Chapter 957: Wolves in Front, Tigers Behind

As Shen Mo spoke, he felt pairs of eerie, green-glinting eyes snap onto them all at once. Mu Zhiyuan hooked an arm around him and pulled herself up in one smooth motion. Her long legs locked around his waist, freeing both hands. She bent her bow, drew, and loosed. Three arrows screamed forward. They detonated midair with a violent burst, shredding a swath of the rift-earth beasts into pulp and blasting open a gap just wide enough to run. Shen Mo threw everything he had into it. He sprang through...