Night.

The pitch-black canopy hung over the primeval jungle, and from time to time there was a shrill wolf howl, and occasionally the roar of an unknown beast, and the thick trunks of the trees in the forest stood like giant pillars, and the flourishing branches and leaves rubbed each other, rustling in the wind.

To the south of the jungle, there is a small river that runs through the jungle, and it can be said that this small river has grown from the forest to the spectacular appearance it is today.

Next to the jungle, the villagers who hunted and had no life called this river the Spirit River.

The water quality of the Ling River is extremely clear, and the flow rate is not very fast, and the children in the village usually like to come here to play, catch fish, catch shrimp, and make sacrifices.

In the misty moonlight, in the spirit river, a suspended human-shaped thing swam with the flowing water. There is no life, no movement, like an ancient tree.

on the shore.

There was a vicious and crazy wolf, its body was as thin as wood, and it looked like it was old, and I don't know whether it was abandoned or lost by the wolves. This old wolf, looking at the human-shaped thing in the Spirit River, seemed to smell the sweet smell of blood, and its eyes immediately glowed with fierce green, like a ghost in the dark night.

Sweet blood stimulated it, grinning at something that smelled of sweet blood in the Spirit River, and its sharp teeth glowed with a seeping white light.

It drools and waits for its prey to reach the most suitable place.

The speed of the water is still so gentle, it will not be a point faster because of the old wolf's eagerness, nor will it be a point slower because the unknown human in the river is about to lose his life.

The Spirit River just flows at its own constant speed, unmoved by external objects.

The prey in the river is getting closer and closer, and the sweet smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger.

The old wolf waited quietly.

Although it is old, it is the best hunter in the pack.

It's here.

The old wolf kicked its hind legs, jumped into the spirit river, the distance was just right, and the sharp teeth bit the prey's arm, and the meat was delicious, making it almost crazy, but in the river, it could not eat. Although the water speed is slow, the strength is also quite large.

Bite.

Desperately bite.

The old wolf dragged the prey in his mouth to the shore with all his might, but he was so hungry that he had no strength at all.

After dragging a few steps, the old wolf almost fell into the Spirit River and was unable to stand. However, the delicious flesh on the side of the mouth stimulates its desire to survive.

It straightened up and continued toward the shore.

It's just that it didn't know that its prey opened its eyes at this time, and its sharp gaze shot straight into the sky, as if it was going to shoot a hole in the sky.

Its prey did not move, even under its sharp teeth, and did not move a single bit, with a paper-like face, without any expression, without sorrow, without joy, without pain.

The night wind was still blowing, rippling layers of ripples on the Spirit River, blowing the old wolf with chills, it was sick, it felt that it was about to die, but the delicious meat on its mouth was its life-saving medicine.

Drag.

Pull.

Step by step.

The old wolf finally pulled his prey ashore, and he happily opened his teeth and bit down on the neck of his prey.

It's a feast that belongs to it.

Delicious meat, sweet blood.

Sharp teeth are about to pierce into the throat.

"Poof."

The sound of the sword unsheathed, the next moment, the old wolf had been kicked out like a sandbag, and on its neck, a blood line silently announced its death, and its green eyes were filled with disbelief light.

The man sat up silently, with no expression on his handsome face, but his dark eyes were even more terrifying than the dark night.

"Poof."

A mouthful of blood spurted out, the man clutched his chest, his pale lips trembled slightly, he raised his hand and put it in front of his eyes, a purple diamond-shaped gem stained with a trace of blood, shining brilliantly in the moonlight.

"Cher." The man looked at the dark sky and muttered. He was none other than Hua Ruthless, who escaped from the General's Mansion, and that day, with all his strength, he rushed over and blocked in front of Xue'er, and the fatal sword stabbed him in the body, and then he thought he was dead.

When he woke up again, the pain in his whole body almost made him faint again. When he regained his senses, he found himself in the carriage, a former subordinate of General Han, who seemed to have saved him.

They fled to the border fortress without their lives, where there were the soldiers of General Yu Han in the end, as long as Hua ruthlessly got there, they could pass through the defense line and reach the Southern Liao or Northern Liao to save their lives.

However, the pursuing army caught up with them at great speed.

Kill.

The tips of the knives collided, the flesh and blood blurred, and from time to time the people who saved him died in front of him. There were more and more wounds on his body, and there were fewer and fewer guardians around him, and in the end, he was the only one left.

Cliffs in the back, humiliation in front.

The Whampoa thief hates his father deep in the bone marrow, he will not kill himself so easily, he will only continue to humiliate him and make him suffer the most.

Lang Lang Mingyue, Hua mercilessly sneered and jumped off the cliff and fell into the river, along with his sword, and the purple diamond-shaped gem that he held in the palm of his hand when he fainted that day, which was a birthday gift he gave to Cher when she was ten years old.

Unexpectedly, after being so seriously injured, falling into a cliff, and being hit by the impact of the current, he still survived tenaciously.

It's just that when he woke up from the pain, he had been regarded as the prey by the wolf, and Hua ruthlessly didn't know the power of the old wolf, but he had run out of oil, and although he was alive, he had almost no strength.

Therefore, he did not move, but just endured the pain and waited for the opportunity.

Hunt in one fell swoop.

Hua ruthlessly succeeded in escaping, but his body was already extremely weak, he sat for a while, supported the ground with his sword, and tried to stand up, but his head was spinning, and his mouth was sweet, he fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

The night wind is still blowing the green leaves, the spirit river is still rushing forward, everything has not changed, a wolf and a person, a dead and a life, just lying on the ground all night.

