77: Rescue successful, Mei Chuan Neiku who wet his pants

An Lan subconsciously looked up and saw a pitch-black steed carrying a vigorous young man. Like a bolt of black Lightning, he soared over her head and landed steadily in front of her.

The young man was tall and upright, dressed in clothes made of sheepskin. His exposed arms were tanned dark by the sun, yet they exuded a vigorous sense of power.

He held a Bow and Arrow tightly in his hand, with over a dozen arrows tucked into the quiver on his back and a Broadsword at his waist. Its style was ancient, as if he had stepped out of a museum of the War of Resistance.

Even more eye-catching was the Iron Spear nearly two meters long on his back. The shaft shimmered with a cold light, and for a moment, it was hard to describe its unique shape.

Riding on the tall horse, he looked majestic and extraordinary.

The newcomer was none other than Lu Fan.

Just a few minutes ago.

[Turn right and cross the hillside for 600 meters to reach the destination]

Lu Fan galloped on his horse, crossed the hillside, and finally reached the Shelter.

Just after descending the slope, he saw An Lan standing there weakly, facing a shifty-eyed Little Mustache man.

Without hesitation, Lu Fan squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, and the steed sped off like an arrow from a bow.

The distance of several hundred meters was covered in an instant. He quickly drew his Bow and Arrow in one fluid motion, the arrow steadily aimed at Little Mustache.

Then, he pulled the reins, and the horse, "Lightning," leapt high, soaring over An Lan's head and landing steadily in front of her.

Lu Fan looked back at An Lan, his eyes full of concern: "Am I late?"

An Lan stood there stunned by this sudden scene, as if she were in a legendary tale of a hero saving a beauty.

Hearing Lu Fan's inquiry, she snapped out of it and subconsciously replied, "No, you came just in time."

Lu Fan turned his gaze to the dead dog on the ground and then to that Little Mustache. His face was grim as he said coldly, "So it's you, Meichuan Neiku?"

"Lightning" beneath him seemed to feel its master's anger, as it raised its front hooves high and let out a deafening neigh.

This cry pierced the silence of the mountain forest, sharp and long, as if bursting from the depths of the soul.

It not only echoed the master's urgency but also sounded like an angry roar at the enemy who threatened the master's companion. That anger was like a volcano about to erupt, carrying a chilling aura.

The livestream room instantly exploded:

"Oh my god, Great God Lu Fan is finally here. An Lan is saved."

"Great God Lu Fan is so handsome."

"A princess in distress and a prince appearing just in time—I admit, I ship them."

Meichuan Neiku was so terrified by Lu Fan's powerful aura that tears and snot flowed. He begged for mercy in japanese, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Listening to his gibberish, Lu Fan couldn't help but dismount and stride up to him, shouting angrily, "Look at your * damn face, you look like a **. What the hell are you blabbering about!"

Meichuan Neiku's face turned as pale as paper. His legs went weak, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

He kept bowing his hands to Lu Fan, still begging for mercy in japanese. His pathetic appearance was exactly like a stray dog.

An Lan: He speaks with such... presence.

Lu Fan frowned even deeper and questioned, "I mean, do you fucking know how to speak Chinese or not?"

At this moment, Da Hei, who was a step behind, arrived panting.

It stuck out its tongue and breathed heavily, its fur a bit messy from the frantic run, but its eyes held a fierce glint.

As soon as it saw Meichuan Neiku kneeling on the ground, a cold light flashed in its eyes, and a low growl escaped its throat.

That sound seemed to come from the endless dark abyss, making Meichuan Neiku's spine tingle and his heart race with fear.

Lu Fan reached out and patted Da Hei's head, saying softly, "Good job. Keep an eye on this guy."

Da Hei wagged its tail, walked up to Meichuan Neiku, and bared its sharp teeth, saliva dripping from its mouth.

