Hunting Heart Little Mengxian: Rebirth and Raising a Wolf

Chapter 15 The boy fights the snow wolf

When the difference in strength between you and a strong enemy is too great, perhaps your only chance of winning lies in whether you can identify the opponent's most fatal weakness in the shortest possible time.

At the same time, it also depends on whether you can make good use of the most convenient weapon and give the most critical and most thorough blow to your powerful enemy.

However, there is a saying: If your compassion is left to the enemy as a mercy, in the end, all you get in exchange is the enemy's defensive counterattack and extermination.

Because, often, opportunities like a "fatal blow" only come once in reality.

Once you miss it, it gives the enemy an opportunity to counterattack; then, when your turn comes next, you will probably be the one who dies.

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Although the wolves are generally greedy beasts that are easily restless and angry, cunning and ferocious; however, they are also an organized fighting group that pays more attention to discipline and strategy.

To capture a thief, capture the king first, and to kill a wolf, shoot the head of the wolf first. It seems that, at first glance, the principles related to the two should be generally the same.

However, in reality, in most wolf packs, even if the "alpha wolf" dies, the wolves will often "elect" the next "leader" to take over as soon as possible.

Come.

At this moment, the new "Head Wolf" selected by "Destiny" was already standing at the front of the three teams.

"No, no, no, can't!"

Facing them majestically, the young man once again raised the short dagger in his hand that was as cold as ice and still dripping with blood.

He originally thought that she would cry out in pain, but she would be considerate; however, she neither screamed nor expressed understanding.

The heart that he was born with but grew out of nowhere was not the heart of ordinary people, nor the heart of ordinary monsters; it was the old man who was ambushed by the God of War, Immortal Liwu, five hundred years ago.

The remnant soul of Demon King Rong Xiao transformed into...

Simply, without any effort, the young man managed to get rid of the remaining ones together.

Lan Jingchu not only remembered Li Wu’s name, but also remembered her hatred for Li Wu for all eternity!

Looking at the blood-colored blue branch flower, he was swaying and falling. He subconsciously reached out to save it, but he couldn't catch it.

He seemed to be telling them silently:

In fact, when the snow wolves came to attack, the "Wolf Boy" could have chosen to leave Jiu Xiaohan regardless and send a "favor" to the snow wolves who were hungry in the harsh winter. However, he just

He could walk away unscathed, wrapped in that warm black wolf fur cloak.

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In the Guanyin Temple, the young man was in a state of embarrassment. His old injury had relapsed, and he fell into a coma and fell asleep.

Precisely because it contains half of Rong Xiao's remaining demon soul, this extra heart and soul is immortal, able to repair itself, and can be regenerated forever.

I saw that he had waist-length hair as long as snow, flowing in the wind. He was dressed in white clothes and had white boots on his feet. There was no stain at all. He was as pure as the white lotus that had been nourished by the snow-capped mountains of heaven for millions of years.

The young man felt that his body was like duckweed, floating on top of the clouds.

He was like a stone statue, standing still next to the pile of snow wolf corpses, poking in place for a long time...

He helplessly allowed the blood-colored blue branch to fall into the stone mountain filled with the turbid atmosphere of the Forgotten River, but he was unable to do anything until he really could no longer see her...

Those were the last words she left to him five hundred years ago.

The three of them all stared intently at the young man who had stood up from the pool of blood of their former leader who had just died in the battle.

"You can't let yourself die so easily!"

However, want to escape?

This time, it's not that easy!

At this moment, the entire time and space seems to be still and frozen!

He even heard the sound of her blood flowing along the blade of the "Guzhang" sword in his hand:

"Li Wu, I hate you!"

All pain in this world is rooted in "overly persistent memories"; and those thoughts that should not exist are often caused by unnecessary misunderstandings.

For a moment, it was actually impossible to tell whether he was still alive or dead!

Those bloodshot eyes stared intently at Jiu Xiaohan behind the dead branches, seemingly watching; however, he seemed to have empty eyes, as if he had not seen anything.

"I...is this, another death?"

