Throwing a Xi Tianlong at You

"Fall back, fall back."

The Marquis of Purple Robes did not dare let his guard down and quietly spoke to the three behind him.

Seeing the cold glint in Wolf Seven's eyes, the three roughly understood what was happening.

They hurriedly put away the Memory Crystal and urged their Horned Scale Horses to back away step by step.

Horned Scale Horses truly deserved their reputation as elite warhorses. Not only did they possess excellent endurance and speed, but they were also intelligent. Even backing up on all four hooves, they were not slow in the slightest.

Seeing this, Wolf Seven's aura stirred slightly. Instinctively taking a step forward, it wrestled with whether to make a move.

What it did not know was that every reaction it had at this moment had been anticipated by Qin He.

Just as the Marquis of Purple Robes and the others moved, with Wolf Seven and Wolf Nine's attention utterly fixed on them, a sudden change erupted.

Wolf Seven caught a black shadow flashing past the corner of its eye, carrying something on its back.

Startled, it looked closely, and its blood surged to its head.

It was a black bear covered in fur from head to toe. Hoisted over its shoulder was none other than Xi Tianlong, whose head was a bloody mess.

The bear demon had run off!

And it had taken Xi Tianlong with it!

Meanwhile, inside the defensive barrier, Wolf Nine stood there with a bewildered expression, still unable to grasp what had happened.

Shape-Shifting again!

The exact same trick as before—except it had gone in earlier, and now it had come out.

"Thieving bear!!!"

Wolf Seven roared, unleashing an unprecedented howl. Its bloodline boiled, and its demon eyes turned blood-red.

It was furious—the violently furious kind.

Because it had realized