After knocking down five beastly men, the vicious female escaped

Chapter 160 Maneuvering 1
One after another, the sound of falling into the water could be faintly heard. Wen Shu grasped Lach's arm, a sense of unease rising in her heart.

What could possibly shield mental energy from such a distance?
Did someone create a giant magnetic field?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind. She looked down at the pterosaur in her arms and said in a deep voice, "Quick, we need to hide."

Almost the instant she finished speaking, several winged beasts circled the cliffs on the western horizon and flew towards the island.

They were incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, they grew from tiny black dots to the size of a palm.

Those pairs of dragon wings, each a different color, blotted out the sky, clearly indicating a group of dragon beasts moving in an orderly fashion.

Seeing that Rach was still in a daze, Wen Shu grabbed his arm and ran towards the shore, "Quick, we have to get out of here..."

She tore off her bracelet, stuffed several water-repelling pearls into Luo Fei's arms, and jumped into the sea, trying to block out the smell with the seawater, while also swimming towards the deep sea.

"Rah, switch back to beast form, let's escape south."

Wen Shu held the pterosaur in her arms, moving slowly, and could only urge Lach on.

Before the male beside them could transform, a silver pterosaur plunged into the sea, following the scent of blood to find their trail.

What's truly alarming is that this wasn't the only one.

As Wen Shu changed direction, the sounds of splashing into the water came from all directions.

The rippling waves brushed against her cheeks, her thoughts raced, and she hesitated, not daring to make another move.

He grabbed Rach, who was about to transform, dragged him into the thick seaweed, and pulled down his neck.

The female's sudden action froze Rah. He felt a soft touch on the back of his neck and swallowed hard, wanting to tell her not to be afraid, but instead heard a gentle whisper in his ear.

"Listen to me, Rachmaninoff, I need you to act later. If you act well, you'll get a reward, understand?"

award?

Lach nodded repeatedly. After listening to Wen Shu's detailed explanation, he looked at her with suppressed surprise and said with a silly grin, "Can we do it now?"

Seeing that he hadn't listened at all, Wen Shu was exasperated. She rubbed her lips together and then pinched his lips, asking, "What did I just say?"

Lach paused, his expression instantly turning fierce, and he stammered with a pout, "Don't you dare grin like an idiot."

"Don't give yourself away later."

Seeing that his lips were swollen, Wen Shu put Luo Fei into the grass, messed up her collar, pulled open Lach's robe, wrapped her legs around his lean waist, and hung on him.

As the seaweed was stirred, a soft, ambiguous moan escaped its lips, "Rach..."

"what--"

She leaned back helplessly, crashing into two enormous dragon eyes, and screamed in fright.

She immediately sat up, wrapped her arms tightly around Rach's neck, and complained aggrievedly, "Rach, is that a dragon?! What kind of weird place did you choose?"

She was trembling all over.

Rah was suddenly caught in a hug. His eyes darted around, his Adam's apple bobbed a few times, and his large hands supported the female's buttocks.

I had to restrain myself for a few seconds to keep from forgetting the important matter.

"Get lost!" The snake's tail, with its curved blade, lashed out fiercely at the pterosaur's face, its angry voice terrifying.

That angular face also regained some of its former sinister and fierce appearance.

Upon seeing his snake tail, the silver dragon, unable to dodge in time and with a bloody scratch on its head, immediately realized who was in front of it.

“Rach…”

He retreated with considerable apprehension, and seeing the two men pressed together with their clothes disheveled, he realized he had disturbed their intimacy and hesitated to leave.

There was no more movement in the seaweed. Wen Shu slapped away Lach's fidgeting hands, jumped out of his arms, straightened her clothes, and picked up the little pterosaur.

"Let's go."

She moved closer to Rach and saw that he had just removed his hand from his face, and was furtively looking at her chest. There was still blood under his nose, and he was grinding his back teeth.

This guy... he's just... amazing!

“Rach,” Wen Shu said, suppressing her temper, grabbing his hand and placing it on her waist, “If you make a mistake, we’ll all die.” Hearing her words, Rach, who had been hot-headed, immediately sobered up a bit, met her serious gaze, and his expression became earnest.

"My lady, trust me."

He straightened his back, the smile fading from his face. His fierce eyebrows lowered, and his entire aura became cold and gloomy.

Seeing his face clearly from the side, Wen Shu froze, her grip on his hand stiffening. She awkwardly moved away, her feelings a mix of emotions.

The Rah before me and that vicious bandit were like two completely different people...

She didn't want to deal with the original Rach.

But if absolutely necessary, she must cure him.

But now that he knows so many of her secrets, will he betray her?
As Wen Shu walked past the group of aquatic pterosaurs, she raised her eyes, banished those thoughts, and focused on dealing with the troubles to come.

The silver dragon returned, and as it approached, it transformed into a tall and handsome humanoid figure. It glanced at the winged dragon in Wen Shu's arms and smiled, "Gentlemen, our leader invites you."

It was indeed Luo Fei's brother who did it.

Only he possessed a giant magnet that could significantly influence mental power.

Wen Shu pursed her lips, a sense of worry creeping into her heart.

Luo Fei, the elder brother, is one of the two beast husbands of the female protagonist in the Southern Empire.

His ability to win the power struggle, force Luo Fei to fake his death and escape, and lie low in Arendia for several years is enough to prove that he is not someone to be trifled with.

If Lach reveals his true colors, this unpredictable protagonist might eliminate him as well.

She gripped Rach's hand, snuggled closer to him, and muttered softly, "Why is he looking at my new pet?"

Upon hearing this, Yinlong Baijia's expression twisted for a moment as he glanced at her sideways.

Everyone knows that the leader of Blackthorn Valley spends his days searching for females with high fertility.

It has its advantages and disadvantages; it may have the potential to make you pregnant, but it may lack common sense.

He suppressed the mockery in his heart and, under Lach's warning gaze, whispered a reminder: "Female, the one in your arms is a wanted criminal of our dragon clan."

A contemptuous attitude, no matter how well concealed, will still leave traces.

As soon as they finished speaking, they stepped out of the sea.

Lach's arms were tense, as he wanted to stand up for Wen Shu, but he was pulled back forcefully.

He lowered his gaze, puzzled, only to see her cheeks flushed with anger, looking as if she could no longer contain herself, as she arrogantly declared, "What wanted criminal? I said this is my pet, and it is my pet!"

In the tranquil sea of ​​flowers, the dragons who had learned that Rah's pairing had been interrupted and that Lofi's dragon beasts had been detained stood there, wondering what kind of female he had found.

Before seeing the person, one hears their voice.

She sounds like she's spoiled and has a bad temper, but her gestational risk must be very high.

Someone slowly walked out, bowed respectfully, and suggested to the male on the hilltop, who was gazing at the sea with his hands behind his back, "Chief Romand, don't you want cubs? Why don't you talk to Lach about some terms..."

He was extremely respectful, yet his broad, brown-haired figure with its straight back remained completely still.

After a moment of silence, his long, slender, pale fingers tapped silently on the back of his hand.

The atmosphere was stagnant.

An invisible sense of oppression almost materialized, sweeping in from all sides.

The dragons all bowed down, and the male in the center of the storm trembled with fear, letting cold sweat drip from his forehead. He dared not straighten his back, nor make a sound.

Just as the tension in the air was about to snap, Romand shrugged, his deep, smoky voice letting out a sneer, "You think I'd choose one of the females left over from Rach?"

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