Meichuan Neiku looked at Da Hei in terror, his body trembling uncontrollably as he cried out, "Wolf! Wolf! Help, help! Don't eat me!"

He wanted to retreat, but he found his legs were as soft as noodles and couldn't exert any strength at all.

Just as Da Hei was approaching step by step, Meichuan Neiku felt a surge of warmth from his lower body. He was actually so scared that he peed his pants.

A pungent smell of urine instantly spread. Da Hei, with its sensitive nose, couldn't help but back away, seemingly disgusted: "This is too filthy for a wolf."

"Hahaha, good job, Da Hei."

Lu Fan couldn't help but laugh out loud. His hearty laughter echoed through the mountain forest, forming a sharp contrast with Meichuan Neiku's pathetic state.

After laughing, Lu Fan hurried to An Lan's side and carefully helped her up. His eyes were full of worry as he asked with concern, "An Lan, how are you? Is the injury serious?"

As he spoke, his gaze carefully scanned and checked An Lan.

An Lan looked at Lu Fan, a warm current rising in her heart. She shook her head gently and said gratefully, "You must be Lu Fan. Thank you. If you hadn't arrived in time, I can't imagine what would have happened."

Lu Fan nodded seriously: "You're welcome, and my name is Ling Yue."

An Lan instantly blushed and hurriedly explained, "I'm sorry, I thought you were Contestant Lu Fan, I didn't..."

Before she could finish, Lu Fan burst into laughter. "How did you know I'm Lu Fan? Was it because of my handsome face? Hahaha."

An Lan's face instantly froze, looking helpless.

Lu Fan smugly stroked his beard, which looked like Robinson Crusoe's after over ten days of neglect.

An Lan: ...Impressive.

The livestream room instantly became lively again.

"Hahaha, Lu Fan is too wicked."

"Look how flustered An Lan is, her face is all red."

"Jack: Thank you, Taro."

"Seven: ..."

"Hahahaha"

"Seven: Your mother's ***"

Lu Fan couldn't help but sigh in relief and said, "It's good that you're okay. Luckily I made it. Wait here, I'll deal with this guy from Japan."

As the livestream spread, almost the whole world noticed this scene.

The Huaguo audience saw Lu Fan's handsome entrance and successful rescue of An Lan, and they were moved to tears.

The barrage comments kept scrolling like snowflakes:

"Great God Lu Fan is so awesome! He's simply our superhero!"

"This is the true king of Wilderness Survival. Not only is he strong, but he's also so responsible!"

"It's so good that An Lan is okay. I can finally stop worrying."

In the high-level meeting room of Huaguo, the leaders were also closely following the livestream.

Seeing Lu Fan successfully rescue An Lan, everyone showed relieved smiles.

"This Lu Fan is truly a good lad! He doesn't hesitate at all at the critical moment," one leader praised.

"Yes, he not only showed his personal strength but also brought glory to our Huaguo. In this Wilderness Survival competition, our Chinese contestant has really stolen the show," another leader added.

At this time, Lu Fan had no mind for the excitement in the livestream room or the praise from the high-level officials.

He had only one thought in his mind: to make Meichuan Neiku pay for what he had done.

Looking at the murderous Lu Fan, An Lan couldn't help but speak up, "Wait, Lu Fan. This is a global livestream. If we kill him like this, wouldn't it be..."

Lu Fan looked back at An Lan and asked, "Don't you want to kill him?"

An Lan shook her head: "Of course I do. This kind of Japanese devil deserves to be killed by everyone."

Lu Fan smiled with satisfaction: "Then that's it. Besides, I'm not the one doing the deed."

"Da Hei, bite this bastard to death!" Lu Fan commanded coldly, pointing at Meichuan Neiku.

Da Hei had been waiting for a long time. Upon hearing its master's command, it immediately charged out like an arrow from a bow.

Meichuan Neiku watched as Da Hei pounced with its bloody maw open, and he tried desperately to hide, shouting repeatedly, "Help! Help!"