The rivers and lakes are changeable, and the people's hearts are insufficient.

No matter how powerful a hero is, he may also be in the rivers and lakes, which is called the tiger falling in Pingyang.

The tiger falling in Pingyang is not terrible, the most terrible thing is that after the tiger was bullied by the dog, even the tiger's original heart was gone.

It is not terrible for a person to fall, but it is terrible to fall.

However, not all of them fall, and many prefer Jedi to survive.

They are like a weed, even if they go through all kinds of wind and rain, they also thrive. Even if it is deformed, it is just as strong.

It was late at night, and the valley was secluded, and it seemed a little eerie.

Suddenly, the wolves in the valley made loud noises, as if a pack of wolves were dancing wildly.

Wolves, originally social animals, have a wolf as the leader, leading its population to hunt.

Recently, the wolves in the valley suddenly became agitated, and even attacked several nearby villages and towns from a distance of dozens of kilometers.

Not only are these creatures very ferocious, they bite when they see living creatures and devour meat when they see them, but they also advance and retreat in a very orderly manner, as if they were destroying them purposefully and premeditatedly.

This kind of abnormal behavior is not like ordinary wild wolves at all, but more like someone is giving them advice.

This has alarmed the government, and they have sealed off the entire valley and forbade anyone to enter the valley.

The night wind is howling, and there is a hint of murder in the wind.

Murderous spirit does not necessarily come from people.

As long as there is a murderous heart, the beast can also burst out with a murderous aura, and it may even be stronger than the murderous aura of a human.

In the night wind, someone staggered through the valley.

He's running for his life!

Not far away, the wolf roared loudly, and a group of wild creatures had already stared at him.

Perhaps, the accumulation is the accumulation of life, and they see people just like people see food.

The man had some trouble with his legs and feet, he limped when he walked, and his speed of escape was not fast at all.

It stands to reason that with the ferocity of the wolves, they will soon be able to catch up with him.

But the wolves are not in a hurry to catch up, they are like cats and mice, chasing and not letting go, and leaving you with no way to escape and extremely desperate.

The man was a young man in his twenties, covered in soaks and a broken nose, which looked more like he had fallen from a great height than a wild beast.

He fled slowly because his right leg was also injured, but he was okay and could barely walk.

On the contrary, his left arm, which had been completely broken, hung on his shoulder only by flesh. And he had apparently been wounded for many days, and had never been saved, and his left arm had become a corpse-white man, apparently dead.

His face was pale, his clothes were tattered, and he fled in disarray.

It's getting dark, he's been on the run for a long time, but he still can't get out of this damn valley.

With a "plop", he finally fell down and was no longer able to get up.

"What do you want?" He hissed and asked as he looked up to the sky.

"Haha! I don't want to do anything, I just want you to help me. An eerie voice came from the night.

"Kill me! I can't help you. The young man seemed to have given up his resistance, for he really did not have the strength to escape.

Oh!!!

Suddenly there was a long wolf howl in the valley, like a demonstration, like an order, and the momentum was aggressive.

"No, you can help me, and at the same time, you're helping yourself." In the night, a creeping figure finally appeared.

The young man seemed to have known who he was, and he seemed to have been entangled with him for some time.

He didn't want his life.

However, the young man had never seen the demon behind him.

The demon finally slowly appeared, and the young man couldn't run anymore, and he didn't want to run anymore.

"You thief, how do you want me to help you?" The young man finally relented.

The appearance of the demon is actually not very scary.

But he had no legs, and then tied his body to a large wolf, and let the wolf become his legs. As for how he drove these wild wolves, no one knows.

This person is naturally the Dongying master who fell off the cliff and broke his legs that day, Taro Kimura.

The young man who was chased and killed by him was the eldest son of the Mei family, Merlot, who was also seriously injured by falling off a cliff due to being chased and killed.

Although Taro Kimura has no legs, he is a wild wolf, and with his deep skills, he is still very fast. Although it is not as good as his previous able-bodied self, he is still much stronger than a nameless person like Merlot with low martial arts.

What's more, Melo herself was seriously injured, and her left arm had already died of necrosis due to a fracture and failure to save her in time.

"Helping me is actually helping yourself." Taro Kimura emphasized.

"Huh! I'm a wasted person, I can't even help myself, how can I help you? "Merlot was already disheartened.

Taro Kimura stopped talking, but drove the wolf forward slowly.

Melo didn't want to move, she just wanted to see what he was going to do.

There were a few "whoosh" sounds, and suddenly several iron quinoa struck, all of which shot at Merlot's left arm. Mellot didn't feel anything, only heard the sound of "tick tick" constantly sounding, and a stream of blue-black bruise continued to flow from his left arm.

Before Merlot could react, he suddenly heard another knife roar, and he only felt a slight numbness in his left shoulder, and the entire left wall had already fallen to the ground.

With a wolf howl, a swarm of wolves rushed in, dragging Merlot's necrotic left arm into the darkness.

"Haha! If you want these creatures to listen to you, you have to give them some sweetness before you can buy them for your own use. Taro Kimura smiled a little smugly.

On that day, he himself fell from a cliff and broke his legs, and if he had not served the wolf, he would have been buried in the wolf's belly.

Merlot seemed to understand his intentions, and he was about to speak, but a strong force came and pulled him from the ground.

With a "whew", a figure flashed, and then he seemed to be carrying a heavy object on his body, making his originally injured legs a little weak to support.

Merlot almost fell, but saw a hand stretched out behind his back, and handed him a wooden crutch.

"Little brother, hold on. From now on, you are my legs. Kimura's tone was arrogant, and he didn't care if Merlot agreed to his request.

"So what's in it for me?" Merlot really didn't refuse.

"Whatever you want, I can give it to you. Peerless martial arts, blood feuds, money and treasures, such as jade beauties? What do you want? Taro Kimura asked confidently.

In his mind, Merlot was his new life, his feet born again.

"Huh! I want everything you say. "Merlot, who was still very embarrassed and weak, suddenly became ambitious.

"Good! Then I'll give you the same. Taro Kimura agreed contentedly.

"How can I trust you?"

"I'll help you practice peerless martial arts first, and when the time comes, it's hard to believe me or not. Haha......"

Two people with the same fate, and two people with a big fate, who never died after falling off a cliff.

At this moment, they became the same person.

An ambitious demon with a twisted mind.