Chapter 319: Three Wolves (II)
"You dare to kill our brother, and the white wolf will also die at your hands, right?" The fire wolf stared at Mei Xue, who was dressed in white, and the temperature of his whole body began to rise abnormally, and even the ground under his feet was about to melt.
"He's right, be careful." The ice wolf remained calm, only approaching the twisted muscles to reveal his mood.
"Quack." The gray wolf, who had lost his human form, tore off the last piece of flesh, and then appeared in front of the ice wolf and the fire wolf in a flash.
If you are not a member of the Seven Wolves, you can't understand the special affection between them.
The seven of them, except for the leader of the red wolf whose race is unknown, the remaining six are mixed with the blood of the wolf clan's monsters, which is the so-called half-demon.
This kind of physique makes them particularly easy to lose control and enter a state of madness when fighting, so even in the bloody Western battlefield, few people dare to join them, and they are all regarded as cannon fodder that can be consumed at any time.
But they survived and found their place on the brutal battlefield.
They love to kill, it's in their nature, from the urge of youkai blood in their bodies; They like the smell of blood and are more or less bloodthirsty.
In this way, before they gather around someone, they are all lone wolves floating on the battlefield, living a life where one day counts.
Until that day, they from all over the world saw that blood-colored figure.
He is more cruel and easy to kill than them, he is more capable of throwing bloody storms and rains than them, he is simply a monster born to kill, the ultimate embodiment of all their ideals.
So they fell one by one, and were so impressed by the blood-colored figure that they followed him almost instinctively.
This was the beginning of the Seven Wolves Warband, which became famous in the Western Theater, and in one slaughter after another, they established a relationship that went far beyond brothers, and because of their similar origins and cruel personalities, they were more united and loyal than humans.
There has never been a betrayal between the seven wolves, and it is precisely because of this that they were able to survive the bloody Western battlefield, and even made a great name, and even some first-class immortal sects thought of co-opting them.
However, they are all dismissive of these olive branches.
They are all abandoned half-demons, monsters who are not like people and demons in the eyes of people, and they have long given up the so-called human nature.
They are the wolves that are easy to kill on the battlefield, and they are seven fierce wolves that do not need a home or need to live in peace.
One day, they will die on the battlefield, and that will be their final end.
It's just that they didn't expect that this day would come so soon.
First, the white wolf sank in the sand on the first night of the Longyu War, and died without a place to be buried; Then the Black Wolf and the Shadow Wolf disappeared the following night, finding only a few pieces of crushed clothes, and three of them were lost forever three days after the Dragon-Jade War began.
And to cause all this