Chapter 36: The Child of Miracles

The white wolf appeared in the darkness, its silver tough fur in the depths of the dark North Underworld Forest, faintly glowing with the glow of strange flowers around it. It was haunted by the aura of the Netherworld, cold and murderous, like a mysterious messenger from hell.

It wrinkled its nose, bared its long fangs, and had something furry in its mouth. The amber wolf eyes shot out a terrifying essence, bowed his head, and stood in front of Nan Ling with his big tail cocked, standing still. Nanling tacitly dragged the unconscious Yueliu'er to his side, vigilantly observing the situation.

He didn't know why the white wolf had suddenly appeared, maybe it was because it smelled blood, maybe it was because it heard something, maybe it was ......... Did you smell your own breath? Thinking of the white wolf's eyes looking at him before leaving, it clearly contained pain and some expectation, clearly hoping that he could protect Yueya. Now, it must have been disappointed and angry to see Nanling with the villagers of Tsukimi Village, his old enemy, and come together to harvest the heart of the fox. Although Yueya was not harmed in any way, she did nothing hurtful......

Thinking of this, Nan Ling felt a little guilty and trance-like for no reason. The white wolf's unusual painful performance that day must have some hidden feelings and bitterness. took her to escape, and it must have been to escape from the village of Tsukimi. Moreover, Nan Ling also believes that the white wolf is not a monster as Moon Bone said.

However, according to his current observation and understanding, the Moon Bone Elder was kind to people, and the villagers were simple and honest, except for the unusual fanatical belief in the Moon Snake God, he did not mean to harm Yueya or Nanling. On the contrary, it seems that Tsukiya's status in the village of Tsukimi is still very high, and she is a highly respected saint. Nan Ling was a little at a loss, it seemed that both sides had their own decisive reasons and positions, and he didn't know who to help.

Perhaps, he was drawn into a war where there were no bad guys. But the master once said that the most complicated thing in the world is the human heart. Dealing with people is not an absolute game of taking treasures on the chessboard and breaking the dangerous peak, and no one can live in black and white. After all, in many things, there is only a relative position, and there is no absolute justice.

So, what will the white wolf do to himself, how will he treat the wounded and dying Tsukio, and the unconscious Tsukiro, will they eat them mercilessly, and attack themselves?

"Woohoo-" A small beast whimper came from the white wolf's mouth. interrupted Nan Ling's thoughts. Nan Ling was curious, looked at it fixedly, and wondered why the white wolf made such a weak and frightened voice coldly? But seeing that the fluffy ball in the white wolf's mouth actually writhed on its own, the round head of the tiger's head blinked with the royal blue glass beads and called aggrievedly, and the five little tails wilted and curled a few times, Nan Ling was surprised in his heart, isn't this the chick? When was it taken by the white wolf?

Seeing that his child was in the mouth of the white wolf, he could be bitten to death at any time, and he was suddenly angry and anxious, and let out an eager and rapid roar in his mouth, and took a few steps back to rush forward, but he repeatedly jumped a few steps and then retreated, not daring to act rashly, that look, like a pet who was amused by someone, looked a little funny.

Nan Ling looked at the white wolf and was very curious. This white wolf is full of spirituality, and it must have been a premeditated action to take the chicks in its mouth, and the white wolf must have been observing for a long time before finding an opportunity to take the chicks.

The white wolf looked at the impatient monster very calmly, lay down in a hurry, let go of his mouth, and put the chick on the ground. The young wolf was so frightened by the white wolf that she didn't know what to do, and she cried out mournfully, not daring to move. The white wolf gently stretched out his rough tongue, licked the chick one by one, and helped it smooth its hair, the action was gentle and powerful, and the trembling body of the chick gradually calmed down, and even enjoyed the white wolf being "bathed" by it.

The big monster stopped attacking and tilted his head in confusion, looking at his child and the white wolf.

Nanling's eyes were shining, and his heart was extremely curious. This is obviously an act of flattery! Why does the white wolf want to curry favor with Da Yan?

