Virewolf

"Little swallow."

Mo Yan lowered his head when he heard the voice, and realized later: "You're awake."

"How do you feel?" It was so nervous, it turned into a human form, curled up beside Tang Fuchu, squatted down and asked tremblingly, "Does it hurt, is it uncomfortable?"

Tang Fuchu's lips were all white, he shook his head, he could only lie on the cold ground after suffering such a serious injury, Moyan's eyes turned red again, Tang Fuchu sighed, and took his arm towards him: "Come on Come on, hug one."

Mo Yan turned his back to the chaotic pack of wolves, bit his lip at him and shook his head.

This kind of fragility that he only showed when facing him alone always made Tang Fuchu helpless. Tang Fuchu lowered his voice and said to him weakly: "I heard everything, listen to me."

"Little Pharynx, you can't kill it," Tang Fuchu couldn't use the strength to speak, he pressed his wound and tried to breathe, "It's the former wolf king, there are so many henchmen in the wolf pack, and this Firstly, it seems to be used by hunters. Not to mention that if you do this, many wolves will hold grudges against you. Secondly, if you do this, if a wolf is caught by a hunter and escapes by chance, do you think it will dare to come back? ? This is so chilling."

He touched Mo Yan's hard face, and continued: "I always feel that you acted a little arrogantly this time. First, you are a wolf. This time the wolves are really hurt. No one will be more difficult than you. Second, It's my fault this time, I didn't listen to you..."

Mo Yan's eyes were trembling: "No, Chu'er."

"Don't always," Tang Fuchu said intermittently, coughing, "don't always blame yourself, and don't get the upper hand because of me."

"Let's discuss it carefully. From now on, you promise me that no matter what happens, you will save your own life first. Even the safety of the wolves will come after your own. You promise me..."

Mo Yan was taken aback, Tang Fuchu was still urging him, seeming to be getting more and more anxious, trying to vomit blood: "You promise me, Xiao Yan, you promise me."

"Okay, I promise you." Mo Yan blurted out without thinking about it.

"Okay..." Tang Fuchu lay down slowly, and smiled palely at him, "Then I promise you too, I will try my best to do what you said in the future."

"But this time," Tang Fachu struggled to sit up, and Mo Yan wanted to help him, so he grabbed Mo Yan's hand, "Think about it, little Yan, think about it again. They don't dare to fight You speak, it is indeed necessary to establish majesty, but you cannot completely separate from the wolves."

Mo Yan's eyebrows and eyes were gloomy: "You don't understand."

"Every time I have to make a decision, I use the old wolf king to pressure me, and now because Tianyuan is the previous wolf king, everyone rushes to plead for him. Do you really think that these wolves have a good relationship with him?" Mo Yan With a sneer, he sarcastically said, "Most of them have ulterior motives, taking advantage of the chaos to get involved. If I have been suppressed like this, this wolf might as well not do it."

Tang Fuchu sighed: "I know it's difficult for you."

Although he didn't quite understand it, he always felt that it was a bit like the high-level people in the village. There was cohesion, but it was also for the common benefit.

The sunlight in the daytime didn't feel warm on his body, Tang Fuchu watched his breath turn into white gas, hovering into the desolate sky, and said silently: "You can make it pay some price, this is a small punishment and a big warning, Like driving it out of the wolves."

"That's for sure." Mo Yan said this in a delicate tone, stern and at the same time a little helpless towards Tang Fuchu.

He always showed a little childishness when facing Tang Fuchu, his eyelashes seemed to be frozen, and they flickered back: "The wolves must not stay, but if I just let them go like this, I really can't vent my anger."

"Then what do you want to do," Tang Fuchu asked thoughtfully, "Let it cut off a leg?"

"That's more humiliating than killing it." Mo Yan rubbed Tang Fuchu's earlobe, and said with lowered eyes, "Whether a wolf can survive the winter is a problem, not to mention losing a leg. I can only starve to death."

Tang Fuchu closed his eyes, and said softly when he spoke again: "It seems that it has been locked up for a long time, and its hunting ability is not as good as before. If you drive it away now, I think it will be very cruel."

Mo Yan didn't speak, he gasped, his brows were furrowed.

Tang Fuchu was persuading him: "My father used to say, keep a line in life, so that we can meet each other in the future. If you spare it now, maybe it will be grateful and repay you later. You and the wolves in the pack After being with you for so long, they will respect and respect you no matter what, and if you let it go this time, they will also feel that you have a kind side."

"It's not just them. The few wolves lost this time, their partners or family members may find it difficult to accept this result."

Tang Fuchu shook his head: "After all, it is a minority, very few. You are a wolf, and you are doing your best if you can take care of the majority."

Mo Yan's hand gently stroked Tang Fuchu's injured area, he gritted his teeth, and clenched his other hand into a fist.

"Don't worry, Xiaoyan, if I follow you, I will definitely get hurt. Don't treat me like a human being. Since I have made a choice, I am just like you. I am an animal and a beast. Injury is the price of survival."

Mo Yan looked at him sadly and shook his head.

When Tang Fuchu saw this, he could only put the matter aside for the time being, trying to comfort him: "Think about this matter carefully, I am just giving you my opinion, and the final decision is up to you."

That being said, it's not like you don't know your place in my heart.

Mo Yan didn't say any more, turned into a wolf and lay beside him.

In the distance, the ugly-faced wolf looked at them secretly, flicking its tail and looking somewhere quietly.

The next day, Tian Yuan was expelled from the wolf pack.

The wind became more and more deafening, and this time, winter really came.