"When did you become interested in these?" Listening to the voice in his head, Mo Ling subconsciously raised his eyebrows. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"No, I just heard someone talking about the wolf totem, and I'm going to see if it's what I thought it would be, so I can test some of my conjectures. Ziyu hurriedly explained, from the voice, Mo Ling could imagine how anxious the little person in the space was, so he followed her wish, and he also wanted to see what made her so excited.

When Wang Lin saw Mo Ling coming, the whole person became even more shy, grabbed the clothes and wanted to put them on quickly, but fortunately Zhou Fanfan stopped her: "Wait first, let Amo take a look, so that she can also envy and envy." ”

Mo Ling also walked closer, looking at Wang Lin's smooth and beautiful back, there is indeed a palm-sized tattoo, just embedded in the middle spine of the left and right fan bones, the tattoo is very exquisite, it is a silver wolf lying on its side, the most conspicuous thing is a pair of wings raised on its back, mysterious and noble, as if it is about to break free from the flesh and skin, and become true.

But there is one thing that makes Mo Ling puzzled, that is, this silver wolf, which was supposed to spread its wings, closed its eyes tightly, as if it was asleep.

Wang Lin is very petite and weak, wearing a pair of rough-framed eyes, which is inconspicuous in the crowd, and basically ignores her existence without paying attention, but now, Mo Ling can no longer look at her with the same eyes as before, just because there is a sentence in his mind: "Sure enough, the wolf prophet ......"

"How did you get this tattoo?" Mo Ling asked softly to the very shy girl in front of him.

"This ......" Wang Lin bit her lip and struggled with embarrassment, and finally mustered up the courage to look at Mo Ling's eyes: "This is not a tattoo, it's a birthmark, do you believe it?"

"How is it possible, how can there be a birthmark like this?" Before Mo Ling could speak, Zhang Lan on the side shouted first.

"Yes, Wang Lin, if you don't say it, forget it, as for deceiving people? Yingzi also followed there to talk.

Listening to the strange tone of the two of them, Wang Lin retorted once: "What is brought out from the mother's womb, what is it called if it is not called a birthmark?"

"Cut, who believes, don't you just want to make yourself unique? Zhang Lan looked disdainful.

"I believe it. Mo Ling's faint words made the two of them shut up.

"Put it on first. Facing Wang Lin's grateful gaze, Mo Ling handed over the camouflage jacket.

"Thank you, thank you......" Wang Lin grabbed it and thanked him in his mouth.

Mo Ling walked out of the room, carefully sorting out the information he had just received.

When Ziyu said the wolf prophet, Mo Ling also came into contact with that mysterious race.

In ancient times, there was a moon worship clan, good at driving beasts, with the wolf as the emblem, the most respected person in the clan, since childhood carrying the silver wolf totem, regarded as the wolf prophet, the prophet knows all things ancient and modern, leading countless foreign people to covet, but the prophet is like the sun and the moon change, there is only one person in a lifetime, its ability is against the sky, with its sin, under the competition of the big clan to the moon worship tribe Ding is scarce, gradually declining, and then returned to the mountains and forests, I don't know where to go.

Ziyu didn't expect that the disappeared Moon Worship Clan not only survived in the long river of history, but the wolf prophet that everyone was fighting for was still close at hand.

"I didn't see anything different about her?" Mo Ling asked, not because she didn't believe Ziyu's words, but because the girl was really too ordinary.

"You didn't notice any difference in her?" Ziyu snorted coldly: "People have found out that you are different, otherwise why do you keep following you?"

"What does this mean?" Mo Ling leaned against the wall and listened patiently to Ziyu's explanation, but when he touched the cold wall behind him, he chuckled in his heart, wiped it on the wall, and found that his hands were stained with some sticky water stains, and he couldn't help but wonder a little, could it be that this room was already damp to the point of water seepage?

"I see that the silver wolf's eyes have not yet opened, which means that this little girl's prophetic ability has not been stimulated, but it should also have some prophetic ability, which is the sixth sense that this world often says, she chooses to follow you, it should be a premonition......"

Ziyu's words interrupted Mo Ling's thoughts, allowing her to return to this topic that she was currently more interested in: "Is the wolf prophet really that powerful......?

"You have to worry about this, everything in the world, the cycle of life and death, has its own fixed number, not every generation of prophets are so powerful, more are ordinary people who do nothing and do not stimulate their abilities until death, even if they are lucky enough to stimulate their abilities, most of them die early, and they can't see through their own future when they look at people and things. If you touch the veins of the earth, you will have to bear its turbidity. ”

"Then I still hope that this Wang girl will be an ordinary person......" Mo Ling has never believed in fate, and he doesn't need to do anything to pave the way for his future, just go forward, she will punch the bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods in her way, this prophet doesn't matter if it exists or not.

"Also, it's not interesting to follow the script. Ziyu also agreed with Mo Ling's opinion, didn't the huge groups of people who competed for the wolf prophet also slowly disappear into the long river of history, leaving no trace?

When she came to the hall, there was already a fire in the middle, Qu Ying'er was adding some wet wood to it, so as to continue the burning time of the fire, when she looked up and saw Mo Ling coming out, her eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth showed a hint of praise: "Miss Mo, this dress suits you very well." ”

"People are good-looking, and they can wear whatever they want. Mo Ling nodded at her in greeting, but the words that came out of his mouth made her feel chest tight.

"Huh. Qu Ying'er handed her a cup of hot tea, and only replied in a half-ring: "It turns out that Miss Mo is also joking." ”

"What a joke? I've always told the truth. Mo Ling was puzzled, that expression didn't look like a fake.

"I'll go, are you talking about it? Miss Ben is as beautiful as a flower, handsome and chic, don't dare to say that, where do you get your confidence?" Qu Ying'er exploded, in terms of appearance, no matter how stable a woman is, she will mind very much.

"Are you male or female?Are you sure you used the adjective correctly?" Mo Ling raised his eyebrows, he was as beautiful as a flower and could still be used, what the hell is he who is handsome and chic?

"So what, men can flirt with cute girls, women can be ice men, why can't the captain eat both men and women?" Qu Ying'er knew that she had used the wrong word, but she still made it up without blushing and her heart beating.

"It's good if you're happy. Mo Ling didn't care, and made it up as she wanted.

"You will be beaten with this attitude......" Qu Ying'er was speechless, just like a heavy punch on cotton.

"You can't beat me anyway. Mo Ling pointed out a fact.

“…………………… You win."