In a daze, a crisp children's voice shouted.

"Grandpa, grandpa, there's someone here."

……

Hua Ruthless fell asleep for an unknown amount of time, until one day, he saw Cher in a dream.

It was an unfamiliar room, with an eerie black and red color, the whole room was empty, without any furniture, and Cher nestled in the corner, like an abandoned kitten.

A mysterious man, all black, with a face hidden in layers of mist.

Hua Ruthless could feel that he was sneering, approaching Xue'er step by step, with the breath of death, and his slender pale hand pointed at Xue'er's chin.

"Ruthless brother save me, save me." Cher screamed in horror, her whole body constricted.

"Cher, Cher......"

Hua cried out in pain mercilessly, but he couldn't move, just watched, and his heart broke into pieces. "Don't, don't......" A breath of anger surged up.

He sat up from the bed, "Boom." "There was a pain in his head, but it was a dream that made him so painful. The flower touched her head mercilessly, the sunlight poured in through the open window, and the room was bright, and the cottage was only a few simple furniture, with rough workmanship, as if it was handmade.

On the walls of the hut hung the skins of eight or nine animals, wolves, leopards, and most of them small animals, but they were all birds of prey, and on the door hung a quiver with a few feathered arrows stuck in it. There is a bow hanging next to it, which is a common type that can be easily broken, but it has a relatively fast rate of fire and is quite light, so it is popular with hunters.

"Squeak." There was an unpleasant sound at the door.

A little boy of seven or eight years old walked in and saw that Hua ruthlessly woke up, his chubby little face immediately smiled, he turned around and shouted loudly: "Grandpa, grandpa, uncle is awake, come on, uncle is awake." The little one was very excited, as if the person who woke up was someone close to him.

An old voice outside the house answered, and then walked in.

Seeing Hua ruthlessly sit up, he hurriedly walked up and said: "Little brother, you have been asleep for almost ten days, I thought you were ......" The old man stopped his unlucky words, and smiled kindly: "It's good to wake up, lie down quickly, the second dog said that you are too seriously injured, you should take care of yourself more and move less." ”

Hua ruthlessly looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, his loving appearance, and his heart hurt, and he couldn't help but think of his childhood, when his grandfather was dying, he touched his head lovingly, and told him to take good care of his body, take care of his mother, and take care of his father.

"Uncle, it hurts, lie down." The little boy grabbed Hua's ruthless arm, and his eyes showed a light of reverence: "Uncle, you killed that wolf, it's too powerful, is it okay for my uncle to hand it over to me?" ”

The child's innocent eyes make the flower ruthless a little unbearable. The kind-hearted grandfather and grandson saved him, but it was likely to cause them to be killed, and the Dog Emperor Huangpu thief would definitely go around the cliff and come down the cliff to find his body along the river.

I don't know that the old thief in Whampoa will not stop.

Come to think of it. Hua ruthlessly pushed himself down from the bed, and he said to the worried grandfather and grandson: "Don't reveal my affairs to anyone, if anyone asks about it in the future, you just say that you haven't seen it." ”

"Little brother, your injury." The old man was worried, but he had experienced a lot, and naturally understood that the identity of the scarred man in front of him was definitely not simple, and the enemy was probably also very strong. He is an honest hunter, and he has no power to protect this little brother. After hesitating for a moment, he took a piece of air-dried bacon from the beam of his house and stuffed it into Hua Ruthless's hand and said, "Little brother, take this." ”

Hua ruthlessly did not refuse, he took it, held it in his arms, endured the pain, step by step, walked out of the room, and the little boy shouted urgently behind him: "Uncle, uncle......"

He didn't look back, he knew that the old man would pull his grandson, he couldn't stay here any longer, he couldn't eat for sure, and the next moment those desperate pursuers would come again, if he really harmed this family, or even the hunters who lived in this area, how could he be embarrassed.

Along the way, Hua ruthlessly hid his whereabouts, on the way, he suddenly remembered that the second dog had also seen him, maybe in the ten days he was asleep, the little boy would tell other children about his wolf killing deeds, such a small village, I am afraid that he is a stranger, and every family has already known.

However, he could not warn them one by one.

Hua thought ruthlessly for a moment, returned to the place where he passed out and killed the wolf, and disposed of the details. He jumped into the Spirit River again, and ran forward for a long time before stopping.

"Poof." The body couldn't stand the intensity of running, and another mouthful of blood spurted out. Hua Wuru felt that her legs were also a little painful, I was afraid that the wound was torn again, and when she lowered her head, the surrounding stream was faintly bloody, and she was swept away by the water and disappeared.

It seems that the blood is not flowing slowly, but in the cold river water, the cold water is so cold that Huahua's ruthless legs are numb.

Night was approaching, and the sun had already set.

Hua ruthlessly dragged her tired body, went ashore, found a big tree, leaned on it weakly, and rested for a while. He tore off a rag from his shirt and rewrapped the wound on his leg.

The wolf howled one after another, and the screaming flower was ruthless and a little hairy, and he didn't want to die in the wolf's belly. When I looked up, the tree in front of me was luxuriant, and a thick branch was horizontally long, almost like a bed, and the flower jumped up and sat on it.

Among the luxuriant leaves, the Linghe shimmered slowly in the moonlight, and the flower ruthlessly took out the purple diamond-shaped gem, and looked at the bright moon in the sky in amazement, "Xue'er, Xue'er......"

In a trance, Xue'er's naughty and delicate smile appeared in front of him, and he reached out to touch it, but his body suddenly lost his balance and fell straight to the ground.