put it in my arms

Chapter 130 The Beastman Don't Run 17
The weather was eerily dreary.

The sun has not yet risen, and the sky has turned strangely red.

Mo'er opened his eyes, and the stuffy heat of the environment made him feel uncomfortable.

Wen Ruan was also awakened by the heat.

I fumbled around in a daze, but it was empty.

Waking up after a moment of gentleness.

Opening his eyes, Mo Er was busy in front of the stove, cooking porridge in a hurry.

Wen Ruan chuckled, got out of bed, and took the bowl from Mo Er's hand.

"No, you go to rest, I'll cook it once." Mo Er was extremely serious.

Wen Ruan stepped aside amusedly, quietly watching Mo Er busy.

When the porridge was out of the pot, Mo Er scooped a bowl for Wen Ruan first, Wen Ruan hurried to pick it up, but Mo Er patted the back of Wen Ruan's hand.

"Hot, cool for a while."

As he spoke, Moer held the bowl and blew the hot air gently.

"Okay, let's eat."

As soon as he raised his head, he bumped into a pair of tender eyes.

Mo Er was embarrassed to look away, "Eat, eat."

Nodding with a gentle smile.

The two chatted sweetly for a while, and Moore was ready for the challenge on the eighth floor.

After passing the eighth floor, his strength will be further improved, and it is not an exaggeration to climb to the top.

Moore went down to the eighth basement floor without hesitation.

Wen Ruan followed closely behind.

There is no host on the eighth floor. Once you enter, the first feeling is that it is dark, extremely dark.

"coming."

An old deep voice sounded.

Then there was the sound of the iron chain being unlocked, and then the arena lit up.

Moer closed his eyes, adjusted to the light for a while, and opened them again, and the person standing in front of Moer was indeed an orc.

It is not big in size, about the same size as a Moor orc, but most of its body is covered with whip marks, and the face is full of grooves, which are not formed naturally as they get older, but as if they were abused.

The familiar smell made Moer's pupils tremble, and the orc on the opposite side did the same, his eyes gradually turned red.

But neither of them pierced the paper.

"Come on," said the orc.

He turned into a snow wolf first, his soft white fur was full of blood.

Mo Er's heart trembled fiercely, and he also turned into a wolf, and the two wolves were surprisingly similar.

The people in the audience also noticed this situation and discussed it one after another.

Wen Ruan clenched his hands tightly, and then suddenly let go.

She already roughly guessed the reason why Mo Erfei came here.

The two confronted each other on the stage, neither losing to the other in terms of momentum.

Moer attacked first, with resentment.

One paw scratched the orc and drew a line on his body, but it was not deep.

The orc grinned and rushed forward, and the two wrestled into a ball.

Of course, this is only what outsiders see.

Wen Ruan hooked his lower lip.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the two wolves were still wrestling with each other, and the audience couldn't help but sweat.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and the orc was thrown out, dying, and finally lay on the ground, never getting up again.

Moore won, and the audience went crazy.

But at the same time, Moer also suffered many injuries. He turned into an orc, picked up the opposite orc, and walked out step by step.

Someone was blocking it, but seeing Wen Ruan following behind, he swallowed the words.

They went back to the guest room.

Snow Wolf, who was dying, suddenly took out a pill and woke up leisurely.

He desperately tried to stand up, "Son."

Mo Er turned around, "Alright, let's go, the farther you go, the better, don't come here, and don't appear in front of me."

Only Wen Ruan clearly saw Mo Er's eyes filled with tears.

Snow Wolf laughed a few times, "Okay."

The voice is much older.

After saying this, I couldn't help coughing.

Mo Er couldn't help turning around, but desperately suppressed the impulse in his heart.

Wen Ruan patted Mo Er's shoulder.

He said softly to Snow Wolf, "My lord father, Mo Er, he is just a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, he hopes you will stay with us!"

This call made Snow Wolf dumbfounded by his father, and he didn't pay much attention to what he said later.

(End of this chapter)