It's wolf howling again.

Even if he has already walked to the territory of the imperial capital, Mu Bing can still hear the wolf howl every night, like a desperate death, reminding Mu Bing all the time that he is following him.

Two days later, it was the wedding of the prince Tuo, but Mu Bing was delayed for so long because of the bad weather when he came down from the plateau. It should be a proud thing to receive a handwritten invitation letter from the prince, but Mu Bing had the audacity to drag it out for so long. I'm afraid that I won't be able to rush to the imperial capital until the wedding day, how can Mu Bing be cheeky to go to the prince and say that he is late?

Thinking of this, Mu Bing sighed, and even thought about turning around and going back to the grassland, where it belonged to him.

"Woohoo......"

Damn wolf, can't you stop for a moment? Mu Bing's horse was tethered to a tree on the side of King's Road, his horse was the best horse in their tribe, and even if he saw a pack of wolves, he would not be the slightest bit timid, but today it moved its hooves restlessly, as if dancing on a red-hot soldering iron.

"Don't be afraid. Mu Bing stepped forward to comfort his horse, in the grassland, it is the rightful king of horses, but as soon as the plateau is reached, the king of horses becomes a coward, and every night when the wolf howls is not very peaceful.

Mu Bing stroked the mane on the horse's neck, and the horse suddenly raised its hooves and neighed in fear. Mu Bing finally noticed something unusual, looked into the darkness, and saw a pair of green eyes!

Wolf!

These eyes are so familiar that when all the wolves arrive at night, their eyes will become like this, like two ghost fires, burning faintly. Who knew that this wolf was not afraid of Mu Bing at all, but walked out of the grass step by step. No wonder Mu Bing has always been able to hear the wolf howling, it turns out that there is a wolf that has always been so close to him.

The silhouette of a lone wolf appeared in front of Mu Bing's eyes, and the firelight illuminated his appearance. Mu Bing looked at the wolf incredulously, with shiny fur, eyes full of coldness, and most importantly, the scar on his nose.

"Warwick?" Mu Bing still clearly remembers that when he was a child, the wolf born with him had already hunted once, and was kicked in the nose by an antelope, and almost died directly. Mu Bing was also ill because of his injury, so he could only lie in bed and dream all the time. Fortunately, Warwick held on later, and his body got better little by little, and the miraculous thing is that with Warwick's body getting better, Mu Bing's body began to slowly get better, and the final result was naturally a man and a wolf.

The lone wolf in front of him didn't speak, his eyes were staring at Mu Bing, Mu Bing hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to look at him......

"Useless humans. An indifferent voice sounded in Mu Bing's mind, startling Mu Bing. He looked around in horror, but all that was left to him was endless darkness and the chirping of insects. Mu Bing had no choice but to put his gaze back on Warwick's eyes and asked incredulously, "Are you talking to me?"

"Could it be your stupid horse?" Warwick said this, and Mu Bing clearly saw the corners of the young wolf king's mouth raise a mocking arc.

"So I'm really able to communicate with animals? can I do my horse?" Mu Bing actually always knew that he could communicate with other animals, and he even experimented with it himself, summoning his mount more than once, or his sheepdog, or even the head of the flock.

Although they could always come to Mu Bing's side quickly after being summoned by Mu Bing, Mu Bing knew that it was only because he was their master and got along with them day and night. This is the first time I have really communicated with them.

"Am I really a descendant of the elves on the snowy mountains?" Mu Bing was secretly happy in his heart, for the plateau people, the elves were a symbol of identity, like a god-like existence.

The wolf king's disdainful voice continued to sound in Mu Bing's mind, "You think you are descendants of the gods, is it because your ancestors never told you who gave them this ability to communicate with animals, if they claim to be elves, then we should be gods above elves?"

"What do you mean......"

"That's right, there is no elven race at all, and the blame is only for the first wolf god who chose to believe in you humans and choose to live in symbiosis with you. So you have imprisoned our wolf god in the flesh of your humans like all animals, and you claim to be elves, but you hide the fact that all your abilities come from us!"

"The ability to communicate with animals...... Did you teach us?" Mu Bing was shocked, from childhood to adulthood, the information he received was that the elves on the snowy mountain had the ability to communicate with animals, the goshawks were their eyes, and the wolves were their legs. Mu Bing has always been proud of being an elf, because what he has will be the ability to command all animals, just imagine, a command to make all animals rush up, this feeling is simply much more domineering than commanding humans like himself.

But why is it in Warwick's eyes...... Humans are an ungrateful bunch of people who have been taught by wolves and eagles how to communicate with animals, but who have learned "self-taught" how to enslave them and turn their respectable teachers into their own subordinates......

"There are only wolves, no eagles. Warwick corrected, "Only our wolf god has the ability to communicate with all things, and in front of the wolf god, the eagle is just flying meat." ”

"Why did you choose me...... Mu Bing had never hated the identity of the elves so much.

"I don't want to choose you, I don't want to choose anyone, I am, the wolf king of the Gerry grassland. It is you who do have the blood of those elves, and humans have made a contract with us, no matter how thin the blood of the offspring is, as long as they can be born at the same time, then there will be a connection between humans and our wolves. To put it bluntly, it is the curse that you humans have imposed on us, and the most infuriating thing is that I can't even kill you, because if I kill you, I can't live alone. ”

"Can I break this contract?"

"No, unless one of us dies, then both of us will die, and the contract will expire and our lives will die. Warwick walked up to Mu Bing, and the distance between a man and a wolf could be heard breathing. Even if it was a human, Mu Bing could feel that Warwick must be the most heroic horse in the wolf pack, and he couldn't hold back for a while, and reached out to touch Warwick's head.

The wolf king immediately took a step back, "I'm not a dog! Mu Bing! I'm the wolf king of the Gerry grassland!"

"Why did you come out and tell me this at this time?" Mu Bing smiled wryly, and turned the topic away.

"Because I'm going to take you to the imperial capital, come up. After speaking, the wolf king lay down in front of Mu Bing and motioned for him to sit up.

"Are you sure?, the wolf king of the Gerry steppe?"

"I can also bite your horse to death first, leaving you with no choice. The wolf king made a threat, and Mu Bing's horse seemed to understand, and once again tried to flee desperately.

Helpless, Mu Bing had no choice but to get on Warwick's back, King Kang was extremely strong, and Mu Bing didn't show any discomfort after sitting on it. Then the wolf king began to run, and rushed to the King's Avenue with a light leap. Mu Bing looked back at his horse and found that it was being driven by several wolves following Mu Bing.

The sky was slightly bright, the sun slowly rose from the east, Mu Bing was surprised to find that there were actually more than a dozen wolves behind him, and after careful identification, he found that they were actually wolves on the Gerry grassland. But it's right to think about it, wherever the wolf king goes, there will be wolves.

The sun struggled out of the unseen edge of the clouds, and the wolf king roared and plunged headlong into the forest.