"Hmph!"
Surrounded by several vicious wolves, Xiao Zheng let out a cold snort. Although in this miasma-filled jungle his Gang Qi was completely suppressed and unusable, he was, after all, the Evil God, far beyond the capability of a few wolves.
"Little girl, don't be afraid. Big brother will protect you." Xiao Zheng picked up the little girl and showed her a brilliant smile, speaking in the local language.
The little girl looked at Xiao Zheng and felt a reassuring strength from the young man in front of her. Although she was very frightened inside, she somehow felt calmer at this moment.
Xiao Zheng smiled, wiped away the tear stains on the little girl's face, then took a slight step and instantly charged out like a cheetah.
Whoosh!
His extreme speed stirred the miasma, causing it to surge violently.
The pupils of the several vicious wolves constricted, their bodies slightly crouched, and they charged towards Xiao Zheng like arrows released from their bows.
