Madness (Part Two)

Mo Li had been through all kinds of storms along the way—even Lu Wu had died by his hand. Now, facing a group of Little Red People that did not even reach his knees, he felt no pressure at all. He had not been afraid when he faced a large number of Yetis in Motuo, so weren't these things practically giving themselves away?

Of course, although these things posed no great threat to him, his injuries had yet to fully heal, so he still had to be careful. Mo Li slowly backed up several steps until he reached the wall. At the very least, that way he would not be ambushed from behind.

Just as Mo Li reached the wall, the Hong Liu Was launched their attack. Two of the Hong Liu Was closest to Mo Li charged at him with loud, strange cries. When they were about two meters away, they suddenly leaped into the air, swinging the Bone Clubs in their hands at Mo Li's head.

Mo Li could not even be bothered to draw his knife against things like these. When the two Hong Liu Was pounced in front of him, he swept his left hand sideways in a motion like swatting flies. Sure enough, the two Hong Liu Was were sent flying with a single slap, just like flies.

Weak! That was Mo Li's first thought. Against opponents like these, it was not just him—even Wei Dengke should have been able to defeat them easily. But the moment this thought surfaced, Mo Li sensed that something was wrong. If these little things were so weak, how had Wei Dengke been captured? Even if Wei Dengke had been lying down at the time, he should not have been captured without putting up even the slightest struggle.

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