Become a cat [Zhan Zhao]

Alan has never seen such wolves before. Their fur is all white, with a huge head and a thin and soft body. They are a complex existence that is both wild and beautiful.She and the wolves stared at each other, and felt an uncontrollable confusion in the violent heartbeat-this was more like a dream than reality.Whether it is the contradiction caused by the beauty and murderous intent of the wolves, or the contrast between the silent snow field and the huge wolf pack, a weird atmosphere pervades the surroundings.In such a cold night with howling north wind, dozens of them gathered together, but hardly made any sound.The leading wolf seemed to possess some amazing wisdom, and made a low voice in its throat, and slowly stepped forward half a step. This move seemed to be both a temptation and a declaration of war.

Zhan Zhao's hand was already on the hilt of the sword, and he looked at the wolf head calmly.If possible, he didn't want to meet these living sword soldiers in the snow.Although the lethality of wolves is not scary enough for him to make him timid, but there are so many opponents, once a battle really starts, Zhan Zhao can't guarantee Alan's safety.

And the wolves have slowly dispersed to surround the col, like a pre-war formation.These white predators are natural strategists, and while outnumbered, they seem to have the perfect plan of attack.

Zhan Zhao stood up slowly, rubbing his thumb against the rough hilt, the lines on it seemed to have a calming effect.He blocked Alan behind him calmly, as firm as a rock from head to toe, without the slightest trembling.

Fortunately, after taking the medicine, Zhan Zhao didn't have to worry about turning into a cat for the past half month.He had no doubt that if he was not standing here with his hands on the hilt of his sword, but lying on the ground as a kitten, the wolves would have rushed forward and tore him and Alan to pieces.

The night was thick and bitterly cold, and the snow and ice showed a deep blue in the darkness.On the other hand, Zhan Zhao seemed to be able to feel the heat emitted by the wolves, their slightly opened mouths continuously spewed out white steam, and their postures were vigilant and alert.The air seemed to be frozen by the chill and murderous intent between heaven and earth, and no one side acted rashly, but the contest had already begun in secret.

Alan's breathing gradually calmed down after the shortness of breath, and her calmness and composure returned, but her hands and feet were still cold and stiff, which was the residual effect of fear.She's still learning how to face a crisis without getting thrown off her feet.This obviously fails to meet Zhan Zhao's requirements, so that the Taishan Mountain collapses in front of him without changing his color, and the elk walks on the left without blinking his eyes.But in front of him were dozens of wolves that were almost bigger than humans, and A Lan felt that it was understandable for her to feel short-term panic.

Her eyes lingered on the wolves and Zhan Zhao.Zhan Zhao stood firmly, but A Lan could feel the opponent's muscles were tense, ready to attack or defend at any time.But the actions of those wolves are intriguing. After they surrounded the col, they stood still, as if they were waiting for something.

What are they waiting for?Should we wait for Zhan Zhao to act first, or wait for them to be overwhelmed by invisible fear and to collapse first?

Night Breeze became miserable.The alpha wolf suddenly arched its body, its front paws sank heavily into the snow, and a low growl came out of its throat.

With a sound of "choking", the giant que in Zhan Zhao's hand came out of its sheath, and at the same time, the three wolves behind the head wolf rushed towards him, opening their bloody mouths and brazenly launching an attack.

Zhan Zhao raised his left arm, and a sleeve arrow pierced through the air, and suddenly shot through the throat of the wolf in front.The hot and bright red blood sprayed out and sprinkled on the white snow, dazzling and gorgeous.The thick bloody smell spread out in an instant, and steamed the killing intent by the way.

The wolves suddenly let out a shrill cry.Alan grabbed the stick and jumped up, and rushed forward with Zhan Zhao on the left and right.After Zhan Zhao finished the wolf that was pounced on his throat with his sword, Alan smashed the hind leg of another wolf with a stick—for some reason, she couldn't kill her.Although these wounded wolves would usually find it difficult to survive because of this, when A Lan looked at those cold animal eyes, he felt a sense of shock and pain spread in his heart.

And in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen wolves rushed towards them back and forth!

The sword dance in Zhan Zhao's hand turned into a cold light, blocking more than half of the wolves outside, while Alan smashed back those wolves that jumped over the line of defense with a stick.Wolves continued to die under Zhan Zhao's sword, but they refused to give up, jumping over the corpses of their own kind and continuing to bite Zhan Zhao and Alan.Although they cooperated seamlessly, such a style of play could not be sustained for a long time, and it was difficult to win.

There are too many wolves.And Xue Ye was endless, and these wolves were extremely good at running, Zhan Zhao didn't think he could outrun these beasts with Alan.

This is a stalemate and a dead end.

However, before Zhan Zhao could think of a solution, Ah Lan was already injured!A wolf pounced on her from the left, biting Alan's left leg tightly.Alan snorted, and slammed down the eyebrow-level stick in his hand, smashing the wolf's head.Her left leg was bloody, and there were spots of dark red on the snow.The thick and pungent smell of blood in the air was disgusting, and the howling of the wolves drowned out the sound of the wind.

Alan staggered on the stick, she didn't hurt her muscles and bones in the thick cotton pants, but the severe pain caused by the wound still made people panic.More wolves rushed towards Ah Lan, and she took a step back before being hugged by Zhan Zhao.The opponent held a sword in his right hand to repel the attacking wolf, and suddenly exerted force with his left hand, which threw Alan high up.

