite grateful to this big brother in his heart, but what he said must be done.

Weapons must be seen by yourself before you can rest assured.

Although……

It doesn't help.

Enoch's mood is completely different from a few minutes ago, and now he feels happy wherever he looks.

Dad is not dead, and the salt is not lost.

"Well, what about the people from the Redstone tribe?"

"Does your tribe have the habit of disposing of corpses after a war?" Mu Fan asked rhetorically.

"It's only found in the village. Outside the village, there will naturally be creatures on the grassland to deal with it."

"Me too." Mu Fan replied just right, leaving Enoch stunned, and immediately clenched his fists.

"Well, then stay here and let the bastards of the Redstone tribe remember this pain!"

The two walked one after the other among the tall grass.

The earthy smell brought by the night wind made Mu Fan feel indescribably comfortable.

"Cross the river ahead, and after a short walk, you will enter the hunting area of ​​the village. Follow me closely, the river here is very fast."

Just as Enoch turned around to remind him kindly, a deafening roar suddenly sounded from a short distance away.

"Aw!~~~"

The violent airflow even shook his body.

The little fat man subconsciously pulled out his waist knife and turned around.

Then he froze in place as if by magic, the waist knife in his hand froze completely in mid-air.

"Star, star, star beast...Big Brother, we have met a star beast."

Enoch, who was stuttering, looked up at the giant dragon shining with metallic luster all over his body.

At this moment, the dragon's head bowed down, staring at him with big eyes without blinking.

Enoch was even more desperate than meeting the guards of the Redstone tribe at this time.

Such a big star beast...

I'm afraid only Brother Alva and Uncle Isaiah can fight against them.

The little fat man's face was miserable, and he turned his head and shouted with all his might, "Run!"