From the day Momiji Village was destroyed, Xiang Xuehai has always had a sense of powerlessness, and the powerlessness is very annoying. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info has always been someone else protecting Xiang Xuehai, the old dean, Kados, Freya, Shura, Ellis......

Tonight, for the first time, Xiang Xuehai took on the responsibility of protecting others, and Xiang Xuehai liked this responsibility very much. can protect others, because he has the power to protect others, Xiang Xuehai longs for power.

Only strength can avenge your family and protect the people you care about.

The destruction of Red Leaf Village doomed Xiang Xuehai to be unable to become a coquettish little girl hiding under the wings of others. Because she has a responsibility, a duty of revenge.

Maybe it's a bit funny to say revenge to a monster who doesn't even know what it is, but since he saw the sky-high fire in Red Leaf Village, that fire seems to have ignited a certain emotion in Xiang Xuehai's heart, that is, revenge, and even Xiang Xuehai doesn't understand whether the hatred in his heart is against that monster.

It always felt like something was stirring in my head, and that thing was conveying some message in a scattered way, revenge, power, responsibility......

The darkness had seen the source of those sounds, and a large group of galvanic wolves rushed into the valley with a roar. Most of these group of wind wolves were third-level and fourth-level demonic beasts, and the leader was a much taller wind wolf, with shiny cyan hair and a handful of golden hair on his forehead.

This is a sixth-level demonic beast, the leader of the wind wolf, this kind of demonic beast can only grow to the fifth level under normal circumstances, and only the royal bloodline with a golden retriever on the forehead can evolve to the seventh-level demonic beast.

Wang Yiwolf took the lead, rushed into the gourd valley, turned a blind eye to the fire that ordinary demonic beasts avoided, and when he passed by the fire, he gently kissed Vasily on the neck, a kiss of ecstasy. Vasily's head hung limply, and blood spurted from his neck, like his favorite red wine, red and dazzling.

The king seemed to be dismissive of Vasily's death, and without stopping to admire the masterpiece, he passed over the gradually falling Vasily. The Tempest Wolves followed the king's figure, stepped over Vasily, and flattened the delicate flask.

There is a little headache in the dark night, not the king of the headache wind wolf, the sixth-level demonic beast has not been placed in the eyes of the dark night. But it's not a sixth-level demonic beast that is facing it, there is a group of demonic beasts behind it, which is a headache.

I have to fight with a headache, and there is no way out. Behind is the Holy Maiden of Freya and the sea of fragrant snow that is even more mysterious than the Holy Maiden, and the dark night does not dare to let the wind wolves go. Dark Night held the short sword firmly in his right hand, and the fighting intent in his heart rose, without it, only death.

One person and one sword met the wolves in the dark night, the king was worthy of being the king, instinctively felt the danger of this person, and did not personally meet the night and give it a kiss. Instead, he swept the formation on the side, and swept the formation for the younger brothers, and there were many of the king's younger brothers, so he sent a few to try the depth of this person first.

Five sturdy wind wolves surrounded the night, and this was preparing to encircle the night. Passive defense is not the style of the dark night, the figure of the dark night is as fast as a frightening glance in the firelight, the short sword is lightly clicked a few times, like a meteor across the night sky, the dark night has already killed the wolves, and the five wind wolves behind them have blood spurting blood on their necks, and the blood of the wind wolves is also red and bright like red wine.

In an instant, he killed five wolves in a row, and his figure flew around in the wolves, always skillfully avoiding the fangs of the wind wolf, swinging sword after sword, if the person is flying, the sword is like a meteor, the blood is splashing, and the wail of the wind wolf, a good dance of killing.

The night is flying, the blood is flying, there is the blood of the wind wolf, there is also the blood of the dark night, the red and bright are flying in the night, and the afterglow of the fire is full of enchantment.

The night kills rise, the whole body is full of blood, and he is completely intoxicated with the killing.

The eyes of the dark night are intoxicated, the blood of the dark night belongs to killing, and the dark night has a killing heart.

Dark Night forgot that there was a pack of wind wolves in front of him, and the king who was watching. The king seized a fleeting opportunity, which could not even be said to be an opportunity. Through a long period of observation and the experience gained from the blood of his younger brothers, Wang pounced hard and used his tried and tested tricks.

Between the lightning and flint, the king will kiss the throat of the night. Years of cultivation and the instinct between life and death prompted the dark night to twist his body and let it pass the soft throat. The king kissed the back of the night, and Bai Sensen's teeth gently tore at a large piece of flesh.

The delicious meat, but the king did not have the heart to enjoy it, and took advantage of the moment when the dark night was injured, and once again used the speed of the wind to kiss the throat of the dark night. The wind wolf is a monster that is known for its speed, the wind attribute, the wolf in the wind, walking with the wind, and in the dark night that has not yet adjusted, he is about to be kissed by the king.

With a kiss to eliminate his soul, the dark night was in mid-air, and there were several wind wolves around him who locked all his retreats, and there was no way to retreat, but to wait for death. Although he is unwilling, he can only wait for death.

The vicious waves that erupted from the king's mouth had already warmed the soft throat of the dark night, and the next time was to let the blood vent. The king's mouth finally kissed the throat of the dark night, and there was not a trace of pain.

The night felt that something was wrong, and the king of the wind wolf only kissed it gently, but did not feel the chill of his teeth. When did the king become so gentle? On closer inspection, there was a small hole in the king's throat, and blood spurted out of the hole, like a bloody arrow, spraying the night in the face.

Dark Night knew that his family was coming, and he saved himself at the last moment. Now is not the time to be thankful, for though the king is dead, there are still large flocks of galvanic wolves. The king's death is a double-edged sword, which can both break the fighting spirit of the wolves and make the wolves of the wind hug together and fight the enemy.

Although Dark Night was injured, it did not affect his skills and fighting spirit, and the same scars were all over his body. Night slipped out of the king's body, pale hands clenched at the daggers, and continued to fight the wolves.

With the snow-white sword light and the cold water arrows, the wolves fell one by one, gradually losing their fighting spirit. Without a king, the wind wolves can only end up in a rout. The remnants of the wind wolves whined "woo-woo-woo...... to the king, and then turned around and retreated.

There is also a possibility that the scattered Wind Wolf will make a comeback, and only the dead Wind Wolf is a good baby. Freya, who had just rescued the night from under the mouth of the Wolf King, unleashed the water-based ultimate move "Water Summoning - Ten Thousand Arrows Piercing the Heart", which is a powerful large-area strike spell in water-based magic.

It was no longer a water arrow, a full ninety-nine water arrows appeared between heaven and earth, fully covering the fleeing wind wolves, these third- and fourth-level wind wolves were hit by Freya's water arrows, and the water arrows gently sank into their bodies.

None of the galvanic wolves escaped this intimate contact, and the king was finally no longer alone, and the younger brothers were loyal and came to accompany the boss forever with the consciousness of death.