Helping the chicks straighten out their hair, he licked the chicks' head and stood up suddenly. Hina's head tilted comfortably, and she quickly slammed her neck with her hind paws. The white wolf nudged the little buttocks with the tip of his nose and motioned for him to come to his father's side.

Hina stood up and ran back to Big Fox with her little ass twisted and twisted.

The white wolf's eyes rose and met the fierce gaze, and for a long time, the two giant beasts maintained this movement, and no one moved.

And the white wolf has always been in front of Nanling, Yuexiong, and Yueliuer.

The big monster roared twice, turned around and curled up the chickon with his tail, placed it on his broad back, and limped away into the darkness of the forest hills.

"Ahem, cough, ahem........." As soon as Da Yan's front foot left, Yuexiong coughed violently. A large amount of blood gushed out of his mouth, more often in his throat, making him "gurgle" and whimper in pain.

Nan Ling hurriedly ripped a piece of cloth from his body and treated Yuexiong's wounds.

The white wolf turned his head when he heard the sound, staring at the painful Yuexiong with complicated eyes, and he didn't move for a long time. I don't know when a few flying fireflies gathered in the air, all of them tirelessly flew by the irregular faint light, adding a bit of loneliness and coldness.

Nan Ling clearly saw that the white wolf's eyes were full of sadness.

"As for the white wolf, he doesn't hide it from the young man, and he is the old enemy of our Yuejian Village. It robs the saints, blasphemes the gods, does all kinds of evil, and is very hateful. ”

Thinking of the words of the moon bone, Nan Ling couldn't help but be even more curious. What is the relationship between this white wolf and the village of Tsukimi? Since they are old enemies, shouldn't they kill these two without hesitation?

"Do me a favor and find two hemostatic plants. Dark green, seven leaves and one flower, there may be one near here. Nanling said tentatively to the white wolf.

The white wolf glanced at him faintly, froze for a moment, slowly stood up, flicked his tail and disappeared. After a while, it came back with a few dark green herbs, chewed them, and spat on Tsukio's wounds. Yuexiong's wounds had been cleaned with water by Nanling, and the rotten flesh and bones looked terrifying. As soon as the somewhat irritating hemostatic grass touched Tsukio's wound, he arched himself in pain, then let out a long sigh and softened again.

Fortunately, there is still a life left, and Nanling is relieved.

However, this arm cannot be saved. Nan Ling looked at the half-amputated arm that had just been amputated for the moon bone and sighed.

"Yuexiong-Yuexiong-" The sound of shouts was remembered, and the light of a few torches jumped around like ghost fire, Nan Ling was startled, and understood that the villagers of the other teams must have been looking for unusual screams and wolf howls.

"Let's go. Nan Ling said to the white wolf in a deep voice.

The white wolf let out a low roar, stood up sharply, and disappeared into an afterimage into the depths of the forest.

Almost as soon as the front and back feet were ready, several villagers appeared around with torches. In order to treat Yuexiong's wounds for convenience, Nan Ling also lit a torch, which was naturally very conspicuous in the dark forest hills.

"What's wrong with this—Lord Tsukio?" The villagers were really frightened, and they chattered, sighing and shaking their heads.

Nan Ling told what had happened one by one, but he hid the part of the white wolf, saying that he had been driven away by himself.

The villagers gathered around, some thanked Nanling for what he had done, some sighed for Yuexiong, some vowed to find this beast, and some knelt on the ground and begged the moon snake god to bless Yuexiong safely.

Just as everyone was scrambling to lift Yuexiong, a villager's terrible scream broke the solemn atmosphere. Nan Ling turned his head and found a villager pointing at Yue Liu'er, who had woken up and was sitting alone, his eyes cracked and full of horror.

Nan Ling's eyes sank, and this strange and terrifying scene really startled him: under the flickering firelight, the glazed Yue Liu'er's face was covered with blood, and his hands were holding Yue Xiong's half-amputated arm, and he was devouring it. Beside him was an empty blood bag containing the heart of the harvest.