A roar pierced the blue sky, and a dark shadow hovered in the sky, adding a few more indelible spots in the emerald sky.

Last night, a storm swept the earth mercilessly, and an unknown river suddenly swelled, carrying the sediment upstream and tumbling down, and several figures by the surging river galloped wildly, shouting along the river's edge: "Anda, Celtan, where you ......."

On the open grassland, the sound of horses' hooves was clear, and the figure in the front rode up the high slope, and a hovering harrier eagle descended from the sky and swooped down like lightning towards the high slope.

A sharp cry sounded from the mouth of the figure, the harrier flapped its wings, a pair of eagle talons like a sharp hook firmly grasped the figure's arm, the gray-blue eagle eyes looked directly at the figure, the mouth kept chirping, and the figure listened.

"Found it, right ahead!"

The figure raised its hand to release the harrier eagle, which flapped a pair of black wings and soared into the air.

Several figures followed the harrier eagle in the sky one after the other, and came to a flat valley, the figure in front of them raised their arms high, sniffed in the air, "stop moving forward, pay attention to vigilance".

"What's the matter, Su Liqing, but what have you discovered?" said a strong man with an open arm riding forward.

The man named Su Liqing frowned slightly, shook the dew that stuck to the leather armor, slowly pulled out a snow-bright steel knife straddling his waist, looked straight at the misty valley, and said in a low voice: "Sanar, don't you smell a strong smell of blood in the air?"

"There is a very strong smell of blood, and there is a fishy smell in it, it should be left by those wild wolves, is it ......", on a jujube red horse riding side by side with Su Liqing, sat a woman in Mongolian costume, holding a slender leather whip tightly in her hand, her head full of green silk was full of colorful ornaments, and her eyes were as clear as turquoise water, and there was a trace of worry and doubt in her eyes, which were as clear as turquoise water.

"Windona, what did you find, yesterday's rainstorm was the wrath of the gods, washing away the filth of the world, and the blood should be the ...... left not long ago. ”

"We are the goshawks of the steppe, and those ferocious wolves are worthy only to gnaw on rotting corpses, and the brave Anda will split the heads of wild wolves with his war knife and die of starvation. ”

"Don't say anything", Su Liqing sighed lightly, his eyes shot straight into the valley in the mist, "No matter what's inside, since you're here, you have to take a look to rest assured." Celtan and the six of us will not give up on life and death, and they will swear to be Anda in the high mountains, and Celtan will risk taking away the wolves in order to save his people, and we must find him", said the Prancing Horse and rushed into the valley.

Su Liqing and Wen Dona, who were behind them, glanced at each other and rushed into the valley.

In the early morning, the warm sun shines into the valley, and the grass in the valley is like a sponge absorbing water, and under the sunlight, the rising water vapor gathers in the valley, and the refreshing cool breeze carries the smell of earth and grass, mixed with a pungent smell of blood.

The crisp sound of horses' hooves resounded in the valley, and suddenly, the neighing of horses echoed through the valley in the distance.

"It's Sertan's warhorse!"

Su Liqing rode his horse and whipped towards the neighing place, the mist gradually dispersed in front of him, and the visibility was only about five meters, but this did not hinder Su Liqing's judgment. Su Liqing, who grew up on horseback, can not only judge the distance from the neighing of horses, but also hear the characteristics of each horse's neighing, so as to judge its owner.

In the mist, a lone gray-white war horse raised its neck and let out a burst of mournful roars, and on the grass not far from its side, two people were lying on the grass.

Certan grabbed the reins, jumped off the horse's back, ran and rushed up, saw a body on the ground that had been blurred with flesh and blood, and said in a hoarse voice: "Celtan, my Anda, what's wrong with you, wake up and open your eyes to see, your Anda Suliqing has come to see you."

But the man in his arms had already drained the blood from his body, and his cold and stiff body silently recounted the tragic battle.

"Celtan ......!"

The two people who followed closely behind him looked at Celtan on the ground blankly, their hearts couldn't help but twitch, and tears came out of their eyes, "Celtan, my Anda!"

Heart-rending cries rang out in the valley, who said that men don't cry, but it's not time to shed tears. Once the emotional valve is opened, the lingering thoughts and endless emotions are vented like a flood, and the listeners are moved.

Windona's tearful gaze swept over Celtan, and she couldn't bear to look at it any more, and the afterglow fell on the wolf and a man not far away, who was holding a saber in his hand, and the owner of the saber was really the dead Celtan.

"Huh!" a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she pointed to the wild wolf on the ground and shouted, "Look, there is a wolf here."

"Head wolf!" Su Liqing and Sanar in grief jumped up from the ground suddenly, the head wolf on the grassland means ferocious and cunning, and finding the head wolf means a bloody fight, everyone will involuntarily get nervous when they hear the head wolf, and they will naturally be no exception.

As Windona looked in the direction of her finger, a gray-brown fur wolf was lying on the grass, like a newborn baby elephant, with sharp claws on its forelimbs, and a piece of flesh hanging from the claws, and a bunch of fishy internal organs flowed from under the abdomen, and the blood of the corpse flowed on the green grass, gradually seeping into the grass.

"Wolf King, my god, Celtan has slain the Wolf King!" exclaimed Sanar.

In his memory, a wolf king suddenly appeared from the grassland, and those wolves who had not dared to attack humans once again launched an attack on humans. How many brave men have died under the claws of the wolf king, how many children have lost their mothers, it is a nightmare for the steppe people. Legend has it that only a true hero can slaughter this wolf king, he will lead the steppe people out of the grassland shrouded in darkness, and he will become an epic legend that will remain in the hearts of the steppe people forever.

"Celtan killed the Wolf King!"

"He killed the wolf king, he will become the sun on the grassland, and he will always be a hero in the hearts of the grassland people!"

"Celtan is not dead, he will live in the hearts of the steppe people, and we will spread the heroic story of Celtan to every grassland under the sky. ”

There is no trace of sadness in Su Liqing's eyes, Setan has proved that he is the bravest warrior on the grassland with his courage, his name will be sung by everyone, he will get the most solemn funeral on the grassland, his soul will guide everyone on the grassland, inspired by his heroic deeds, the grassland people will kill all those terrifying mutated creatures, and they will pass on the story of Celtan slaughtering wolves.