The majestic mountains in the easternmost part of the Warcraft Continent, perennial snow, the temperature has dropped to minus forty degrees, inaccessible, dry cols, you can vaguely see a slender figure lying on the body, difficult to climb to the cracked cliff, although spring has come, but the cold wind between the cliffs does not have the gentleness that the spring breeze should have, the wind that has just opened spring seems to have no shift with the cold wind, with a little bit of cold thorns on the slender figure.

The boy looked at the sparse results in the cloth bag, and then looked at the bloody remnant sun, and sighed, "Alas! soon the beast tide will start again, and these are not enough to last until the end of this month."

On the simple leather armor stained with a little purple-brown, the young man raised the corners of his eyebrows like a sword, and his eager little face showed a little unwillingness, and the little dark green in the cracks of the high stones seemed to be laughing at his indiscretion, and the young man knew that if he couldn't pick the fruits in the cracks in the high stones, it would be difficult for him to survive the end of the beast tide.

The sharp stone chips cut out the thin little feet one after another, and the bright red in the straw sandals seemed to pierce the sunset so that they did not dare to volatilize their pride, and gradually sank on the other side of the col. The corners of the young man's eyebrows were squeezed together, like a crossed halberd, and he gritted his teeth and continued to climb up

An hour passed, and the young man stepped on the crack in the stone wall with difficulty, and the little bit of dark green was close at hand, and the young man trembled and stretched out his hand to grasp the desire for life!

"Click???"

The stone shard on the sole of the boy's foot suddenly cracked a thin mark, and the boy fell to the bottom of the col with that little bit of dark green......

It was night, the bright moonlight sprinkled on the young man's thin body, and the blood stains on the leather armor on his chest were against the moonlight, as if it was a little plum fragrance blooming in the snow.

A blue wolf quietly approached the "corpse" of the young man, the blue wolf was blind all the time, and the smooth fur on his body was also cut to pieces by humans because of the hunt, and it looked like a beggar lying on his body from a distance

"Huh??"

After praying to the moon, the bald wolf was ready to enjoy the feast bestowed by the moon god, and it did not dare to act rashly, because too many of its companions had died at the hands of cunning humans, but since the failure of that hunt, the blue wolf as a loser has been no longer accepted by the herd, and has lived alone, and can no longer enjoy the delicious flesh and blood of its prey with the herd

Perhaps it was the fear of the failure of the last hunt that the bald wolf did not dare to approach the prey with a faint undulation on its chest for a long time, and it had to wait for the prey to completely lose signs of life before enjoying the delicacy

The moonlit night became brighter and brighter, and the bald wolf had lost its original patience, and a terrifying green light in its eyes shone on the young man's thin body, it couldn't wait, it didn't understand why the young man's fragile life suddenly became tenacious at this moment

The bald wolf finally showed its sharp claws, and slowly reached out to the delicious prey, and after touching the boy with his paws a few times, the wolf smiled hideously and showed its sharp teeth, and a blooming daisy confronted the plum blossom on the boy's chest.

After making sure that the prey was not in danger, the bald wolf finally lost all patience and pounced on the boy, wanting to taste the pleasure of hunting that had not been harvested for a long time, the happiness of hot blood flowing between his paws.

At this moment, a black light flickered in the sky, smashing straight towards the young man, time seemed to stand still, a strange picture appeared in front of the blue wolf, the bald blue wolf felt that the black light seemed to take away his own vitality, and the young man's heartbeat, which was about to stop, also became powerful with the gradually dimming green light in the blue wolf's eyes......

The next day, the dazzling golden light filled every corner of the young man's side, the young man's eyebrows were raised like a sword, rubbed his hazy eyes and woke up, the young man pushed away the foreign object on his body, turned his head to look, and his expression was extremely shocked, it turned out to be a bald wolf, but it had lost all its vitality, and the intact eyes of the bald wolf had become very shriveled at the moment

The young man strangely touched his chest and looked at the foot plate that was scratched by the stone chips yesterday, he remembered that he fell from the stone wall yesterday, and it was strange that he couldn't find a single wound except for the bloodstains on his body, the young man looked at the hot fireball in the sky, and sighed in his heart, "It's bad, it's the beast tide today???"

The young man suddenly became nervous, and the tiger looked around, "If you can't go back to the village today, you will definitely not be able to survive the riot of the beast tide, you have to go back quickly."

The boy struggled to his feet, and found that his fall from a height yesterday not only had no effect on him, but he felt that his mind was suddenly much clearer.

The young man touched the yellow-brown cloth bag around his waist and breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the sustenance grass was still there, and with the meat of this blue wolf, there must be no problem with this beast tide to get through

The young man stood up straight, shook his slightly aching waist, dragged the bald blue wolf to the small mountain village with difficulty, looking at the harvest in his hand, the young man raised the corners of his eyebrows like a sword, and a smile that could not be concealed flowed from his pale face.

