The portraits behind the two children began to slowly become clearer, and the sharp cold light was first carved out of tiny teeth and sharp nails, which were the source of Ling Yuxiao's greatest fear and hatred, and gradually the lines continued to condense The face of a chilling wolf-like beast appeared, followed by the body. Its seven-foot fur is purple, which sets him apart from other wolves, a foul-smelling mouth, and small, dense teeth compared to other wolves, this is the amethyst wolf. Don't be fooled by his relatively small size, it's a fierce beast of the Fivefold Realm, and it likes to play with its prey before killing it, feeling their fear. The two children were his lunch, and now it was tasting the child's fear, which seemed to be its appetizer.

Ling Yuxiao and Ling Yuyao kept running, Ling Yuyao seemed to be very tired, she couldn't run a little, and her speed was full. The amethyst wolf slashed lightly on their paws behind them, and Ling Yuyao's back clothes cut a big gap, and the skin was also scratched with a shallow wound. The amethyst wolf didn't seem to intend to seriously injure Ling Yuyao, it wanted Ling Yuyao to continue to escape, and it wanted to continue to play with the two children.

Ling Yuyao cried in pain, and was dragged by Ling Yuxiao to run while crying. At this time, Ling Yuxiao was also extremely frightened in his heart, but there was still his sister Ling Yuyao behind him, he couldn't give up his spirit, it had to overcome his fear. He dragged Ling Yuyao with all his strength to run, but whenever they accelerated, the amethyst wolf would also accelerate, and they and the amethyst wolf always maintained a physical distance. Slowly, slowly, Ling Yuxiao had no strength, and the amethyst wolf raised his claws again. The claws of the amethyst wolf were similar to crystals, and the cold light was shining into Ling Yuxiao's eyes, even though it was morning, and when the sun's rays filled the entire grass, the cold breath was deep into Ling Yuxiao's bone marrow.

The cold light fell, and the Amethyst Wolf's attack seemed to be in vain. Ling Yuxiao was dragging Ling Yuyao in front of him at this time, pushing Ling Yuyao to run. The amethyst wolf seemed to be a little annoyed, and with another stroke, a deep imprint appeared on Ling Yuxiao's back, and this imprint was bloody, staining the messy clothes behind it. The small blue placket turned blood, which was particularly obvious in the green grass. Ling Yuxiao didn't shout, he didn't want Ling Yuyao to hear it. The two continued to run, the amethyst wolf still following closely behind.

It was another cold light, and Ling Yuxiao's back was filled with a deep mark. After this mark, Ling Yuxiao fell, and after the severe pain and deep injury, he was already weak and weak from blood loss. Ling Yuxiao was lying on the green grass, and at this time he could only look like a blood-red bud in the green leaves, full of red breath, but this was the breath of death.

Ling Yuyao felt that there was no thrust behind her, and looked back as she ran. The scene at this time shocked him, the claws of the amethyst wolf were stepping on Ling Yuxiao's back, and the hot and smelly breath was spraying from his mouth to Ling Yuxiao's face. Ling Yuyao was so frightened that she suddenly collapsed to the ground, crying and shouting, "Brother Yuxiao, don't!"

The amethyst wolf was licking Ling Yuxiao's back with interest, tasting the blood full of fear. Ling Yuxiao raised his head and said to Ling Yuyao with a smile: "Yuyao, stand up quickly, keep running, here is your brother Yuxiao." ”

Ling Yuyao looked at the amethyst wolf licking Ling Yuxiao's back, and suddenly a trace of courage rose in her heart and shouted: "I want to protect Brother Yuxiao, don't run away! I want to block all the fierce beasts in front of Brother Yuxiao!" After speaking, Ling Yuyao stood up and rushed towards the amethyst wolf. But how could this petite body be the opponent of the fierce beasts of the Five Realms? With a casual blow from the Amethyst Wolf's paws, Ling Yuyao was instantly knocked out and fell heavily to the ground. Ling Yuyao's heart was full of unwillingness at this time, and the wind energy around her seemed to be beginning to be absorbed by her, and she felt the power she had never had. She rushed forward, the amethyst wolf watched this process with interest, and when Ling Yuyao rushed in front of it again, Ling Yuyao attacked again with a small amount of wind energy, but what was the use of this? The amethyst wolf seemed to be interested, and it didn't care about the child's attack to lick the blood of the boy under him. The constant attacks of the girl are just tickles for the amethyst wolf.

When the girl was a little tired, the amethyst wolf also lost interest. The Amethyst Wolf looked up at Ling Yuyao, and the cold glint in his eyes suddenly made Ling Yuyao's courage to fight instantly dissipate. Ling Yuyao fell to the ground and began to retreat backwards, wanting to leave the amethyst wolf, tears flowed unconsciously. The amethyst wolf left Ling Yuxiao, who was already unable to move, and jumped up and jumped to Ling Yuyao's side, and Ling Yuyao was pressed to the ground with his paws. The fishy saliva dripped on Ling Yuyao's face full of fear, making Ling Yuyao forget to cry. The amethyst wolf saw Ling Yuyao's slender arm, and a stream of blood flowed out with a slight stroke of his paw, and the amethyst wolf began to lick Ling Yuyao's blood again, as if it liked it very much.

The two children were now fish on the amethyst wolf's chopping board, and the amethyst wolf could kill them at any time. But the amethyst wolf likes its prey to die in slow fear, and this is the most delicious. The faint smell of a child, and the smell of death in the air, were like invitations from death. The child has been pronounced dead.

The faint force of the wind gathered in the wind slowly dissipated and drifted towards the forest not far away. A cyan elk felt the breath and scurried in the direction of the wind. It was only a few breaths before the elk came to the meadow, and it saw two children lying under the claws of the amethyst wolf, covered in blood. And the amethyst wolf kept licking their blood. The elk lowered its head, its thick antlers rushing towards the amethyst wolf.

The amethyst wolf saw the elk that suddenly rushed over, and before he could react, he was suddenly pushed into the air. The amethyst wolf stabilized its flying body, its eyes narrowed slightly, and stared at the elk. It seemed to see that this elk realm was not as high as its own, and its original fierce expression turned into a greedy look. This elk is a spirit animal, and eating it is far more valuable than eating a few children who are not lightly exposed, and their own realm will be further improved.

The purple hair of the amethyst wolf slowly erected, and the loose hair became like a sharp needle, constantly reflecting the purple light under the sunlight. The amethyst wolf rushed towards the elk, and the elk lowered its head and resisted with its antlers, but the agility of the amethyst wolf was something that the elk did not expect, and the amethyst wolf ran in front of the elk and suddenly stopped sideways, and the back half of the wolf's body was thrown out because of inertia. The whip-like tail flicked over the elk's left shoulder, and the sharp purple fur scratched the elk. Suddenly, the elk was marked with several blood marks. Elk antlers struck to the left, blocking the amethyst wolf's continued damage.

In this way, the amethyst wolf and the elk fought together, Ling Yuxiao couldn't help but sweat when he saw the fierceness of the battle, if the elk lost, he would also die in the wolf's belly.