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The edge of the knife became sharper and sharper, and his eyes became more lonely. It's like a lonely wolf, looking at the flocks of sheep playing in the grassland, but unable to walk with them.

After all, Hanyu can't live like a normal person.

Every night when the moon is full, the blood of beasts boils in his body, and in order not to be regarded as an alien, he always disappears at night for no reason, and he comes into contact with fewer people.

Whenever he couldn't hold back, he went into the forest alone, lying on the long-abandoned wooden roof, watching the magnificent and mysterious full moon.

The moonlight is moving, but it also makes people more lonely.

His home had been destroyed by fire.

For the sake of these people who looked at him coldly, he did not hesitate to burn his best memories.

Now he has nothing.

That's why he wished he had someone to talk to him, even if he said a word.

But because of his "incompetence" on the battlefield, even a few children sneered at him.

- "Your hand." ”

The person who spoke was not a Kazakh, but Qiu Rong.

Hanyu quickly hid his hand, which was dripping with blood, but seemed to be better than when he was injured.

Only blood!

Bright red, like red flowers blooming on the edge of grass blades.

Hanyu ignored her, but began to sharpen arrows, bows and knives were the tools that hunters relied on to survive, thinking that the hunter had spent most of his time preparing for the killing as Hanyu did.

Qiu Rong collapsed on the edge of the cage, and she continued, "Do you know anything about the beasts in the forest?"

Hanyu said, "What if you know?"

Qiu Rong said: "Because in my opinion, the beast is here." ”

Hanyu didn't even look back, he said, "Oh?"

Qiu Rong said: "Maybe others didn't find out, but I understand that the werewolf is you." ”

Hanyu was secretly surprised.

He was covered in wounds, and last night's battle had consumed so much of his physical strength that he had almost lost the ability to heal. Every time he touched a wound, he had to bare his teeth, and his face was always pale, but his movements were not obvious.

There is no right or wrong in this grassland, there is only life and death.

If an animal is injured and bleeding, or is sick, it is immediately killed by the predator.

As a hunter, Hanyu knows all too well about this kind of thing, so even if he is seriously injured, he still has to pretend that nothing happened. Prevent something with bad intentions...... Like Qiu Rong, she could see that something was wrong at a glance.

Now he had his shirt open, his underwear stained red with blood.

There were traces of arrows and crossbows on the shiny and hard abdominal muscles, and there were deep knife marks on the waist, abdomen, and shoulders, because he had hidden them for a long time, some of the skin and flesh were even stuck with the clothes, and he tore them off in pain.

Qiu Rong saw it in his eyes, and Hanyu actually left it until this time to heal his injuries.

He sharpened his weapons before he began to heal, taking the enemy's life more than his own.

He chose to attack, not to save his life.

What a brave person, even a little crazy and arrogant.

If a person has been lonely for a long time, I am afraid that this kind of character will be caused, this kind of person often cherishes words like gold, but will practice a certain skill to the realm of high and cold.

Hanyu is a hunter, and his skill is only hunting.

Night.

Prairie Night.

Smooth and mysterious, the silver-white brilliance casts on the endless prairie. A gust of cold wind blows, but it brings a refreshing and peaceful scent of grass.

Although Hanyu's conversation with Qiu Rong was short, he was also grateful to this woman from the bottom of his heart.

If this woman was not an enemy, he would have been happy to follow her.

But there is nothing to talk about.

Artillery killed his brother, and the Iron Rider trampled on the land where he had been chatting and laughing with the hunters.

He lit a bonfire.

The bonfire had dyed his face red, Qiu Rong was covered in blood, and I don't know if it was because of the fire, her eyes were a little blood-red.

She thought again of the shocking scene of those who devoured the people she held most in her respect like wild wolves.

Even if she doesn't sleep, every night at this time, she will keep repeating that memory in her mind, which has become a stubborn disease.

An incurable disease.

Just like Hanyu's stubborn illness, his strange bloodline was inherited from his parents and could not be changed.

He let out a long sigh.

What better way in the world to understand each other than two terminally ill people?

Qiu Rong said: "You are regarded as an outlier by ordinary people, so you have lived in seclusion in the Northwest Grassland for a long time. ”

Hanyu said, "No, my father is a werewolf, but my mother is a complete human. He suddenly looked at the cattle and sheep again, and said, "A woman who likes a wolf is also a monster." ”

Qiu Rong said: "At least she is also a smart monster, and I would rather be a wolf than a human." ”

Wolves are free.

They are in a clear position and work together sincerely...... Although there is intrigue, it is not like the world fighting for their lives.

Wolves are indeed cuter than humans.

So it's much easier to like a wolf than to like a person.

Qiu Rong suddenly liked the wolf in front of her very much, and said with a smile: "Boy, what's your name?"

Hanyu said, "Hanyu. The feather of the feather, the life of life. ”

His eyes seemed to light up as he spoke.

It's a simple name.

Especially when it comes out of his mouth, it has an indescribable charm.

- "I remember the wooden house, which was my home. ”

What a light tone he used to tell his heavy background.

Qiu Rong said: "You are miserable. ”

Hanyu said: "It's really miserable. ”

Qiu Rong said: "You should be very sad now. ”

Hanyu said, "If I were a woman, I would have burst into tears. ”

Qiu Rong said: "Your home is gone. ”

Hanyu blinked and said, "Home is still there." ”

She suddenly understood that this vast steppe, these Kazakhs who had treated him very well, were his home and relatives.

But he was so out of place.

Hunters are the lowest-ranking people among the Kazakhs, even shepherds who keep cattle and sheep in captivity, they don't bother to be in the company of hunters.

Qiu Rong said: "They seem to look down on you. ”

Hanyu said, "Indeed. ”

Hunters are lustful, cruel, and worldly in their eyes...... Hunters do not hesitate to shoot eagles for breakfast, and the Hasaka people believe in eagles. In the eyes of hunters, faith seemed worthless, and naturally fell into the despise of everyone.

Hanyu was indeed taught that way.

For a moment, Hanyu's expression suddenly became very naughty, and he said, "But I don't remember the villain's mistakes." ”

Qiu Rong said: "Even if they cut your hands with knives or stab you in the heart like today, you will never give up on them?"

Hanyu was silent again.

But his silence was not because he was shaken, but because he was a little sleepy.

He only said two words: "Forever." ”

Qiu Rong just shook her head, she was a pity, but it was a pity that a fierce wolf silently guarded the flock.

"The wolf is in love with the sheep, the love is crazy~" is a song and is buried on the vast grassland.

Tomorrow is the big day to choose the leader, and Hanyu should have come out on top.

But he fell into a deep sleep beside the cage.

He could not register because he was not an ethnic Kazakh.