"Fang Miao, how is it??, I didn't come back all day yesterday, it looks like you got a lot of life-sustaining grass, right?" As soon as he walked to the entrance of the village, the young man heard a voice

When the young man heard this, the hand holding the cloth bag couldn't help but tighten, and he barely squeezed out a smile on his face, "It turned out to be Brother Qiang, I didn't collect much, I don't know if I can hold on until the end of this beast tide......"

The boy known as Brother Da Qiang is not very old, he looks like he is only about twelve or thirteen years old, but his height has reached one meter seven, and his figure is very strong, two laps older than the thin Fang Miao

"Yo, you also picked up a blue wolf, it's really a shit luck, forget it, I don't want the subsistence grass you collected today, but this blue wolf has to be left for me." Looking at the cloth bag that had formed the shape of a blue wolf due to its fullness, the boy known as Brother Da Qiang directly reached out and asked for it, without a trace of embarrassment on his face, as if the blue wolf that the young man had worked so hard to get should have been given to him.

"Brother Qiang, the beast tide is coming soon, the life-sustaining grass I collected is not enough to last until the end of the beast tide, and I can only survive with this blue wolf, so I will give you half of the life-sustaining grass I collected. The young man seemed to have anticipated Brother Qiang's appearance, and as he spoke, he took out nearly half of the life-sustaining grass from the cloth bag and stuffed it into the other party's hand

Before the young man finished speaking, he was slapped to the ground by a boy named Brother Qiang, and five blood marks appeared on the young man's pale cheeks, "Mom~, you dare to interrupt when Lao Tzu talks to you, I want a wolf, not a subsistence grass that even my pigs and beasts don't eat." ”

"??? Lao Tzu is in a good mood today, so I won't beat you, don't delay me waiting for the roast wolf meat. Brother Daqiang held the young man's hard-earned blue wolf in his hand, waved his hand angrily, and motioned for the young man to leave quickly

The young man looked at the prey that belonged to him in Daqiang's hands, his eyes were full of anger, but compared the strength of the two sides, the young man knew that if he continued to care, he would definitely be injured, so the young man could only lick the blood at the corner of his mouth silently, lowered his head and picked up the life-sustaining grass that Daqiang threw on the ground, and turned around and walked towards the village.

"Damn, a blue wolf that Lao Tzu finally dragged back, but it was taken away by that dog thing, and it was about to be a beast tide, and these life-sustaining grasses will definitely not last until the beast tide is over......" The young man walked on the road, cursing constantly in his mouth, and at the same time did not forget to turn his head to look behind him, for fear of being heard

The young man's name is Fang Miao, he is eleven years old, what does not match his age is his height, only less than one meter four, his figure is very thin, like a bamboo pole that has not grown successfully, it is difficult to see a trace of ruddy on his thin cheeks, and it is obvious that he has been malnourished for a long time

Looking closely, the only eye-catching thing for the young man is the pair of eyebrow corners like a sword halberd, as if silently highlighting the arrogance that the young man should have, and it seems that because of the contrast between the eyebrow corners and the thinness of the young man, the young man has not been bullied by his friends in the same village over the years.

The world where Fang Miao lives is called the Warcraft Continent, and you can know that this is the World of Warcraft by listening to the name, there are beasts in every corner, and humans only belong to the forces that survive in it, and the proportion is less than one thousandth

However, human beings also have their own territory, for example, the village where Fang Miao lives now belongs to the sphere of influence of Cold Ice City, and it is a safe city obtained by Fu Xi, the ancestor of human beings, through strong means, but this small village is in the most marginal area of Cold Ice City, and the roar of demonic beasts can often be heard

There are only three safe cities in the entire World of Warcraft, Ice City, Sanssouci City, and Fuxi City, in addition to these three cities, the others belong to the territory of Warcraft, since the death of the ancestor of Fuxi, Warcraft is ready to move, has been operating outside the safe city, wanting to annex these three cities and completely wipe out the human race

And in order to protect their homeland, human beings also rose up to resist, so that the wind of martial arts spread, all human beings are measured by the strength of martial arts, the level of human beings is martial arts, martial masters, great martial artists, martial arts, martial gods, martial saints, martial immortals, martial emperors These eight realms, Emperor Wu has long ceased to exist, and now there is only one martial immortal Xiaoyao Venerable who is the most powerful among human beings, and it is also by him that human beings barely survive

According to his memory, he lived in a small mountain village in the far north of the mainland, his parents died, and he was raised by his grandmother since he was a child, but his grandmother died when he was four years old, and he basically survived with the dripping alms of the same village before the age of ten, Fang Miao is eleven years old this year, in the rough concept of this small mountain village, children over ten years old should solve their own survival problems,

Not only that, according to the people in the village, their family is from outside and cannot learn the martial arts in the village, so when other children in the village can learn martial arts, he can only watch from the sidelines.