Chapter 135: Besieged by the Wolf Pack 2

Pang Qingyu quickly tossed a packet of medicinal powder over. "Apply this to your body. The magical beasts won't dare to approach you for a while. Find an opportunity and run!"

After saying this, Pang Qingyu drew her long sword and charged toward the wolf pack.

Watching Pang Qingyu’s petite back, Luo Xia felt a bittersweet surge of affection. Though this girl was often fierce, in this life-or-death moment, she had chosen to leave the chance of survival to her.

Luo Xia knew that if even Wangyou couldn't handle these wolves, Pang Qingyu certainly couldn't either. And how could she ever be the type of person to abandon a companion and flee alone?

"Master, what should we do? This girl is no match for these wolves at all. Let's find a chance to run!" Zhaocai gripped Luo Xia’s sleeve, looking pitiful.

"Zhaocai, are you really that afraid of death?"

"Wuwu, Master, we only have one life."

"Aren't you a cat? I heard cats have nine lives."

Zhaocai: "..."

It felt so aggrieved.

Pang Qingyu charged forward with her sword, engaging the wolves in battle. A fifth-level wolf was equivalent to a seventh-level human warrior, and Pang Qingyu was only at the peak of the sixth level. That single level of difference was a chasm as wide as heaven and earth. Within a dozen moves, she was already forced into a losing position.

Fortunately, the wolves were not attacking all at once. They attacked in groups of five, while the others stood by, cheering for their companions.

Although they were already well-fed, the scent of fresh human blood naturally excited them. Besides, there were only two humans; it wouldn't be enough for two bites each!

Two wolves lunged toward Luo Xia.

Luo Xia did not apply the powder to her body. Zhaocai was alarmed, "Master, hurry and use the powder, or we're dead!"

Seeing that Pang Qingyu had already been defeated and was in danger of losing her life at any moment, how could Luo Xia possibly use the powder herself?

"Zhaocai, take out a piece of the Demon-Luring Grass!" Luo Xia agilely dodged the lunging wolves and commanded.

"What? You want to use the Demon-Luring Grass? And a whole piece at that? No way, this leaf takes a hundred years to grow!" Zhaocai was reluctant.

"Awoo—"

Two more wolves lunged. Luo Xia swiftly leaped to another branch. This tree was lush with foliage, making it suitable for defense. Utilizing the dense branches, she managed to avoid becoming a meal for the pack.

The Moxie sword was stirring impatiently, and Luo Xia was drenched in sweat. She wanted to slay the wolves with effortless grace, but given her current strength, any one of these wolves could blow her away with a single breath. The two wolves seemed to be playing a game with her, snapping off every branch she landed on.

Before long, the tree was stripped bare. Luo Xia realized things were taking a turn for the worse. If these creatures really wanted to eat her, she would have been dead long ago. They were likely testing her endurance, waiting for her to exhaust herself so they could toy with her.

"Zhaocai, hurry and take that item out!"

Luo Xia landed on the ground. If she stayed in the tree, she would soon be forced to fall anyway.

Zhaocai quickly produced two purple crystals.

Luo Xia: "..."

This little miser would rather give up crystals than the Demon-Luring Grass, fearing the wolves might level up if they ate it.

Luo Xia snatched the two crystals and sprinted toward the wolf pack.

Pang Qingyu was in a sorry state, pinned down by a large wolf. The beast howled, and the rest of the pack joined in, cheering for the feast that awaited them.

"Zhaocai, if you don't take out the Demon-Luring Grass, I’m not running anymore!"

Only then did Zhaocai, with extreme reluctance, produce the Demon-Luring Grass and tear a leaf into many small pieces.