At night, his figure is particularly eye-catching, and the hazy moonlight sprinkles on him, making him more and more deep and mysterious.

The wolves formed a circle, staring viciously at the prey in the middle, ready to attack.

Fan Ting glanced at a hidden corner of the valley with a slight smile in his eyes.

Where they stood, directly in front of them was the river that surrounded the entire Penglai Island, and the mountains stretched, and between them was a row of extremely ferocious wolves.

The two sides confronted each other, and neither of them moved for half a point.

After all, there are too many wolves, and if you are not careful, you may die from the wolf's mouth.

Helan's men stood beside her to protect her.

At this moment, a wolf howl filled the valley, and the wolf howl was very melodious.

Fan Ting looked up, and above their heads, there was a snow-white wolf, which looked particularly domineering and fierce, and it looked like a wolf, and there was a cute little white wolf next to it, who was tilting his head to look at the group of people below.

The moment the wolf howl sounded, the group of wolves suddenly leaped forward and pounced on the people who were surrounded.

"Ah!!h

The wolves attacked so fiercely that some of them could not resist and were bitten to death, and then dragged behind by the wolves and hidden, as if they were ready for dinner.

Fan Ting still didn't move, quietly watching the fight around him.

And the group of wolves stared at him with green eyes, and Fanting swept his head with eyes like ice, which made those wolves suddenly droop their tails and tiptoe to besiege others.

His momentum was too majestic, and the wolves did not dare to attack at will.

However, Helan's side seemed to be more valued by the wolves, and nearly half of the wolves were besieging them.

Bei Ting blocked the empty door behind her to prevent a wolf from taking advantage of the loophole.

The two have already cooperated, and there is still a tacit understanding.

With both hands and feet, the number of wolves killed is constantly decreasing.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

Two gunshots rang out, and the valley was buzzing, and the sudden sound frightened the wolves for a moment, and they all looked over.

He Lan and Bei Ting were back to back, each facing several tall wolves, holding a pistol in their hands, their eyes were cold, and their tacit understanding was excellent.

A low laugh rang out, revealing a hint of mockery and coldness.

"It's a good fit."

Everyone subconsciously looked over.

I saw that the figure in the bright red robe was sitting on the top of the mountain above, one leg bent, the other leg swaying leisurely, and he was holding a snow-white and cute little wolf in his arms.

And beside him stood the mighty and fierce head wolf, staring at him very unkindly.

Fan Ting gently stroked the head of the cute little wolf, the mask was hazy by the moonlight, and he couldn't see clearly, his eyes were cold.

Because the little wolf was caught, the wolves surviving below actually stopped, and they all looked at the man in red anxiously in place.

Fan Ting plucked the little wolf's ear and whispered, "If you don't want it to die, take your wolves and roll away." ”

The wolf's ears twitched, and it spun around twice, then howled at the moon, echoing through the valley.

After that, it leaped down the valley and led the wolves away.

Before leaving, the head wolf looked back at the wolf cub in the man's arms and ran away.

Fan Ting didn't care, he felt that this group of wolves might not give up.

If the wolf turns back, it will either repay the favor or take revenge.

Just like him, since he was a child, he was said to be a dangerous wolf.

The treacherous eyes under the mask shrouded the two people at the foot of the mountain, and their lips hooked, revealing a ruthless taste.