Rebirth of the best waste material

Chapter 283
The lone wolf paused, and then smiled bitterly: "From now on, I will never like anyone again." When the voice fell, his body also fell, Yin frowned slightly, and a tear fell into his hair , and finally disappeared, she knew that this included her.

There is no emotion, no all-night carnival, the lone wolf has no feelings for Yin, so naturally he has no feelings, he just regards it as completing the task, and withdraws after only one time, he sleeps with his back to her all night, as if nothing happened It happened, and it seems that nothing can go back.

His back, lonely and sad, seemed to have a heavy pain, the kind of sorrow that penetrated into the bone marrow, and entangled him firmly.

In fact, the lone wolf did not fall asleep until dawn. He did not sleep for a long time when he was woken up again. He was not happy and his tone was a little impatient. Are there any rules!"

The visitor immediately knelt down, choked with sobs and said, "Young Master Lone Wolf, it's not good."

The lone wolf frowned: "What's the matter?" After he finished speaking, he felt no one was around, and asked, "Where's the sound?"

"Young master, Yin she..." The visitor bit his lip and cried, "Young master, Yin threw himself into the lake."

When the lone wolf heard this, he lost all sleepiness immediately, turned over and landed on the ground, and quickly stepped forward to drag the person up: "What did you say!"

"Young master, when we found out, Yin had already passed away, and he had already consulted Master Gu for instructions. Master Gu said that Yin belonged to you, and it is up to you to decide how to deal with the funeral."

The lone wolf took two steps back, roaring with red eyes, "Take me, take me to see her."

"Yes!"

By the lake, several people stood with their heads bowed. In front of them lay a woman in a red robe. Her complexion was as pale as white paper. There was no trace of blood in her mouth, and there was a faint smile on her face. It seemed that death was for her. , is a kind of relief, or in other words, she is willing to die.

The lone wolf hurried forward, knelt on the ground and hugged Yin in his arms. Seeing this, the others also knelt down one after another.

After stretching out his hand to pin the hair on her cheek, Lone Wolf had mixed feelings in his heart. This was his first woman, and he even thought that she would be the last, because the moment he stepped into the door last night, he decided In addition to not liking anyone anymore, naturally, including her.

Maybe he won't touch her again, but he promised that he would never abandon her in his life.

"Yin, you are really stupid." He rubbed her cold cheeks without hesitation, his eyes were reddish, and she shed a teardrop for her. Perhaps, as long as there was this teardrop, Yin would be satisfied, but in the end, She didn't see it.

A light kiss fell on her cold lips, he had never touched her lips last night, but today it has become an eternity.

One of them knelt and walked to Lone Wolf's side, and asked cautiously: "Master Lone Wolf, please give me condolences, Yin's funeral still needs to be dealt with by you, please show me."

The lone wolf closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Cremate it, and bury it in the apricot forest in the back mountain."

Everyone's heart trembled suddenly, and they bowed their heads in response.

The apricot forest in the back mountain is used by the owner of the valley to bury himself, and it will also be used as the burial place of the master in the valley. To bury Yin in the apricot forest undoubtedly recognizes her identity. The funeral must naturally follow the etiquette of the master. Rich burial.

After Yin's funeral, Lone Wolf also left. This time, he didn't know when he would come back again.

The European night brings a chill, attacking the boys and girls who are camping in the wild and enjoying the carnival. Passing through the camping area, there is a forest shrouded in darkness. It is said that there are wild beasts in this forest, and many of them have died. People are gone, so basically no one will come here to die.

However, foreigners think that they are the bravest, so camping not far from the forest is a common occurrence. As long as you don't get close to this forest, no one will die.

A group of six people, Yi Xiu was at the front, and the other five followed him, step by step into the depths of the forest.

The surrounding trees began to shake, and there seemed to be a bloodthirsty smell in the cold wind, but in an instant, the six people were surrounded by pairs of green eyes.

The mad ghost snorted disdainfully: "There are just a few of them here, and Poxue of our family can handle them all by himself. There is no room for us to make a move."

The few wolves mentioned by the madman, at least there were hundreds of them, but the six tacitly agreed that only Po Xue was left behind, and the others turned into a cloud of dust and disappeared in the same place in an instant. At the same time, hundreds of wild wolves He jumped towards Poxue Lingkong, this is not a werewolf, but a real pack of wolves that only kill.

Po Xue's eyes flickered, and a snowflake seemed to flash in her bright black eyes. It was astonishingly beautiful. Her white skirt was swaying in the cold wind. She waved her hand casually. The last second was still a green forest, and the next In a second, it turned into a snow-covered world of ice and snow, and even the trees were covered with a layer of white.

In the blink of an eye, the pack of wolves seemed to be burying her under the mouths of wolves full of stench.

Poxue's face was calm, she didn't even move the corner of her mouth, as if the huge pack of hundreds of wolves were just small snowballs, they couldn't do any harm to her.

With a flick of a finger, life is in her hands. Her hands seem to assimilate with the white snow and become as white as snow. The white dress also seems to have turned into a snow skirt, and pure white and flawless snowflakes are constantly flying down.

What kind of picture was that? Maybe even these beasts were stunned. Time stopped suddenly at this second, and the wolves rushing towards them also stopped in mid-air. Only Poxue controlled this side. pure land.

There was finally a little sound in the space that had not changed at first. It seemed to be the sound of snowflakes congealing, like the sound of people holding snow in their hands and slowly squeezing it, and the sound of snowflakes colliding with snowflakes.

Poxue's small face was raised slightly, and a playful smile jumped to the corner of his mouth. The wolves that were parked in mid-air slowly turned into snow at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like the magic hand of an artist, carving out A vivid snow wolf.

With a wave of her arm, the white skirt swayed, and the world of ice and snow disappeared in a blink of an eye. Only the snow wolf standing in mid-air could prove that it did exist. Po Xue walked deeper into the forest, and her back disappeared. At the same time in the dark night, the white wolf parked in mid-air also landed and shattered into piles of white snow, which would turn into puddles of water after a while, and finally disappeared in the forest.

On the other side, the dust was flying and gathering, and except for the broken snow, five people appeared in front of a village shrouded in darkness. This place was like another world. The houses in the village were all the oldest buildings in Europe. It belongs to the old castle behind the village, which stands tall and luxurious like a king's castle.

Le Ji frowned and looked at the madman, and scolded: "Madman, what is your expression?"

The madman shook his head: "I just care about Liao Chen turning us into dust at every turn."

(End of this chapter)