deceitful cultivator

Chapter 37
The moonlight was obscured by thick clouds, but the sky was not pure black, but revealed a deadly dark gray.

Inside the thatched cottage, Wang Wen woke up in a daze. He only felt chills all over his body, and his teeth chattered unconsciously.

He opened his eyes and looked at the situation, and found that tossing and turning during sleep kept his body away from the campfire, causing him to be terribly cold.

Wang Wen cursed secretly, squatting shivering by the campfire to keep warm.

The two pyrotechnic workers on watch at night glanced at Wang Wen, but they didn't have the strength to talk to him again.

Their eyes scanned the deep and infinite night vigilantly, but the visibility outside the house was only about ten meters away.

After Wang Wen recovered, he suddenly felt the urge to urinate, and couldn't help covering his stomach and walking towards the door.

Seeing this, Huogong quickly reminded: "Now you can't see your fingers outside, don't go too far."

"Understood, I'll go back as soon as I go."

Wang Wen moved the furniture away from behind the wooden door, and then stepped out of the thatched cottage.

His legs were shivering from the cold wind outside, and the wind was mixed with heavy moisture, piercing straight into his bones.

Wang Wen muttered a few times, and walked slowly to the grass not far away.

In this short distance, it seems to be isolated into a different world. The thin moonlight is covered by the shade of the trees, and it can't even penetrate at all.

His heart couldn't help beating wildly, and he hurriedly unbuttoned his belt.

The heat rises.

After releasing his hands, Wang Wen couldn't wait to run to the thatched cottage.

Seeing that he was about to step out of the grass, he suddenly tripped over a tree branch under his feet, rolled heavily several times, and accidentally fell to the bottom of the bushy hillside.

The most terrible thing was more than that, he found that the saber might have fallen into the grass where he relieved his hands.

Wang Wen wanted to speak out for help.

But he remembered that he was the oldest in the team, but he was embarrassed by his hands, and closed his mouth out of face.

He had no choice but to crawl towards the thatched hut in fear.

Let the thorns cut through the skin, and the tingling intensifies the fear.

What was originally a distance of more than ten meters in the daytime seemed out of reach in the dark.

After finally climbing up the hill, before Wang Wensong could take a breath, he suddenly felt a heavy panting sound coming from behind.

With a stiff expression, he looked out of the corner of his eye, only to see pairs of green eyes gradually approaching, it was the extremely hungry mountain wolves.

"what!!!"

The screams sounded, but it also stimulated the mountain wolves.

The strongest wolf among them rushed over, bit Wang Wen's thigh directly, and dragged him into the darkness.

The cunning of the mountain wolves was highlighted at this moment.

Instead of continuing to attack the thatched cottage, they retreated in an orderly manner, ready to wear down the strength of the rest of their prey.

Everyone in the thatched hut was awakened. They looked out of the window that had returned to silence, and were at a loss as to what to do.

Suddenly, the corner window was knocked open with a creaking sound.

They subconsciously turned their heads and found that the window was wide open, and Ren Qing, who was lying by the campfire, had long since disappeared.

In the dark night, Wang Wen tried to struggle, but then he felt the hot air exhaling from his ears, and he was immediately frightened and dared not move.

The head wolf didn't kill the prey, it ran to somewhere outside Pingdingshan Village with its mouth in its mouth.

After the alpha wolf stopped, Wang Wen, who was left behind, took a little breather.

The wolves neighed around him, as if they were waiting for something.

The thick cloud layer split a hole, through which the moonlight spilled down.

Wang Wen was so frightened by the scene in front of him that if he hadn't urinated before, he might have peed his pants.

The wolves took the initiative to make way for a path, and a thin and embarrassing beast walked in slowly.

The beast's front legs are short, and it can only walk with a limp.

But the wisdom in its eyes is not comparable to that of wild animals, and it is extremely greedy.

Wang Wen recalled the story he had heard from the mouth of the old Orion.

It is rumored that the beast is extremely smart, and it will hunt in partnership with wolves, usually lying on top of wolves because of its inconvenient legs and feet.

Once they work together, the wolves will be as orderly as an army.

What frightened Wang Wen the most was that the beast had an eyeball on its chin, and would lick it with its tongue from time to time.

The moonlight was shrouded in darkness again, and fell into the boundless darkness again.

The wolves gradually approached.

Wang Sheng knew that the beast wanted to take his life, but before he could resist, the four mountain wolves bit his limbs.

The beast sniffed the scent lightly, then put its paws on Wang Sheng's abdomen, intending to eat the freshest internal organs first.

Wang Wen's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly remembered the corpse he saw when he left Sanxiang City. The similar knife wounds on his body were very similar to those of a beast.

There was a desperate whimper in his throat, his claws had pierced his skin, blood was gradually oozing out, and he thought he was about to die.

At this time, the wind was blowing head-on.

The crisp sound of swords being unsheathed sounded, and the wolves took a step back in an orderly manner.

Wang Wen couldn't see the movement in the darkness, but before his eyes, there was a flash of a knife like a full moon, followed by the sound of the knife being put into its sheath.

The heads of the mountain wolves that were biting his limbs fell neatly from their necks.

Ren Qing's double pupils locked on the beast that was trying to escape, and he squatted down to gather strength.

Dirt splashed.

His feet landed two shallow pits on the spot.

Clang! ! !
The Damiao knife was unsheathed again, Ren Qing jumped up, and the blade naturally pierced the body of the beast from top to bottom.

When Ren Qing landed, he kicked Wang Wen unconscious with his feet to prevent him from running around.

However, he didn't hold back his strength a little, causing Wang Wen to roll a few meters.

As the beast died, the surrounding mountain wolves woke up like a dream, and wanted to fight back but found that there was no trace of Ren Qing.

The waning moon revealed that Ren Qing was standing on the branch of the giant tree.

He looked around and found no trace of Song Rong, so he turned his attention back to the mountain wolves.

Just a mere beast.

Take it easy.

The giant tree seemed to be hit hard, and the leaves fell like raindrops.

Moonlight, fallen leaves, knife light.

Ren Qing tossed and turned in it.

He seemed to be one with the darkness. Every time he swung the knife, the head of a mountain wolf was cut off, and the smell of blood permeated the air.

It makes the beasts that travel at night approach instinctively.

Ren Qing shook off the blood on the blade, retracted the scabbard, grabbed Wang Wen, and collected some wolf blood with his different mouth.

Langyan could only reluctantly give up. After all, the gouged corpse was too obvious, Song Rong might notice something strange, and there was no extra space in the strange stomach.

Then he disappeared in a few flashes.

But for the beasts vying for the corpses of the wolves, another fierce battle ensued.

Everyone in the thatched hut was ready to go. They used wooden sticks as torches and planned to chase them out to rescue Wang Wen and Ren Qing.

Just when they were about to leave the house, they saw a figure approaching.

Carrying the unconscious Wang Wen on his shoulders, Ren Qing quickly walked back to the thatched cottage.

The rest of the people looked at him with incredulous eyes.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Help Wang Wen bandage the wound. I have herbs in my package."

"Oh oh oh..."

Xiao Wu hurriedly took over Wang Wen's body. Most of the latter's injuries were cut in the bushes.

The wounds left by the wolves on Wang Wen, who barely resisted, were not obvious.

The main reason why he passed out was the large swelling on his forehead...

(End of this chapter)