When Lin Xiaoya heard his voice, her heart instantly fell steadily.

When he came, it meant that she was safe.

But when I think about it, I feel that his words are extremely contradictory.

What does it mean that she had better live, or she will die?

She's going to die, what else can he do with her?

Whip the corpse?

Or rape, corpse?

When this word flashed in my mind, I couldn't help but shudder.

A brutal barbarian like him, whipping corpses or raping corpses, is nothing more than a child for him......

She thought wildly as she struggled to her feet with her uninjured hand on the ground.

She didn't stand firmly, and with a flower in front of her, Nangong stood solemnly in front of her.

She didn't have to look up to feel his gaze a thousand times colder than the goose feather snow that was fluttering wantonly.

"Did it hurt anything?" His voice exploded coldly above her head.

"Nope." Lin Xiaoya endured the pain and pretended to say calmly, unwilling to find out all her embarrassment to him.

"It was better to do so." He snorted coldly, took off his coat and threw it on her, turning his head to look at the wolfdog who was still fighting fiercely.

I saw that one of the four hounds he brought with him had already fallen down, and the remaining three were also scarred.

Although they are numerous, they cannot take advantage of the ferocious and experienced wild wolves, and if this situation continues, defeat is inevitable.

Nangong Su frowned, suddenly took out a dagger from his waist and strode forward.

One of his subordinates stopped him, "Sir, it's dangerous, it's better to shoot it directly!" ”

"That's too cheap for them!" Nangong snorted coldly and shouted, "Get out of the way!" ”

The subordinates didn't dare to say more, and immediately dodged to the side.

Nangong Su stepped forward quickly, but before he could get closer, a wolf who was fighting with the hounds suddenly swooped towards Nangong Su.

Lin Xiaoya was frightened, and couldn't help but scream in horror, "Be careful!" ”

Before the voice fell, the wolf had already pounced on Nangong Su's body, two sharp claws on his shoulders, and its fangs were biting at his throat.

Everything was lightning fast, and it was impossible to dodge.

Dead!

Lin Xiaoya couldn't bear to see this bloody scene, and was about to raise her hand to cover her eyes, but saw that the wolf suddenly screamed and screamed, and then fell to the ground with a thud, while Nangong stood still.

With the faint light of snow, Lin Xiaoya found that the wolf had been disemboweled, and blood and intestines were dripping all over the ground.

She rushed over in surprise and joy, and was about to praise Nangong Su for a few words, but found that his face was covered with blood.

At this moment, his eyes were fierce and cold, and his whole person was murderous, like a hellish Shura, which made Lin Xiaoya pause and not dare to get too close.

Nangong Su glanced at her coldly, and walked forward with a bloody knife towards the wolf that was besieged by three hounds and was powerless.

Just as he was about to swing his knife and slash, suddenly there were several faint cries not far away.

The wolf, which had been exhausted from the fight, suddenly became fierce and powerful again, and it madly nibbled at the hounds, forcing them back in step, and then scurried out of the encirclement, and several of them plunged into the grass on the left.

The three hounds, though scarred and panting, followed them into the grass because of their red eyes.

Nangong Su made a gesture, and his subordinates immediately followed.

Nangong Su turned around and walked quickly towards the grass on the right-hand side.

"Is this the way back?" Lin Xiaoya asked suspiciously, not daring to stay where she was, and hurriedly limped behind him.