"Ah!" Ah Lan was caught off guard and yelled in mid-air.She was thrown straight to the top of the mountain by Zhan Zhao, and after a short roll, she fell heavily on top of it, the snow fluttered down, and the sky was full of snow and fog.

The radian of the top of the col is not small, and A Lan hardly dared to move on it.The cold snow stung the wound, she struggled to get up, pointed her head down and shouted: "Master!"

"Hide well!" Zhan Zhao had almost no time to speak, when a wolf jumped up suddenly and bit his left arm fiercely.Zhan Zhao pierced the opponent's head with his back sword, and suddenly threw his body away with all his strength, and smashed it at several other animals who took the opportunity to pounce on him.

Alan watched and screamed loudly: "Master!" She stood up and wanted to jump off, but Zhan Zhao sternly stopped her: "How dare you!"

And just when the situation was almost irreversible, suddenly a long bell sounded from the valley.

The sound of the bell seemed to resound through heaven and earth, but it was not achieved with a deafening sound.Its sound is clear, spiritual and clear, which invigorates people's spirits; its tune is long and long, which makes people yearn for it.Whether it was the wolves or Zhan Zhao, when they heard the bell, they all stopped at the same time.

In this brief moment, Ah Lan seemed to hear a distant sigh.A serene and peaceful image emerged before her, almost as convincingly real as the icy snow and biting wind.And when the picture disappeared, Alan couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

What is even more shocking is that after the bell, all the wolves gave up their attack.They crawled down on the snow, facing the direction of the valley, as if submitting.

Alan couldn't help but widen his eyes, watching everything that happened in front of him in disbelief.Even Zhan Zhao felt an indescribable surprise.

The bell stopped, and the wolves slowly stood up, and then receded like a tide.If it wasn't for the corpses all over the ground and bright red everywhere, it would be hard to imagine that a bloody battle had just taken place here.

And the silence between heaven and earth was restored again. The strong wind blew away the strong and pungent bloody smell in the blink of an eye, and let out a low whimper, signaling the coming of peace.

All of a sudden, Ah Lan burst into tears with a "wow", she struggled and threw herself down from the top of the mountain depression, so frightened that Zhan Zhao rushed up to catch him.But the other party immediately hugged him tightly with hands and feet, and the suppressed crying hit Zhan Zhao's heart one after another.

"...Okay, okay, isn't it all right?" Zhan Zhao comforted dryly, almost at a loss.

Alan cried uncontrollably, she really thought that Zhan Zhao was going to die just now, even if things turned around, she still couldn't erase the fear and heart-piercing pain that went deep into the bone marrow.Zhan Zhao can only make do and hug him, but in fact his body is covered with blood, and he really doesn't want to get close to A Lan at this moment.He hoped that Alan could be clean.

Finally, after Ah Lan finished crying, she remembered to bandage Zhan Zhao's wound, and sternly rejected the other party's proposal to treat her wound first.The decisiveness of his attitude almost made Zhan Zhao feel that his teacher was too powerful.

The fire had long since been extinguished, but both men's eyes had adjusted to the darkness.A Lan leaned half in Zhan Zhao's arms, carefully cut off the clothes around his wound, and wiped the wound with a cotton cloth soaked in spirits.She also said childishly: "Call out when it hurts, and I will try to make it as light as possible."

Zhan Zhao: "..." He is getting too close to Ah Lan, his chin rubbing against her hair.However, Alan was immersed in strong emotions now, and didn't even notice that the distance between the two had exceeded the tolerance of etiquette.

Fortunately, the stinging pain brought by the moment the wine touched the wound was enough to wake people up. Zhan Zhao's arms were stretched as hard as iron, but he refused to even frown.Alan lowered her head and carefully wiped the blood near the wound, then suddenly turned her head slightly and glanced at Zhan Zhao from the bottom up.I don't know if it's the angle of his head, or A Lan's soft eyes at that moment, Zhan Zhao's breathing suddenly became heavy.

"Pain?" Ah Lan immediately relaxed her movements, thinking that she hurt Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao's throat tightened: "It doesn't hurt, hurry up."

"Oh." Ah Lan agreed honestly, but his movements were still cautious.After tossing and tossing for a long time, the torment of Zhan Zhao ended.

Zhan Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, his confused mind almost couldn't remember that A Lan's leg was also injured.With a hoarse voice, he asked Alan to sit down, and then gently rested her leg on his knee, first checked whether the bones were injured, and then began to treat the wound methodically.

However, Zhan Zhao's hands were trembling slightly all the time, and his nerves that had been as firm as a rock in the face of the wolves just now turned into cobwebs in the wind, constantly shaking violently.

Alan didn't have the forbearance that Zhan Zhao had, he couldn't help gasping for air, and made a "hissing" sound to express the pain.The more she was like this, the more Zhan Zhao's hands shook, and more than half of a bottle of wound medicine was thrown out.

After finally bandaging the wound, Zhan Zhao immediately let go of A Lan, stood up, and took a few steps outside.He tried his best to adjust his breathing, looked at Dongfang, which had already turned pale, and murmured: "It's dawn." He suddenly turned his head, looked at A Lan who was hidden in the half-brightness, and said, "Get up, we'll get up immediately." Set off into the valley."