The docile four-winged dragon eagles, guided by the dog-headed pike soldiers who thought they could still save, quickly flew to the Werewolf Valley.

The terrain of this river valley is quite interesting. The rushing Red River forms a zigzag turn here, and the U-shaped mountains intersect with the big river bend on the left bank of the river, surrounding a very large valley area.

But before the four-winged dragon eagles landed, the Red River wolfmen, who not only had a good nose but also had a good ear, had already set up a formation to "warmly welcome" the uninvited guests.

At least, even Luo Wei, who could only see a few dozen meters, had clearly seen at least ten poorly crafted crossbows. After being urgently wounded, he aimed at his mount... or face with a bow-bow-shooting eagle?

"These dog heads have not made much progress for thousands of years, but seem to have been degraded very seriously. As expected, pure bloodline is the most critical link to continuation of primitive power."

The goddess deposed looked at her head, then shook her head and retracted back behind Luo Wei.

That's right, since he rode a four-winged dragon eagle, the goddess deposed the Goddess, who was on the verge of Rowe, took the same four-winged dragon eagle with Luo Wei, which directly made Cathaway, who was originally friendly and neutral to her, look at her and turned the look of looking at her into the feeling of seeing the rare equipment monsters.

Fortunately, Cathaway was not stupid either. She was just keeping an observation and did not really take hostile actions against the demigod because she felt that the demigod was fighting with her.

"You've seen them before?"

Luo Wei didn't notice anything strange between the women, but just looked at the werewolf who were operating the crossbow chariot below with great interest, and asked without looking back.

The werewolf below are indeed different from the dog-headed rafterman Lambert Camacho. The werewolf's head retains more wolf characteristics. The pupils also look completely different from humans. From a distance, they seem to be able to reflect the dark green light from where they can detect the dangerous aura.

The bodies of the wolf people are generally a little thin. They only wear simple vest-style carpel armor, but the exposed ones are not smooth, delicate or rough and rough skin, but wolf hair of different colors.

However, Luo Wei quickly noticed that the werewolf who were acting as commander had more or less a tuft of red hair on his head. The few were only a small piece, and the more it stretched from the forehead to the back of his head, which seemed to have a very moxie-shaped head shape.

The last thing Luo Wei noticed was that the werewolf seemed to have no separation, both male and female, and there were at least three or four ears on one ear.

"Of course I've seen it, but that was a long time ago. At that time, the whole clan could not find a few miscellaneous people. Oh, by the way, you don't need to call me any goddess crown. Since I have come to the mortal world, I should live like a mortal for a while. In the future, you can call me - Aphrodi."

The goddess deposed behind Luo Wei answered Luo Wei's question in a low voice. But these words were bizarre that no matter how close to Luo Wei or other people who were slightly farther away, they could hear it clearly and could not remember it.

It felt as if the deposed goddess appeared in my mind and I would immediately react, and I couldn't help but want to call her "Aphrodi".

Words follow the law?

This is also the application of the law of the inner world?

Regardless of whether he admits it or not, Luo Wei is still a saint. He instantly understood why this strangeness appeared, and because of this mysterious and mysterious insight, he expanded his ideas for the application of the law.

In this regard, Rove had to thank the deposed goddess Aphrodi. He finally felt that those three stories were not in vain, even if the deposed goddess Aphrodi was not deliberately preaching to him.

"Stop! This is the ancestral land of the valley of the Red River Werewolf. If you are guests, please land on the ground for inspection. We will treat you with the most beautiful wine. If you come with malicious intentions, we don't mind using your heads as a wine vessel to entertain guests in the days to come!"

A werewolf commander with the most red hair on his head gave a shocking warning to the four-winged dragon eagles who had already flown into the distance that had to be warned.

While warning, all the low-level werewolf commanders responsible for commanding the crossbow chariot also raised their hand high, and just waited for the boss to give him the order to shoot countless crossbow arrows out, shooting the enemy invading, including the big birds into meat skewers.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, we are not your enemies, we will let these four-winged dragon eagles land! Ah, I am the mercenary Lambert Camacho who was lucky enough to visit Guidi once. The next one is my current loyal master, the spellcaster Mojake Rovi. We have just experienced an unexpected battle and I really hope to have a rest in Guidi..."

The person who was in charge of making a call for contact was Lambert Camacho, who had been to the Werewolf Valley. It was not because both wolves and dogs were theoretically canine families, but just because Rove was busy observing werewolfs and forgot to negotiate.

Of course, in Lambert Camacho's mind, Rovie naturally did not forget to negotiate, but was simply disdainful of negotiating with the werewolf captain below.

As far as Lambert Camacho knows, the minimum requirement for the werewolf captain in the Werewolf Valley is the quasi-golden level strength. With such strength, coupled with the yelling werewolf rod guy under his command, normal people really have to take him seriously, but who is Mr. Luo Wei? How could he care about such a "ant" who dares to shout at him?

As soon as he thought about this, Lambert Camacho suddenly felt guilty because he felt that his answer just now was too weak. If Lord Rovi thought it would damage his face... it would not turn me into a zombie, right?! No, I don't want to be converted into a zombie, I still have a lot of gold coins not spent!