The remaining twenty or so snow wolves were distributed at different positions near, in the middle, and far away from the boy. They all looked fierce and fierce.

However, those misunderstandings, just because of a temporary reluctance or inability to speak, have accumulated into insoluble resentments and entanglements for life after life.

Slowly, her eyes turned into a pair of gray eyes and blue pupils, and two lines of red blood tears flowed out from the corners of her eyes uncontrollably...

He endured it again and again, and learned from the pain, but in the end he stretched the arm holding the sword straight towards her, and with a "sudden" movement, he pierced the other person's heart in an instant...

By eating his heart and soul, ordinary people can live longer; demons and immortals can greatly increase their power... But the prerequisite is that he must be alive.

Watching helplessly, the "alpha wolf" standing at the front of the team fell down one after another, blood splattered, and died on the spot after a heart-rending scream... The remaining snow

The wolves are becoming more and more numerous, and one by one they are beginning to be hesitant, hesitant and timid!

Then, as the boy became more courageous as he fought, and the more he killed, the more skillful he became, and he moved forward bit by bit, and the snow wolves finally began to fall back under the pressure of his extremely powerful aura.

In an instant, everything went dark before his eyes. He was top-heavy and fell stiffly on the snow and blood mixed with white...

He held the dagger in his hand that was still dripping with wolf blood, and his face was pale with a faint greenish red.

It's just a pity that he didn't do that! On the contrary, he chose to take the initiative to kill himself and fight desperately with the snow wolves to save Jiu Xiaohan; this time, he caused a lot of trouble for himself

Disaster.

Finally, his fingertips touched it, but it only made it fall and move away from him faster.

Suddenly, the young man suddenly felt that he had a splitting headache, and even his internal organs and joints all over his body felt like they were being torn apart.

When he woke up, the young man was suddenly shocked to see a pair of big eyes that were clear and beautiful, but full of pain and despair.

With just these eyes, he recognized her, and subconsciously stretched out his arms, wanting to touch the person where those eyes were:

"Jing Chu! Finally, I see you again! Do you know how much I miss you!"

A bloody blue-branched flower fell into the endless stream of Wangchuan River at his feet, where black and red water waves rolled all the time...

"I will never forgive you for the rest of my life..."

It seemed that, at the same time, he also exuded the mixed aura of good and evil that spontaneously emerged from the bottom of his heart.

He was holding an ancient divine sword named "Gu Zhan" and looked at her with pitiful eyes for a long time, unwilling to move away.

Of course, due to the biological instinct to escape, the remaining wolves all understand that at this time, saving their lives is the last resort.

Haha... silently.

Therefore, if it were not for the purpose of keeping Jiu Xiaohan, a "hunting guard" of unknown origin alive, "Wolf Boy" would never have "made enemies" with the snow wolves so casually.

The final confrontation was no longer a fight to the death between him and them; rather, it was a "chilling" scene with blood splattered on the ground, no armor left behind, and no further trouble!

However, I am afraid that none of them could figure it out before they died:

However, now that he has dealt with more than half of them, and most of the remaining snow wolves seem to have no intention of escaping immediately.

"..."

As his body temperature cooled rapidly, the short-edged dagger in his hand fell down and was stuck in the deep snow beside his legs.

"I haven't completed the ultimate mission of this life yet! I haven't found her in the human world yet..."

How could a sick and disabled young man who was scarred, frail and frail at first glance turn into a mountain butcher with immense strength and superb wolf-hunting skills in an instant?

Then, he had absolutely no reason to let these unscrupulous guys go, who were still alive for the time being.

At this time, the young man was no less impressive, standing upright and resolute. His whole body was spattered with the blood of the previous snow wolves. The blood flowed downwards from his left wrist and dripped from the tip of the dagger tightly held in his palm.

On the snow on his side.

However, she actually didn't recognize him, her eyes were full of complex emotions, more of a strangeness and indifference.

It was as if once he looked away, he would never see her again. He knew very well that he was so reluctant to lose her again...

The dark eyes reflected the particularly fearful and vigilant figures of the remaining snow wolves on the opposite side.

