Chapter 3: Who I Am

[[[cp|w:210|h:140|a:c|u:/chapters/201411/20/33342786355209321153]]] blood quickly flowed down the fangs into the mouth of the wind wolf at the bite of the arm muscles, and the blood and sweetness suddenly made the wind wolf furious, and kept violently shaking his body and tearing the man's muscles. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

said that it was too late, and that was fast, although the middle-aged man was attacked by the wind wolf and his actions were a little sluggish, but he was not afraid of danger, and he still did not wait for the attack of the other wind wolf, and slashed through the belly of the wind wolf that was still biting his arm with lightning speed. Blood splattered, and the sharp knife cut a huge hole in the wind wolf's abdomen without hindrance, and in an instant, the blood poured out, and the large intestine was exposed, and after a while, the wind wolf let go of its big mouth with a whining and wailing, and then fell to the ground and died.

At this moment, the wind wolf, who was about to rush forward, suddenly stopped when he saw this scene, stared fiercely at the middle-aged man in front of him, and then raised his head to the sky and howled, as if remembering the companion who had just died, and then turned around and fled.

"Hmph, I still want to escape" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, carried a big knife, and rushed to the wind wolf in front of him who was trying to escape, not caring at all about the few terrible blood holes on his arms.

Probably because of the man's anger, although the wind wolf ran desperately this time, whenever he was about to get rid of the man, he would turn his head and find him in his field of vision. Perhaps this made the wind wolf gradually frightened, and after a turn and then it didn't take long to run, he got into a hole in the dirt and didn't dare to come out.

The middle-aged man soon followed, holding a large knife, standing by the edge of the cave, and roaring, "Beast! Get out of here! ’

In this way, one person and one wolf were stalemate for a long time, the middle-aged man had no choice, the soil hole was too deep, it was difficult to catch the wind wolf, and the wind wolf did not have the courage to fight, and he hid in the hole for a long time and did not dare to come out.

Just when the middle-aged man felt that his arm was bleeding too much and fainted, he just wanted to go back, he heard some movement in the soil cave, and what happened next surprised him. When the wind wolf had fully pushed out the man, he let out a low howl of weakness and immediately went back in, it turned out that the wolf wanted to hand over his prey as a sign of mercy and life.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately withdrew the big knife, and then slowly moved to the naked man's side, then squatted down, and put his right hand on his neck vein, "There is still breathing!" ”

Three days later

In a dilapidated farmhouse in a small town, a man suddenly screamed and sat up from his bed. The man's cry startled the boy on the side, but the boy immediately showed a smile and ran out excitedly, shouting as he ran: "Grandpa, that little brother is awake, grandpa, that little brother is awake!" After a while, I saw the boy walk into the room with a burly middle-aged man holding gauze in his left hand, and walked in front of the young man, the middle-aged man looked at the young man on the bed and said, "You are very injured, don't sit up, lie down" said and helped the young man to lie down slowly.

After watching the young man lie down, the middle-aged man continued: "How did you meet the wind wolf, these injuries on your body don't look like they were done by the wind wolf, where are you from?。。。。。。 ”

Faced with a series of questions from the middle-aged man, the young man just shook his head vigorously. Seeing this, the middle-aged man frowned and continued: "In Xia Qi Zhongtian, I don't know your honorable name?" ”

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, the young man also frowned, his expression was painful as if he was recalling something, and finally said slowly, "Who am I?" ”

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