The dog-headed gull soldier who had too many ideas was almost unable to control his emotions.

Fortunately, the four-winged dragon eagles finally landed at this time, and Luo Wei jumped off the leading four-winged dragon eagles first, nodding to the red-haired werewolf commander coming to greet Xiahou, and then turned around and pointed to the scars that followed him and the undead.

"Hello, I am the necromancer Mojake Rovey. As Lambert Camacho said just now, I heard that you have doctors...shaman doctors. So I hope to enter your valley and treat my people. Of course, it would be even better if you have armor repairmen here."

Luo Wei, who took the initiative to speak, said to the Red-haired werewolf commander.

"The Dead Wizard?" The Mohigan-style red-haired werewolf commander sniffed twice in front of Luo Wei, and then his expression became a little disgusted: "Sure enough, you can smell the smell of corpse, no... There is also the smell of sulfur burning? What did you mess with?"

"Hi. It's nothing, it's just a group of Fiery Dreams, but you don't need to worry about anything. Those Fiery Dreams have been killed by me. They will never cause any harassment to your ancestral valley! Look at my arm and look at the four blood holes on it. They are the evidence of my killing Fiery Dreams... Oh sorry, I forgot that the blood holes have been temporarily bandaged, but you can go to the Shaman Doctor to take a look later. It will take a little time to treat such a large wound. I will ask the shaman Doctors to help leave scars. Do you know that scars are the real medals of warriors... Werewolf? No, no, my bloodline comes from the sheep herders..."

Seeing that Luo Wei did not blame him, the dog-headed pirate soldier who was so scared that he was about to be turned into a zombie by Luo Wei, he once again, and was proudly interrupted.

Although the lottery is quite serious, both the dog-headed gunman Lambert Camacho are still very proud that he actually killed the extremely powerful flame dream that only appeared in the legend.

So the dog-headed guller who had opened up the conversation actually forgot the important matters he had talked to the red-haired werewolf commander, every word I talked about.

Fortunately, after Lambert Camacho had just talked for a few words, the witchcraft imposed by Erolin on his arm became invalid, so the severe pain and blood loss of wounds all attacked the poor gullermen.

The dog-headed guller who had originally planned to pretend to be a tough guy, and under the double stimulation, the pain in the blink of an eye made the pale sweat fall down on his forehead.

"Hey man, let's just hiss... or... hiss. Let's talk tomorrow. Please be sure to allow us to go to the valley first, will we succeed?"

The dog-headed pirate soldier who was already in pain was so painful that he could not bear the severe pain, and the screams that were held in his throat came out.

The red-haired werewolf commander was quite easy to fool. Of course, maybe it was actually smart enough. It had confirmed that Luo Wei and others did not threaten the Werewolf Valley. They were really just coming to ask for treatment and nurses to take care of them. So, under the urging of the dog-headed guild guller who was about to be unable to act as a tough guy, he went to report the matter to his boss himself.

But although the red-haired werewolf commander had left, the other werewolf who were manipulating the crossbow cart and other ronin warriors holding weapons such as double-headed flails did not relax their vigilance and surveillance against Luo Wei and his group. It seemed that as long as Luo Wei and others had a slight movement, they would use unhesitant storm to attack Luo Wei and his group's skulls to turn Luo Wei and his group's skulls into their new wine vessels.

Fortunately, the Red-haired werewolf commander who went very quickly came back quickly, and he also brought good news.

"Prince Aben is willing to let you enter the valley, but Prince Aben may ask you some things, so please be sure to answer Prince Aben's questions seriously later. Prince Aben is very important to our Red River werewolf clan, so as long as you please him, it is equivalent to taking..."

The red-haired werewolf commander who ran back like a gust of wind introduced him to everyone as quickly as possible.

But before the words were finished, a handsome werewolf boy with long red hair on his head. Although he was following the double-digit report, he actually actually ran out jumping out after two big slump bulls like a river beach gate.

"I'm Eben Reed Wolf, are you killing a large group of adventurers with flaming dreams?"

The red-haired werewolf, the first thing he said was this. While he was talking, he looked at Luo Wei and others with great curiosity.

"Huh? Little guy, Shanrudgar, what is your relationship with you?"

The deposed goddess Aphrodi suddenly poked her head out from behind Luo Wei again. Before Luo Wei said something on behalf of everyone, she stared at the little white-faced werewolf with red hair, stared at the red-faced werewolf with a surprising tone and asked.

"Shanrudgar? This name sounds a bit familiar. Hey... do you know who Shanrudgar is?"

The red-haired and white-faced werewolf who claimed to be Eben Reedwolf was stunned. But he couldn't remember the name Sandruga. What does it mean to the Red River werewolf? However, as a prince who enjoys privileges among werewolfs, he could obviously pass on the difficult problems to other werewolfs with lower status than him at any time.

"Prince Aben, Wolf Ancestor——"

The Moshid-shaped werewolf commander obviously knew what the name Sandruga meant, but he could only remind him every time.

"Wolf Ancestor? It's okay, why are you doing for Wolf Ancestor?" Prince Eben blinked two big eyes with light gold in the dark blue, and then suddenly realized and slapped on his own thigh: "Oh, isn't Shanrudga the name of Wolf Ancestor!"

