A sudden beast tide that affected nearly one percent of the land of Dali Country and caused millions of casualties began here in Sansheng Village.

Countless wolves poured into this small ravine from all directions, and there were no humans or animals in their passes.

The shrill barking of dogs came and went, alerting people to the danger, and many people walked out of the house and saw the last and most horrific scene of their lives.

Bang!

An old man in his seventies and eighties, on crutches, turned around with great agility and tried to enter the house. Several black shadows flew towards him, knocking him to the ground. The old man could not even scream, and died at the mouth of the wolf.

In another hut, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy pushed a table behind the door, blocking the impact of several wolves, and while holding on to the table, he picked up the firewood knife in the corner of the house, and his face showed a bit of a hunter's fierce look.

At this moment, with the click of broken wood, the wooden window beside him suddenly burst, and among the debris flying in the sky, a big wolf with reddish-brown fur rushed to the scene, bit the young man's neck, and threw it left and right. The young man's expression froze instantly, but the firewood knife in his hand was still tightly gripped.

The outskirts of Sansheng Village are mostly thatched huts, which can easily be broken through by wolves, and the villagers living in them will naturally not escape their fate. Although the brick and stone courtyard is a little further inside, there are too many wolves, and under the continuous onslaught of wolves, except for a few lucky ones, almost no one can survive.

When the wolf tide came, Zhao Ziming was running exercises in the room, practicing silently. After being officially promoted to the first level, his internal strength has grown greatly, and, with his cultivation, his internal strength has increased at a gratifying rate every day, and this feeling of getting stronger day by day makes him more eager and confident to get rid of Long Liying's control.

"It's time to eat. Downstairs came the shouts of Sun Laohan.

Zhao Ziming sighed lightly, withdrew the exercises, and collected the internal force in the meridians into the dantian, and then slowly went downstairs.

Speaking of which, when he didn't practice before, although he knew Sun Laohan's identity, Zhao Ziming's feelings for Sun Laohan were still quite pure, similar to grandchildren to their grandparents, full of dependence and trust.

But since he got the mysterious scroll and stepped on the martial arts, this feeling has been greatly weakened, because he has to be on guard against Sun Laohan all the time, in case the secret of his cultivation is discovered by him.

At this time, there was a faint trace of anger in his heart, and when he thought that Sun Laohan was also one of the creators of his tragic fate, he inexplicably gave birth to a violent aura and wanted to destroy everything.

But for more than ten years, he has relied on Sun Laohan, who is really good to him. Regardless of whether it was because he was sure that Zhao Ziming could not cultivate, Zhao Ziming always received his nurturing grace.

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless?

These two contradictory psychology made Zhao Ziming fall into a rather distressed situation, and at present, he can't think of any way to solve it, so he can only take one step at a time, the only thing that is certain is that the matter of cultivation must continue to be concealed.

Moved over the stool and sat down, Zhao Ziming had just picked up the chopsticks, and suddenly felt something strange outside the door, and when he looked up, he saw three big wolves jumping towards him, and the scarlet wind was strong.

At the last moment, Zhao Ziming's pupils shrank, and he instinctively pulled out the bench under him, used enough internal force, and fanned out fiercely.

The bench shattered, and the three wolves also whimpered a few times and flew out of the door, but in an instant, several more vicious wolves pounced, followed by wolf shadows, I don't know how many.

Zhao Ziming was shocked in his heart, pulled Sun Laohan and ran upstairs. rushed into the bedroom and bolted the door, Zhao Ziming was still not at ease, and pushed over the wardrobe that was more than one person high and blocked behind the door.

All I could hear was a loud thud, and the door shook, mixed with the cacophony of claws scraping against the wooden door, and it was clear that the wolves had chased them out.

Seeing that the door would be difficult to break for a while, Zhao Ziming breathed a sigh of relief, he came to the window, pushed open the window and looked down, and suddenly felt a cold air rising along his spine and straight into his brain.

In the darkness, countless pairs of green eyes were firmly locked on this small building!

"Wolf tide ......" Sun Laohan also came to the window, he saw this situation, he didn't know what to remember, his face showed a look of extreme fear, and his body trembled slightly, "How can this be? It's only been thirty years since the last wolf tide!"

At this moment, a black shadow flashed upward under the windowsill, and then fell down again, but it was a wolf that wanted to jump up, but it was a lot worse.

Some of the companions took the lead, and one wolf after another jumped up and tried to climb the ledge, but they were all unable to catch it. Zhao Ziming didn't dare to take the risk, hurriedly closed the window, took out two wooden sticks from under the bed, and handed one to Sun Laohan.

Sun Laohan took the wooden stick, his mind settled for a while, and then he remembered the situation when Zhao Ziming repelled the three wolves on a bench just now, his face changed slightly, his lips moved, and finally he didn't say anything, only sighed long.

Zhao Ziming didn't care about anything else, he didn't notice the change in Sun Laohan's expression, and seeing that the wardrobe had an unstoppable tendency, he hurriedly rushed over and resisted it with his body.