Immediately, he could only watch helplessly as her desperate eyes of blood and tears continued to fall into the sky.

If the group of black wolves in the cave were originally the absolute rulers of this wild mountain; then, precisely because of this sudden heavy snowstorm, the group of snow wolves who had just come to attack them were

The wolves immediately turned against the guests and truly became the new overlords who easily "seized power and usurped the throne" in this winter that arrived a month early.

Standing in the middle of the blood-red snow, "Wolf Boy" gasped for air.

"Lan...Jingchu...!"

No matter how hard he tried to hold her back, he couldn't stop her from disappearing.

It seemed that he had completely changed. It seemed that during this fierce battle with the snow wolves, he had almost completely lost the dying sick and dead state in the cave.

Especially, under the premise that the black wolf monsters that he had raised with his heart, blood, flesh and blood for several months and used for self-defense were bombed and buried in the cave by Jiu Xiaohan...

At this moment when their lives are hanging by a thread, they all seem to have forgotten the most demon-inducing "strange fragrance" from Jiu Xiaohan that has been permeating the surroundings.

"I...where is this?"

At that moment, he seemed to have completely seen through it:

The corners of the "Wolf Boy's" mouth turned up slightly, but you couldn't tell that he was smiling.

The eyes that were originally clear and bright suddenly lost all their brilliance, filled with confusion and hatred that she had accumulated for seven lifetimes, but still only increased.

She just looked at him silently, without saying a word.

This place will always be his territory; and the living woman who is still breathing is also his. If any of them dare to touch a hair on her, he will kill her on the spot without a burial place!

The young man began to push them back step by step; his footsteps were firm and deep when falling, but light and powerful when rising.

She asked him in a cold tone:

"Who are you? How do you know my name?!"

After being silent for a long time, he sighed helplessly:

"That's all! It's okay if you don't remember! Otherwise, in the future, you will hate me even more, which will only increase your obsession and waste future generations!"

His back, full of black evil aura, stood in the white mist. Between his breaths, waves of white heat evaporated around him.

Before the five or six in the front row could react, almost in the blink of an eye, the boy had already disemboweled them by himself, and stacked their bodies with their stomachs broken, their spines broken, and their waists broken.

behind myself...

There, only his empty hands were left!

The kingly aura that filled the body of the "Wolf Boy" from the inside out seemed to be a bit more cold and biting than the cold winter north wind in the mountains and forests.

If he really did this, he wouldn't have allowed the demon energy and blood that he had suppressed for many days to regain control of his body and consciousness again!

"what happened?"

It's not like he didn't give them the chance to retreat and give up on their own to save their lives.

He called softly, and his magnetic voice was like the sound of nature, echoing in the boundless universe.

As a result, without any control, his whole body began to roll between heaven and earth.

The moment the sweat on his forehead seeped out of his skin, it was still carrying his body temperature; however, as the cold wind hit him, it quickly cooled into fine pieces of ice, sticking to his cheeks and hanging on them.

The temples suddenly became streaks of white frost.

Therefore, those who want to use him as a tonic must ensure that he is always alive, so that he can always get his living heart and soul.

This second round of killing seemed more hearty, decisive and joyful. In a life-and-death battle between him and multiple wolves, it was "either you die or you die"!

The shabby coat on the "Wolf Boy" has long lost its original color; it seems that the entire snow-white world between heaven and earth has been completely turned red by him.

As the invincible and invincible Divine Lord Liwu, he is like the "invincible wolf warrior" in the heaven. No demons or monsters have ever defeated him.

However, this was the only most complete "big defeat" among countless victories in his hundreds of thousands of years of life...

So what if I saved the entire world and protected all the creatures in the Eight Wastelands, Liuhe, Three Realms, and Seven Clans?

He alone failed her!

The seventh life of the hell-like Devil's Nest has passed.

However, five hundred years ago, his so-called sword act of sacrificing his life for righteousness and abandoning himself to save the common people left both himself and Lan Jingchu with eternal "pain"!

——It is the "pain" that is engraved into the bone marrow and heartbreaking.

(End of chapter)