Chapter 117 Tribesmen Desperately Save Each Other

Gu Qiqi finally fainted from the smell. Even though he returned to his original kitten posture, he still kept vomiting and twitching.

This skunk demon is definitely from a long time ago, maybe it was taken from a fourth-level demon.

The people of the wolf clan had spent a lot of money to deal with Gu Qiqi.

As for those people from the wolf clan, they were not much better, and they ended up with the same fate as Gu Qiqi.

This stench does not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. As long as everyone is within that range, everyone will be fainted by the stench.

As the saying goes, if you kill one thousand enemies, you will lose eight hundred.

They dared to do this because Qing Feng was hiding far away and was the only one alive and kicking at the scene.

Right now, everything here is under his control, and he is naturally so happy that he looks up to the sky and laughs.

In a cave five peaks away from here, a group of old, weak, women and children were staying in the dark cave with despair.

They were members of the cat tribe who escaped by chance. Except for these useless beings who were still alive, the rest of the young adults were all captured by the wolf tribe.

The fate of those people is already known to all the cat tribesmen present. The only two things they are worried about now are whether the wandering saint will run back recklessly and hit the muzzle of the gun.

If they found out that Gu Qiqi had been captured alive, they would be so desperate that they would want to die again.

Another thing is to find out the culprit who leaked the news.

Only the old clan leader and a few supreme elders knew about this matter, and the rest of the ordinary cat clan did not.

However, they saved a mortal boy from the human race three months ago.

This young man was extremely handsome, and was deeply loved by several girls from the tribe, and they even started to fight with each other because of his jealousy.

However, this young man suddenly disappeared two months ago, leaving no trace.

Immediately, their cat tribe suffered an almost devastating blow.

An old man in the crowd suddenly stood up and explained to his companions.

"We can't just sit here and wait for death. We have to go out to look for the little beast and find the saint. You must be patient and lurk here. Don't act rashly."

Before the man left, he sighed, "If I don't come back in a month, don't worry about my old bones anymore."

The tribesmen sobbed and cried, watching the old man leave.

This is the only elder left in the clan. He was seriously injured in that battle, and he managed to escape here while protecting the old and weak like them.

After this, I don’t know what the outcome will be. Everyone present was sad and shed tears.

This man is also really powerful. He transformed into the true form of an old cat, running around in the mountains and jungles with his back bent.

On this day, we finally came across the gathering place of the wolf tribe. It was a primitive tribe with mountain and stone buildings. Countless tribesmen were putting up lanterns and hanging festoons, making it look like a festive scene of celebration.

And in a square, there stood a particularly tall chess pole, with a very small child on it, who was being tied up there.

Although the child's true appearance cannot be seen clearly, she is a member of the tribe who lives with her day and night. Even if she turns into ashes, the old man can recognize her. She is their only hope, and she is their saint.

At the moment, it seems that the saint has also fallen into this devil's cave, and it is impossible to predict whether she will live or die.

The old cat couldn't sit idly by and ignore it. Even if he risked his own life, he still wanted to leave a glimmer of hope for his people.

He is old and this is the last thing he can do for his people.

The old cat patiently hid in a dark corner. He did not hunt these werewolves wantonly. It was useless. There were too many werewolves and he could not kill them all.

He has only one goal, to save the child on the chess pole.

Perhaps it was fate, the moon was surprisingly round tonight, everything was destined.

The werewolves would not miss this powerful moonlight power, so they sat cross-legged on the square and began to practice.

These people, despite all their calculations, have never considered that there are demon clans in this world who practice the same lineage as them.

Gu Qiqi felt the surging source of power, and was also trying hard to absorb the essence of the world, hoping to get rid of the imprisonment of this iron chain.

For people of the demon clan, this is an instinct and an irresistible temptation.

Let Lao Mao resist this temptation abruptly.

In order to prevent himself from being exposed by the power of the moon, he had to kill a turtle that had been practicing for 500 years.

The opponent was able to transform into a human form in just a little while, because his cruel blow completely ruined the future.

The old cat no longer cared about so much. He got into the turtle's shell and used the thick shell as a cover to get close to the saint of the cat tribe perfectly.

Gu Qiqi, who was practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly felt something strange and had to forcibly stop practicing.

She opened her injured eyes and looked around cautiously.

It was very quiet around the square, only the sound of breathing echoed.

Is it a perception error?

This simple inspection action had already affected the wounds on her body, causing her to break into a cold sweat.

Suddenly, she felt a very light pull on her wrist.

Looking back, I saw a skinny old cat, desperately chewing on the iron chain with its teeth.

It was an iron chain made of thousands of years of cold iron. Only those with a fourth-level cultivation level or above would be able to break free.

Gu Qiqi has been chained here for three days and three nights. During the day, these people beat him mercilessly with whips, without giving him water, rice, or medical treatment.

It was because of the moonlight at night that she was lucky enough to escape. Otherwise, she would still be suffering from the whip now.

In order to tame her, Qingfeng kept feeding her poison, and whipping was just a low-level method. There were still many abilities that she had not had time to practice.

As long as she doesn't give in, she will suffer endless pain.

That old cat was a fourth-level master who was about to reach the fifth level. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured and his strength was greatly reduced.

Coupled with his old age and frailty, it took him a full meal to chew through the iron chain before he managed to break one of it.

At this time, when he raised his head, his mouth was already bloody.

Gu Qiqi's tears couldn't be held back any longer, and they kept falling down.

She wanted the old man to stop working. In addition to this chain, there were three other chains that locked her tightly. There was no way the old cat could do it.

The old man just lay on the ground and rested for a while before joining the battle again.

At this time, there is still some time before the moon disappears. As long as you hold on, everything can be done in time.

Finally, when the moon disappeared into the clouds and only half of its power remained, Lao Mao finally freed Gu Qiqi.

However, he was so tired that he collapsed on the ground, spitting out blood.

Gu Qiqi wanted to hug him and run away together, but Lao Maoer tried his best to stop him.

The old cat didn't say anything. There was only endless hope in his turbid eyes. He tried his best to save his last strength and sent Gu Qiqi on his last journey.