The morning sun warmly sprinkled the earth, and the man, who had been in a coma all night, finally regained consciousness and woke up.

However, when he opened his eyes, he saw an extremely strange scene.

A little beggar in shabby clothes sat cross-legged beside him, splattered with blood, but it was too dry to see his face, for his face was green and green as if it had been smeared with medicinal juice.

But seeing that he had a dagger in his hand and his eyes were staring ahead, he followed his gaze, and this time, his gaze shrunk.

In addition to the three wolf corpses that had stiffened in front of the little beggar, there were more than a dozen grinning and drooling gray wolves squatting three meters away, staring at them fiercely.

Feng Jiu turned his head slightly, just in time to meet the man's stunned and somewhat confused gaze.

"Be careful!"

The man suddenly exclaimed, looking at the gray wolf who rushed towards the little beggar in horror, and instinctively wanted to get up because of his impatience, but this movement hurt the wound in his abdomen, only to hear him snort and fall down again, and blood was faintly oozing from the wound.

Feng Jiu turned around when the man exclaimed, and her agile movements jumped up, her fierce gaze swept towards the gray wolf, and when she saw it pounce, she squatted on the ground and rolled under the wolf, the dagger in her hand slashing upward.

"Whoosh!"

"Whew!"

The dagger broke a deep hole directly under the wolf's belly with its fierce force, and the gray wolf howled, and fell in front of the man because of the momentum of the pounce, the ferocious wolf eyes stared straight at the man, the body twitched, the open wolf's mouth moved, and finally swallowed straight.

"Woohoo!"

The remaining gray wolf raised his head and howled a little irritably, the wolf claws were even more digging at the ground, and his mouth let out a low whine, and the ferocious wolf eyes were unwilling to stare at Feng Jiu bloodthirstily, but he didn't dare to step forward suddenly.

Feng Jiu jumped up straight after killing the gray wolf, staring at those gray wolves fiercely, and curled the corners of his lips like a bloodthirsty Shura: "If you don't leave, I will kill you all one by one." His gaze swept and fell on the gray wolf who was standing on the hillside not far away.

As if sensing the threat in her gaze, the gray wolf's ferocious wolf eyes stared at Feng Jiu for a while, then raised his head and howled, and after a while, the dozen or so wolves squatting on guard got up and ran away.

The man half-propped up and looked stunned, his eyes widened, and his face was incredible.

Feng Jiu wiped the dagger away from the wolf's hair and put it away, and when he turned around, he saw the man's expression and smiled casually: "It's good if you wake up, if you don't wake up, I'll have to leave." ”

She walked over and sat down, took out the water from the bamboo tube and took a sip. After staring at the dozen wolves all night, his mental strength was tense, but he couldn't relax at all, you know, in that case, as long as he relaxes and doesn't notice, he may be torn to pieces by those wolves at any time.

"Y-Who are you?" Maybe he was frightened by Feng Jiu's previous fierceness, and he stammered a little at this time.

"You don't care who I am."

"So, who am I?" As soon as the man's words came out, Feng Jiu was surprised.

"Did you break your brain? I don't even remember who it is? ”

As he spoke, as if he remembered something, he reached out and touched the back of the man's head, and sure enough, there was a swollen bag.