Luo Wei looked at it and didn't laugh out loud. This werewolf little face named Ai Ben has a long nerve reflex arc. As a werewolf prince, he couldn't even remember the name of the werewolf ancestor. It seemed a bit weird no matter how you look at it.

Fortunately, this slightly strange Prince Eben quickly stared at Aphrodi, the deposed goddess who leaned forward and looked at him, and in this way he regained some of the dignity of being a werewolf prince.

"Woman, why are you talking about the name of the wolf ancestor? Let me tell you, although I am the 48th generation descendant of the wolf ancestor, this definitely does not mean that I will tolerate outsiders insulting the ancestor who gave me blood power. Believe it or not..."

Of course, if Prince Eben had a brief pause and added the words "Bite you!", he might have been able to successfully win over his respect.

So Luo Wei has basically confirmed that the werewolf prince in front of him who was obviously highly expected by the werewolf people in the Red River werewolves seemed to be a little weird among the werewolf.

To be honest, this situation easily refreshed Luo Wei's three views. After all, in his deep consciousness, the werewolf should be the one who was so violent that he lost his reason in minutes whether he could see the moon or not, and the half-human beast that would fight when he saw the vampire, rather than Guo Degang who was cute in Deyun Club.

Fortunately, Luo Wei has watched many blockbusters such as "Legend of the Night" before, and has also watched a large number of fantasy novels, so he can barely hold on to the situation in front of him.

"You little kids are so brave to say nonsense. Do you know that Shanrudega dares to say such things in front of me? Little guy, believe it or not, I just use one hand to push you into the ground and can't even pick it up? But, because your bloodline is not bad, we are too lazy to care about anything with you."

Before Luo Wei could sigh at the strangeness of the werewolf prince, Aphrodi, the deposed goddess on his side, had something wrong. She actually provoked the werewolf prince in a proper tone!

Yes, Rovi also admitted that with the ability to depose the goddess Aphrodi, he could use his hand to mobilize the world's laws to push the werewolf prince into the ground and unable to pick it up. He could definitely do it as he said.

But the problem is, you are really sure, are you planning to play a low-key mortal who has been a guest star for a while?

When you are unidentified, do you want to fight or be beaten to others?

And as it turns out, this provocation is quite simple, crude and effective.

Prince Aiben, who was originally a cute and cute guy with white face, let out a strange cry and his pupils turned red with blood. Then in less than three seconds, he turned gorgeously into a magnificent wolf-shaped monster with a height of two feet and waist circumference. At first glance, he seemed to be a round and cute thing, but in fact he had a powerful and majestic red long-haired wolf-shaped monster.

"Don't be impulsive, say something!"

Luo Wei had only had time to shout this, and the violent red-haired werewolf who had transformed into showed at least twenty sharp fangs, raised his sharp wolf claws nearly a foot long, and rushed towards Aphrodi, who not only insulted him, but also insulted his ancestors' dignity.

Luo Wei, who was the first to block the Dao, was not affected by the Chi Yu, because before Prince Aben, who had transformed into a red-haired mad wolf, pulled him away with one claw, he disappeared in place like a collapsed picture and appeared about two meters away in an instant.

But at this critical moment, Ai Ruolin saved Luo Wei with short teleportation.

The person who was in the way of trouble suddenly disappeared, as if he had made the transformed red-haired mad wolf stunned for a moment. So he waited for a soft and white hand to press it against his forehead, and he finally remembered that it was not the time to be dazed.

Unfortunately, as the saying goes, 90% of failures are slow reactions.

Well. Regardless of whether there is such a saying, before Aben, who was extremely majestic after transformation, reacted by his white and soft hand, pressing a pushpin, was easily pressed to the point where he was left with only his head, which was exposed above the ground.

Smack-

There was a stunned werewolf warrior who opened his mouth wide and fell to the ground in a state of loss of consciousness.

And this sound seemed to be a starting signal. Because with its appearance, the sound of the weapons falling one after another sounded, and there were some werewolf's whistle and strange screams, those who were unlucky guys who were shot in the foot by the falling weapon.

"Holum, I really want to have a strange hallucination. I actually saw Prince Eben being slapped into the ground. How could such a thing happen? Hurry up, slap me quickly..."

There was a werewolf who didn't believe in the facts and poked another one beside him named Holm.

I saw Holm, whose mouth was wide open, turned his head stiffly like a robot. Then he whined with a whistle and slapped it out with his strength.

Then, the werewolf who made a strange request. After flying in the air for a while, he fell into the surging red river with his head facing down and cleared his mind.

"It turns out that I am a descendant of Shanrudgar. I really think I can only speak and not do anything?"

Aphrodi, the goddess of deposed who turned the promise into facts, shook her head and observed it carefully. After feeling that she seemed to have pressed Prince Eben a little to the left, she reached out and pressed it gently on the poor Aben's left shoulder.

Luo Wei saw it very clearly. Aphrodi really just pressed it lightly, but with just a slight slight, the poor Prince Aben sank more than an inch to the ground!
To be continued...