"Silver-haired man?" Wolf Mo was startled, and said slightly between his eyebrows: "Why do you ask like that?" ”

Suddenly, looking at the wolf's eyes as sharp as a leopard, Reading was startled, and hesitated: "What, is there anything wrong with this silver-haired man?" ”

"When have you seen this silver-haired man?" Wolf Mo frowned.

Earlier, when I met the silver-haired man near the city gate. In the chest, the subtle and familiar aura will definitely not feel wrong, it is the power of the bloodline that belongs to the same origin of the ink wolf clan. However, he had never heard of a strange Ink Wolf clan wandering outside, what the hell was going on?

From Laurie's mouth, I know that the war between the Ink Wolf Clan and the Beamon Clan lasted for hundreds of years. In the end, because the Ink Wolf Clan was betrayed by the villain, the Beamon Clan gained the upper hand, and the Ink Wolf Clan was defeated and retreated, and there was not one out of ten clansmen. In the end, there were only a handful of people who actually escaped from Canterlot, among which Qingnan's branch had the largest number of people, and Laurie even said that this line was probably the only remaining member of the Ink Wolf Clan.

In the past, the Ink Wolf Clan, which dominated the Beast God Continent, was hunted and slaughtered by the Beamon Clan, and even the incense was almost wiped out. One can imagine how deep the hatred between these two races is. However, no matter how deep the hatred is, it can't withstand the ravages of the years, thousands of years have passed, and the hatred between the two races has disappeared, and of course, with the appearance of Ferret, this life-and-death hatred has revived again.

"Just now, at the entrance gate of Yanchengfang, he asked me to hand over this letter to you." Reading pulled a letter out of his sleeve and handed it to Wolf Mo. Speaking of which, he always felt that the man was familiar, and he was a stranger but there was a familiar smell. It's like a companion who has lived together for decades, with no head or tail, making it impossible to speculate.

Jiang Qing was surprised, locked her gaze on Diddison, and asked, "What's the matter with the silver-haired man?" ”

Wolf Mo Zhanxin looked at it seriously and ignored Jiang Qing's inquiry. After all, the information given in the letter was so shocking that he couldn't come back to his senses quickly, and even ignored the people and things around him.

"When I came over this morning, I bumped into Zhao Qi through the city gate. At that time, there was a silver-haired man sitting by the window on the second floor of a restaurant, and the demon lord said that the breath was very subtle, and he couldn't tell what was going on...... "Diddison told Jiang Qing in detail what happened in the morning. In fact, he himself was confused, and he couldn't understand the origin of the silver-haired man. However, the only thing that is certain is that Wolf Mo cares about the silver man very much.

"Subtle feelings?" Jiang Qing rubbed her jaw, and her gaze swept over Reading and landed directly on Wolf Bo. After being in the Beast God Continent for so long, she was somewhat familiar with the mysteries of the Beast God Continent, and when Wolf Mo mysteriously disappeared, Wolf Yan and Jiang Yao bluntly said that they could feel the breath of his survival, which was a mysterious thing in itself. Although father and son are by nature, however, this kind of thing is inseparable from blood in the final analysis.

"Clansmen?" Wolf Bo gently spat out two words.

Next to him, Wolf Mo had just folded the letter when he suddenly heard Wolf Bo say these two words. He was suddenly taken aback in his heart, thinking back to the time when he looked at the silver-haired man from afar at the city gate before, he felt that it was not a subtle induction between the same clan, he didn't think deeply at first, after all, he hadn't heard of other people from the Ink Wolf Clan besides the Wind Chasing Tribe, otherwise he would not subconsciously think deeply about the clansmen when he saw an unfamiliar face.

At this time, the wolf said.

He felt that it was very likely, and the thought that the person might be a lost clansman made Wolf Bo's cold heart burn up. This is good news for the Ink Wolf Clan, or for the Wind Chasing Tribe.

"I didn't think about it before. I suspect that the silver-haired man probably has the blood of the Ink Wolf Clan flowing through his body......" Wolf Mo said calmly, however, the fingers that pinched the letter and trembled slightly revealed the true thoughts in his heart at this moment.

Yubei, the clan where these forces gathered. There are tens of thousands of people in the clan at every turn, and compared to it, the number of the Ink Wolf Clan of the Wind Chasing Tribe is less than a hundred. It is an indisputable fact that not only the Ink Wolf Clan, but also other races in the Wind Chasing Tribe are also sparse and too shallow.

Therefore, when he learned that the silver-haired man might be a clansman, the wolf Mo, Wolf Bo, and Tal present were very excited, and the three of them had the blood of the ink wolf clan flowing on them, and the feeling of honor was the most profound.

"Can you find the man?" Wolf Bo said excitedly.

Wolf Mo said: "Don't worry, he asked me to go to Panjiang Tower at dusk tonight, and the truth of the matter will be known immediately." Then you and Tal will go with me to ......."

"Okay." Wolf Bo nodded cautiously, and it was difficult to hide the agitation in his eyes.

After chatting a few words, Taoyuan Pavilion couldn't settle down, so everyone went to the backyard to pack up their things, and followed Wolf Mo to Morocco's mansion in Shangyang City to settle down.

The matter of the clan surnamed Zhao has not been completely resolved, and Fei Lei and Xian Yumang believe that they will come to the door soon, although at this time, Wolf Mo wants to set aside time to talk to Jiang Qing. It's a pity that not only Jiang Qing didn't give face, but even Didison and Reading didn't give him a chance.

There are many things to do in Yubei, and time is pressing.

Wolf Mo looked at Jiang Qing's back, his face was so cold that he glared fiercely at the uninteresting Diddison and Redding. However, the two were indifferent, one insisted on summarizing the events in Morocco, and the other quickly told the bits and pieces of what had happened in Taoyuan in the past seven years.

made Wolf Mo's whole head big, but he couldn't refuse.

The corners of Jiang Qing's mouth were slightly hooked, and she held the hosta that wolf ink had carried with her for seven years in her hand, and slowly rubbed it. Above, there is still a vague smell of wolf ink, and the faint smell of grass is mixed with the fragrance of medicine.

This flavor belongs exclusively to wolf ink.

Bow your head and look at the hosta in your hand. Because of the perennial play and stroke, the edges and corners of the hosta have been smoothed, and they are no longer elegant and beautiful seven years ago. However, in Jiang Qing's eyes, this hosta is incomprehensible!

Just now, during the battle in Taoyuan Pavilion.

Wolf Mo suddenly stuffed this hosta into Jiang Qing's hand and didn't say anything. However, that handsome face was full of thousands of words, and there was still a warm breath of wolf ink palm in his hand.

Suddenly, Jiang Qing stood still.

Clenched the hosta in his hand, looked at the room where Wolf Mo and the others were, and said tenderly: "Wolf Mo, welcome back!" When the words fell, tears of joy slipped from the curtains of his eyes, slowly dripped down his white cheeks, and finally splashed tears on the ground.

At the same time, the wolf ink in the room seemed to feel something.

Raise your hand and caress your chest. It used to be a place where hostas were placed, and the cold face was a little soft, so it was nice to be able to stand under the same sky as you! It's nice to be able to see you at any time when you open your eyes!

Inside, Reading and Diddisson, who were arguing, fell silent. Looking up, looking at Wolf Mo silently looking at a place outside the door, Gao Lengjun's face gradually became warm, and he glanced at each other, and his tense mood unconsciously relaxed.

Note: At the end of the fifth watch, ask for a ticket!!