"We're all the way now, so why are you so strong? Get out of this forest, you'll arrive at 'Meteor Town', I heard that Meteor Town is your hometown......" Yael asked, pointing ahead.

"Yes, that was my hometown, if it weren't for the Qilin Fire Meteor Town, I would still be living a happy life there in the whirlwind, and I can have the fruits of today, all thanks to the Qilin......" Whirlwind gritted his teeth and said.

In order not to expose half of the resentment in his heart, he clenched his fists and choked.

All this, Yar saw in his eyes.

In the whirlwind's heart, the unicorn is the enemy, how can he be willing to obey him?

Yar took a deep breath and said, "Try to let go of your hatred and go against your master, there is only one way to die." I...... Just kind to remind you!"

Whirlwind deliberately ignored Jarre's words.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, looking meaningfully into the distance.

For the rest of the day, the two were speechless.

Passing through a forest and passing a small river, is "Meteor Town".

"Meteor Town" has no grass, the wind and sand are raging, desolate and uninhabited, and it is very miserable!

Pass through this desert-like desolate area and reach a ruin.

Jarl stretched out his hand to signal to stop, leaving him to rest.

The ruins at the foot are the former "Fighting Pavilion".

Whirlwind looked at the ruined walls around him, desolate and desolate, and his eyes instantly filled with tears.

Looking at the dilapidated and desolate scene, thinking about the poor and happy son in the past, it seems that everything was yesterday.

The senior brother is still the senior brother, Shen's fatherly palm stretched out, and the whirlwind immediately used the whirlwind leg and fled.

"Stinky boy, don't make trouble anymore, other girls are also raised by their fathers, don't spoil them!" Although Shen was blaming the whirlwind, his tone was full of concern.

Climbing over the fence, the whirlwind always replied, "Got it!"

The second senior brother Golden Tongue held a spatula, and when he saw the whirlwind, he would always show the friendliest smile and ask, "Spinner...... Whirlwind...... Think...... Want to eat...... What to eat...... What the...... Follow...... Follow ......"

"Ask me what I want to eat, isn't it? Hehe, the second senior brother, everything is delicious, and I will eat whatever you do? This is for you, buy some delicious food and come back, so that everyone can satisfy their cravings!" Whirlwind often secretly stuffed some broken silver into the palm of the golden tongue, and then quickly left.

The third senior sister Yong Mingguo always practiced martial arts with the little junior brother Duan.

Whirlwind often leans against the wall in the corner and secretly looks, seeing the two of them in the courtyard practicing martial arts, his heart is always itchy, he doesn't dare to move forward, hesitates, and can always feel a weak palm on his shoulder.

"I only know how to fool around outside all day long, and when I come back, I still want to disturb my senior sister and junior brother to practice?! ”

After hearing this, Whirlwind sighed, shook his head, and said, "Okay, don't keep tossing your fingers. ”

The fifth junior brother, Jin Mingchang, always likes to mess with his slender fingers to hide his inferiority complex.

......

Everything is gone, and there is no going back.

Yar slowly stepped forward, handed over a silk silk, and said softly, "Cry if you want to!"

Whirlwind thought: How can my dignified seven-foot man cry in front of a girl?

"We are all werewolves, you don't have to be reckless in front of me, from now on, you can treat me as your family. Jarl looked at the whirlwind with her clear eyes.

I saw Whirlwind raise his head and do his best not to let the tears fall.

When I heard the word "family", I lowered my head, and when I lowered my eyes, tears rolled down to the ground like pearls.

Whirlwind looked at the silk silk in front of him, stretched out his palm and pushed it away, stubbornly refusing: "No need!"

"You don't have to be strong, we ...... We're all werewolves......" Jarl suddenly hugged Whirlwind's waist.

Whirlwind, powerless to resist, accepted Jarr's.

"Cry if you want to! It will feel better to cry, when I knew I was a werewolf, I was as helpless as you, but ...... But I want to open it. I'm sure you can too. Jarl hoped that his hugs, his words, would cheer up the whirlwind.

Whirlwind stretched out his arms and hugged Yar tightly in his arms, and before he knew it, his chin was already resting on Yar's shoulder, and he could no longer suppress the negative emotions that were about to gush out of his heart, and cried bitterly: "I can't go back, I can't go back...... Whining...... My elder brother is dead, and my senior brother, who has always been silently concerned about everyone, is dead...... The second senior brother is also dead, woo...... ......Why? My sister and brother went to the South China Sea, and the only brother who stayed on the side also lost me...... Whining...... I...... I'm still a werewolf...... I...... There's no going back...... Can't go back......"

At this time, the whirlwind is like a child who has lost his candy, and when the candy is gone, his heart hurts.

Jarl stretched out his palm and gently patted the Whirlwind Vest, quietly listening to the Whirlwind.

As the sun sets in the west, the most terrifying moment of the day for werewolves is approaching.

Six men in black stepped forward and arched their hands: "General, the hour is not early. ”

Jarl nodded, walked straight to the supply cart, took out six wine jugs, filled them with blood, and distributed them to the six men in black one by one.

Whirlwind glanced at Jarl, curious.

Thinking of Fang Cai's embarrassed shape, he seemed a little shy, didn't dare to disturb, and watched quietly.

I saw Yar looking like a female general, holding a red rope sword, holding her head high, walking to an open place, and her momentum was not inferior to that of a man.

"The night is coming, the people will listen to the order, line up ......," Yar ordered in a loud voice.

I saw that the remaining nine hundred and ninety-six black-clothed people quickly formed a square shape.

"Fall!" Jarl shouted as he stretched out his arm, raised his red-rope sword, and shouted.

The nine hundred and ninety-six men in black lay down neatly in front of them, then turned to the left, lying flat on the ground, looking up at the sky.

Yar walked into the line, put his hands behind his back, nodded, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Point!"

As soon as Yar's words fell, the nine hundred and ninety-six black-clothed men stretched out their fingers, starting from the soles of their feet, slowly extending to the top of their heads, and clicking on the last position on the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and passed out.

Yael walked towards the six men in black on standby, and with a wave of his hand, he saw the four men in black in front of him trotting on the four corners of the nine hundred and ninety-six men in black.

The remaining two men in black followed Yar to protect him and Whirlwind.

Whirlwind gave a thumbs up to Yar, who was walking towards him.

Heroic, heroic among women.

The glow emanating from the Yar contrasts with the setting sun.

Jarl ignored the whirlwind's sincere praise, and his expression was calm, but his heart was warm.

"Come, I will teach you something, so that you may not suffer from change. Jarl sat by the whirlwind and turned his head to look at the whirlwind.

Whirlwind didn't dare to look into Yar's eyes, for fear of being seen through by her.

"No, I will. Whirlwind waved his hand in decline.

See you in the next chapter, bye-bye......