Chapter Seventy-Four: The Wolves Bow to Him

Listening to Liu Suifeng's words, Wang Qinqin was speechless, recalling the whole process of Liu Suifeng playing the piano, Wang Qinqin didn't want to but had to believe him.

Regarding the story of "Mountains and Flowing Water Meet Bosom Friends", Wang Qinqin was particularly attentive, with little stars shining in her eyes, and asked Liu Suifeng: "Since this is the case, is the story you are talking about not a story at all, but a real person and a real story?"

Although I don't understand why Wang Qinqin doesn't care about piano skills, but cares more about this story, Liu Suifeng still nodded and said, "That's right, this is a true story." ”

Wang Qinqin fell into deep thought, she has been in the piano for so many years, has she ever met a bosom friend?

No!

Soulmates are hard to find!

Yes, she is especially looking forward to the bosom friend that Liu Suifeng said.

Liu Suifeng obviously didn't notice this, just stared at Wang Qinqin and asked, "When will we be able to get out of this demon ancestral land?"

Liu Suifeng's question made Wang Qinqin stunned again, and she didn't know why Liu Suifeng wanted to get rid of it.

You must know that ordinary people arrive at the ancestral land of the demon clan, and they can't wait to stay out for the rest of their lives, looking for opportunities.

And Liu Suifeng actually wanted to go out, which had to be said to be out of Wang Qinqin's expectations, which made her strange.

However, for Liu Suifeng's question, Wang Qinqin seems to be no longer surprised.

For the first time, Liu Suifeng borrowed her Shentu guqin score.

The second time, Liu Suifeng borrowed her weapon, the lyre.

Moreover, Liu Suifeng knows nothing about the Transformation Pill, the Receiving Order, and even the Divine Diagram.

Wang Qinqin didn't answer Liu Suifeng's question first, but stretched out her hand with a smile and said, "Before answering this question, can I know your name first." My name is Wang Qinqin, what about you?"

Liu Suifeng saw Wang Qinqin stretching out her hand, subconsciously held her little hand, and replied with a smile: "Hello, Wang Qinqin, my name is Liu Suifeng." ”

After many years, when Wang Qinqin recalled Liu Suifeng, what she thought of was not Liu Suifeng sitting and playing the lyre, but Liu Suifeng telling her his name with a smile.

Liu Suifeng didn't know that when the ancestral cave of the demon clan opened, not only he and Wang Qinqin came in, but the people who came in were Feng Linglang, Mu Xinyi, Hua Wanru, etc.

As soon as Feng Linglang entered the ancestral land of the demon clan, he took out a map from his arms, walked along the map, and finally stopped in a mountain col.

After taking the Nine Days Soul Rejuvenation Pill, Feng Linglang's physique and strength have been greatly improved, and he naturally has confidence in the ancestral land of the demon clan.

When Feng Linglang came to the mountain col, it was the middle of a starry and moon-filled night, he leaned over and spread his limbs on the ground, and with a low roar, he turned into his main body, the Howling Moon Wolf.

After turning into a Howling Moon Celestial Wolf, Feng Linglang roared angrily at the bright moonlight and made a provocative sound.

The originally silent mountain col, under the wolf roar of Feng Linglang, actually shook a little, and the sand and gravel were shaking.

After a while, the ground trembled, and the sound of stamping became louder and louder in Feng Linglang's ears from far and near.

When Feng Linglang heard this voice, a touch of fierceness appeared on his face, and he let out another shocking wolf roar at the mountain col.

The sound of stamping grew louder and louder, and as the sound approached, a pack of wild wolves appeared in front of him.

The wolves danced wildly, the wolf hooves flew wildly on the col, and the ground flew out of the dust and dust, and the beast nature was violently released. Every wolf has two green eyes, and hundreds of fierce wolves have more than a thousand green eyes. Thousands of green eyes stared at Feng Linglang like that, eager to tear Feng Linglang apart.

Feng Linglang was not afraid, but there was a calmness on his face, and he picked up the sand and gravel on the ground with his hooves, and then rushed towards the wolves, and the sand and gravel splashed a cloud of flying smoke behind him.

Feng Linglang entered the wolf pack, just like a wolf entered a flock of sheep, every time he pounced, he could pounce on a wolf, and every time he came out of his mouth, he could bite off a throat. Not long after, blood flowed from Feng Linglang's mouth, but it was not the blood that flowed out.

And on the ground, red blood also began to flow, and a fierce wolf that was originally vicious and unstoppable, was bitten and cut by Feng Linglang, and the blood splashed, puffing out of their throats, soaking the sand and gravel on the ground. The moonlight shone on the wolf's blood, reflecting patches of red light.

Even the bright moonlight was stained red by wolf blood.

Feng Linglang looked at the wolf corpse on the ground, stopped his pace, stood in the middle of the wolves, glanced at the wolves surrounding him, and roared at the full moon in the sky.

The wolves were afraid, trembling, trying to escape, but holding on to something.

At this moment, a wolf howl was heard in the distance, and it was earth-shattering.

As soon as they heard the wolf roar, the wolves became excited, and their hearts were settled and they gained confidence.

When Feng Linglang heard the wolf roar, his eyes rolled with green light, and he looked towards the sound.

The wolf's roar came quickly, and as soon as Feng Linglang raised his eyes, he saw the incoming wolf.

The head wolf is extremely athletic, more than three times the size of an ordinary fierce wolf. The mouth of the blood basin was wide open, and the long tongue drooped out of the lips. On the tongue, there was a slight gasp. The gasp was condensed by the cold air of the night, and it condensed into fine droplets, forming a fine mist around the wolf's tongue.

Seeing Feng Linglang, the head wolf howled at the moon, and then quickly lowered his head and rushed towards Feng Linglang.

Feng Linglang didn't react all of a sudden, and was knocked to the ground by the head wolf, and it was difficult to stand up for a while.

Seeing that Feng Linglang was so vulnerable, the head wolf was overjoyed, and suddenly jumped up from the spot and pounced towards Feng Linglang.

And Feng Linglang saw the head wolf pounce on, not only did he not have the slightest fear in his heart, but a trace of conspiracy emerged in his eyes.

The head wolf stretched out his head, opened his big mouth, and bit Feng Linglang's throat, as if he saw Feng Linglang die on the spot.

Feng Linglang twisted the wolf's head, flashed it past the wolf's mouth, and then opened his mouth and bit the wolf's throat fiercely.

Feng Linglang and the head wolf twisted together, and the wolf head of the head wolf pressed against Feng Linglang's wolf head.

There was blood flowing out, steaming hot, soaking through the ground, and the smell of blood was red.

The wolves didn't know what was going on, so they stopped and waited to see what happened.

Feng Linglang fought back, biting the throat of the head wolf at once.

Lifting the corpse of the head wolf from his body, Feng Linglang stood up from the ground.

Looking at the wolves, Feng Linglang glanced around with contempt and howled haughtily.

When the wolves saw that the first wolf was destroyed, they were disheartened, and at the same time, they did not dare to provoke the majesty of Feng Linglang, and lowered their originally arrogant wolf heads in unison.

Seeing the wolves bow their heads and soften, Feng Linglang was overjoyed, and roared at the wolves, and an order was passed on.

The wolves scattered, each running to different places, and with Feng Linglang's order, they flew in various places in the ancestral land of the demon clan.