Suddenly, the window slammed open, and a black wolf, much larger than the average gray wolf, clasped its paws on the window edge, and was about to rush into the house.

Seeing this, Sun Laohan hurried over, raised his stick and smashed it at the wolf's head, smashing the black wolf alive. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another black wolf jumped up from the darkness, this time without the obstruction of the window, and jumped directly into the room, knocking Sun Laohan to the ground!

The black wolf opened its big mouth and bit at Sun Laohan's neck, once the bite was confirmed, Sun Laohan was so frightened that he would die immediately.

At the critical moment, a violent sound of breaking wind sounded, and a wooden stick swept over and hit the wolf's head, carrying a huge force that knocked the black wolf over a few times and hit the wall, but it was Zhao Ziming who made a move.

The black wolf got up casually, let out a few low growls at Zhao Ziming, and then exerted his strength with four paws, turning the target to him.

"Attack its waist!" Sun Laohan stood up with a wooden stick, knowing that he was not the opponent of the black wolf, he retreated to the back and leaned against the wardrobe, temporarily taking Zhao Ziming's place, and at the same time reminded him.

Since he had internal strength, Zhao Ziming's movements were much faster, even if he was not much inferior to the black wolf and other fierce beasts, when the black wolf pounced, although he was not shocked, his body reversed and took a step back, and the wooden stick in his hand shook a circle, and slammed it on the waist of the black wolf who was in mid-air.

The black wolf howled miserably, flew out upside down, hit the wall, struggled a few times, and finally lay down softly, and was incapacitated by Zhao Ziming's blow.

At this time, with the strong wind, two more black wolves jumped into the room one after the other, and pounced on their heads.

Zhao Ziming's blow just now was too strong, and he himself was also hit a lot, and at this moment, the internal force was chaotic and could not be mobilized, but he was a little powerless in the face of the two strong black wolves.

However, he is not a person who sits still, his eyes flashed, his other hand was on the wooden stick, and then with both hands on the stick, he smashed it into the body of a black wolf with all his strength, as for the remaining black wolf, he was powerless.

Without the blessing of internal force, how could Zhao Ziming compete with the black wolf? He only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and the wooden stick came out of his hand under the action of a strong force, and at the same time, his body staggered back several steps.

He smiled bitterly, the real despair in his heart, grievances and grievances will disappear today.

Just when Zhao Ziming closed his eyes and waited for death, Sun Laohan behind him suddenly opened the wardrobe door, pulled Zhao Ziming into the cabinet, and then leaned against the cabinet door!

It wasn't until he heard Sun Laohan's wailing that Zhao Ziming reacted, he subconsciously firmly grasped the horizontal bar in the cabinet door, opened his eyes wide, but his mind was blank.

The wailing stopped, and the tearing of clothes resumed, and after a while, there was no sound.

There was no longer a figure of Sun Laohan in the room, only a few pools of dark red blood were left on the ground, and fragments of clothes were everywhere.

Five black wolves circled the closet, looking at each of them as if they were humans, and then the strongest black wolf leaped out and slashed across the closet with its paws from top to bottom, leaving several clear marks.

It's just that this wardrobe is obviously different from those hollow doors and windows, the whole body is made of boxwood hardwood in the mountains, which is very strong, and the few claw marks of the black wolf really have no effect.

The black wolves obviously didn't intend to give up, and tried every possible way to find an opportunity to open the wardrobe, but Zhao Ziming was clutching the horizontal bar inside, the cabinet door couldn't be opened, and the other places were full of thick wooden boards, they had a body of sharp claws, but there was no way to take the simple but extremely thick wardrobe.

The bright moon moved slowly in the sky, and I don't know how long it took, the slaughter came to an end, except for a few black wolves still surrounded in front of the wardrobe in an attic, all the wolves came to the field, they stood quietly, as if waiting for something.

"Whew-"

A low and powerful wolf howl with an inexplicable coercion suddenly came from afar, echoing between heaven and earth.

The wolves on the field raised their heads one after another, howling at the moon, and for a while, the world seemed to tremble in the wolf howl.

A moment later, the majestic wolf howl sounded again, suppressing the voices of countless people of the same kind.

The wolves all immediately stopped howling, and took a step forward, running in the same direction, not knowing where they were going, and even the five black wolves who were obsessed with opening the wardrobe did not hesitate to turn around and jump out of the window and merge into the wolf tide.

After a while, there was no longer a wolf in the mountains, as if everything before was an illusion, but the faint smell of blood floating in the air, as well as the death-like silence around it, revealed the previous tragedy.

Crunch.

Zhao Ziming pushed open the cabinet door and walked out, his eyes swept across the messy room, and a trace of pain appeared on Mu Ran's face.

He was silent for a long time, slowly squatted down, picked up the fragments of clothes belonging to Sun Laohan on the ground, and then took out the flint and lit it.

The orange flame danced non-stop, reflecting Zhao Ziming's face uncertainly, and when Xiaolou was completely engulfed in flames, Zhao Ziming turned around and walked into the distance, and the firelight behind him pulled out a long shadow in front of him, just like his dark future!