Is he still human, a human who is on the verge of losing almost all of his human characteristics?

All his current reactions were out of the wolf's instincts, and there was no need to imitate, let alone think, and he seemed to act faster than he thought. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Oss silently mourned in his heart, as if he was getting farther and farther away from the essence of humanity.

Hot! Hot! He's so hot!

His eyes were so green that they seemed to roll out of flames.

Hot! Hot! His tongue began to drip a viscous liquid.

Bursting emotions were ready to burst at any moment, his bloodthirsty fangs suddenly burst, and his hunger and thirst clouded his reason once more.

It was as if another flame was scorching in his body over and over again.

Hot! Hot! Hot! He's so hot that he's almost going crazy!

As far as the eye can see, there happens to be a mountain spring as blue as a chain in the field, the spring water is not deep, but it is colder than the ordinary pool water.

Os's figure flashed suddenly, his steps were light, and so was his running, and the next moment he was at the spring.

Oss touched the ground on all fours, and the next moment he stepped into it, the stream just reached the wolf's legs, and the spring water flowed coldly, and the piercing crispness of the bones contrasted sharply with the extreme heat of his body.

The feeling of coolness and exhilaration, instantly entered his brain, and it was the most enjoyable experience he had since he became a werewolf.

He suddenly wanted to run in the stream, and the next moment he did, and everywhere he went, he was startled by countless water foams, splashing on his face and body, and there was a kind of cold pleasure.

In the moonlight, the stream murmurs like a ribbon.

The heat slowly subsided from Oss's body, as if from the soaked mane dripping into the spring.

Finally, he went ashore drenched, and his body shook violently twice, and the water splashed everywhere from his thick mane, and most of the hair, which was still wet just now, had been dried by him.

Suddenly, Oss only felt a flower in front of him, as if a cloud of black gas had come out of his pupils, and his dark dark green wolf eyes gradually became lighter, and after a while, the wolf eyes actually returned to a purging purple, and became more and more transparent and clear.

But what followed was a heart-rending pain.

The huge giant wolf suddenly stretched his muscles, and the fierce wolf's eyes were full of forbearance and severe pain, and a tearing pain instantly swept through his whole body, and the sound of the wolf roar made people frightened.

The thick black hairs on the wolf's body gradually receded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the bones were newly spliced together, slowly transforming into slender and straight legs, the skin gradually glowed with a bronzed halo, and the lines of the chest muscles were as perfect as sculptures.

The night, the forest, the moon, the sparkling lake, this moment, for Oss himself, time seemed like a century had passed.

Until, his tall body fell straight to the ground, exhausted like a drained soul.

Overhead, the sky was like a cover, the stars were as vast as the sea, and the bronze body of Oschiluo lay on the vast grassland, the surrounding darkness was endless, and the earth was silent again.

Osru was reborn, and his meridians became stronger and stronger as steel under the tempering of poisonous spiders and werewolf serums, and under the warmth of the mermaid Jiaozhu, he returned to a tenacity that was enough to extend.

He opened his eyes, and gradually, the blurred world before him became clear.

Os's purple eyes were terrifyingly calm, and his smooth sculpture-like body slowly sat up, a strand of black hair falling down from it.

★★★★ The legend ★★★ of the mermaid in the parchment

As the night deepened, a cold mist slowly rose from the earth, and the silver moonlight leaked through the leaves of the sycamores, sprinkling light and shadows like snow.

The Motan Palace was silent and quiet, the candlesticks in the hall were swaying with candlelight, and under the candlelight, the tip of the pen crossed the thin parchment, making a soft rustling sound.

With just a few simple strokes, a woman's graceful figure is outlined, and what she is hidden in the water is a looming fishtail swept obliquely from the tip of the pen.

Time flows slowly in the hourglass, the figure composed of simple lines, with the continuous outline of the brush, the originally blank face, slowly outlined the slender eyebrows and large clear eyes, her small dimples ripple on the lips, pure and charming.

For a moment, the face with clear eyebrows jumped on the paper.

The nib of the pen suddenly stopped, and Sain pondered for a moment, then changed to another pen, the slender tip made of cinnabar, and gradually drew a red lip, with a sly smile on the lips.

A gentle night breeze came in through the window, and Sain's short hair fluttered lightly in the wind, and he pursed his thin lips lightly, looking at the person in the painting for a long time.

Under the half-light and half-dim candlelight, he sat alone at the ancient oak table, even his silhouette, his face was still unparalleled, with a fresh breath as light as ice and snow.

Time passed slowly, and the candlelight flickered, as if flashing with the brilliance of countless seven-colored lights.

In the mist, Sain seemed to smell a fragrant fragrance of flowers, which carried a faint sea breeze, like a heart and spleen.

Man'er was dressed in an elegant and noble red silk dress, and the ribbon around her waist hung on the ground like waves.

Man'er chiluo slowly stepped into the water with her white feet, until the cold lake water completely submerged her.

Sain's eyes suddenly brightened and were surprised.

The whole lake is as if nothing has happened, and the moonlight is reflected on the lake, quiet and distant.

Sain was isolated by the pool, and waited for a long time, but he still did not see any movement in the pool.

"If you don't show up again, I'll think you're drowning!"

His voice was soft and cold, and suddenly sounded in Lin Chuan Moon Valley, with an anxious tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, a straight line of water surged up in the center of the lake, and the water line was extremely fast, and it continued to rush forward.

After a while, the speed of the water wave slowed down significantly, and a string of bubbles bubbled up on the surface of the water......

Finally, the pale blue fishtail swayed shallowly in the water, and the mermaid gradually surfaced like a hibiscus out of the water, and the long pale golden hair behind it floated like life.

The moment she saw herself, a look of surprise and shame suddenly appeared on her dreamy face, and a faint flush crept up her cheeks.

Man'er swims freely in the water, and the bright red skirt swaying like a flower in the water, like a beautiful oil painting with bright colors.

"When have you ever heard that fish drown?" She asked a little sarcastically, her eyes like the morning light, stunning and gorgeous.

He coughed to hide his embarrassment, "I have very little experience in swimming, so ......" he shrugged with a light smile, "so I'm more worried about what danger you'll have!" ”

"If I knew there was no one else here, I would have brought Na'er here!" Man'er's smart eyes looked at the quiet Lin Chuan Moon Valley, and said with some regret.

He smiled disapprovingly, "I'm afraid there won't be a second person swimming here." ”

Man'er gently stirred the lake water with the tail of the fish, and asked with some confusion, "Is there any problem?" ”

"Don't you know...... This is a forbidden place for the healers? His voice was like the deep waters of a lake in winter, full of magnetism.