Taming of the Beast

When Mo Chen woke up, he was lying on a piece of green grass, but the supposedly quiet environment was extremely noisy, with messy footsteps, chaotic yelling, faint crying, and shouts of fear.

What is this place?

Looking around blankly, he saw a man wearing ancient costumes galloping past beside him.If you pinch your own face subconsciously, if it hurts, it is true.

However, how to explain everything in front of you? !

Although there are no buildings, Mo Chen can feel that this place is no longer the era he lived in. Seeing the people in ancient costumes and the real long hair on their heads, he seems to have returned to ancient times. .

cross?

Suddenly remembering this new vocabulary, Mo Chen patted the grass clippings on his body. He stood up in his pajamas and slippers, which didn't fit the scene very well and seemed out of place.

"Quick! All men take up weapons and follow me!" The rough voice sounded out of nowhere, which really startled Mo Chen, and saw a muscular man in plain clothes waving his arms and heading in a certain direction. Looking at it, it seems that he may be a woodcutter or a hunter, but the sharp big ax he is holding does not match his identity.

Following his voice, several burly men ran past Mo Chen, their dignified faces had no time to care about Mo Chen's strange clothes, and they were all focused on rushing somewhere.

Driven by curiosity, Mo Chen followed the direction in which they disappeared. He wanted to see what made these men panic like this.

Walking calmly, Mo Chen didn't panic because he came to a strange time and space. What he wanted was to find out the truth of the matter as soon as possible, and then go back to find those men.

Maybe it's all a dream, they disappeared, and they came here by themselves.

It was a dream, he could only explain it this way, and he hoped that he would wake up from this nightmare as soon as possible.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, an unpleasant fishy smell came over. It was faint at first, but as the pace progressed, the smell became stronger and stronger. After a while, the stench filled the sky. The boy frowned and covered his mouth and nose , looking at the shaking figure in the distance.

what is that?The distance was too far for him to see clearly, but he also vaguely felt that there seemed to be a battlefield where fierce confrontation was taking place.

Is that why those people came in such a hurry?Mo Chen wanted to escape, he didn't want to see the killing, but his feet seemed to be controlled by someone, and he walked towards the battlefield in a strange way.

The closer the distance, the stronger the smell of blood, followed by broken limbs and scattered corpses. This is the real battlefield.The grass on the flat ground was covered in red, and a tragic color spread. Mo Chen finally knew what it means to flow into rivers.

Seeing this, Mo Chen should have screamed, but after seeing the person standing on the cliff, he almost forgot how to breathe.

That is, Cang Kui.

He had never seen such a frosty face.Cang Kui's pupils were black, without any expression, he looked at the whole battlefield coldly.

No matter how cruel, no matter how many casualties, it seems that it will not affect his feelings, that Cang Kui has no feelings.

It was only then that Mo Chen discovered that those who fought those humans were not soldiers, or wild beasts, or half-demonized monsters...

Here is the battlefield thousands of years ago.

At this moment, he saw a group of people wearing magic robes rushing over, and countless magic tools and charms were aimed at the attacking monsters, and the battlefield changed drastically in an instant.

The dominant monster troops retreated again and again, the human army suppressed the beasts, and the monks and priests also successfully restrained the monsters' movements. This battle seemed to be coming to an end soon.

At this moment, a warm wind blew, mixed with the smell of death, caressing everyone's body.

Mo Ming's fear suddenly rose, and Mo Chen subconsciously looked at Cang Kui on the cliff.

I saw the man's beautiful silver hair dancing gently, and the white robe fluttering in the wind.

A perfect man exudes nobility.

The unique temperament and evil face attracted most people's attention. The sound of weapons colliding stopped abruptly. Everyone raised their heads and looked at the man on the cliff.

At this moment, Cang Kui suddenly jumped up and landed heavily on the ground, flying into the human army like a missile being ejected.

Mo Chen saw with his own eyes that Cangkui's sharp claws flashed between the throats of monks and priests lined up in a row. After he gracefully withdrew his hand and ended this performance-like action, the human bodies fell one by one, and the throats The splashed blood made Mo Chen's eyes wet.

Don't, don't go on, Qui, don't kill.

He wanted to go and hug Cang Kui, the wolf looked very bad, the fox was lonely and needed comfort from others.He wants to help him, to help his wolf.

But he only took a few steps, the man flew back to the top of the cliff with a whoosh, Mo Chen was in vain, but he had no choice but to rely on his own efforts to walk towards the cliff and to the man's side.

When he climbed up the mountain out of breath, there was another person beside Cang Kui, a rare old man, with his hands behind his back, who seemed to be talking to him.

Beside them, there was a jar, he had seen that jar before, it was the one that sealed Cangkui.

He couldn't hear what they were talking about, and after a while, he saw the old man, picked up the knife, and slapped his own body. The appearance was horrible. During the whole process, Cang Kui watched indifferently, as if the old man was worrying about his own body. What a boring show he puts on.

In the end, the cold dagger slit his throat, and the old man's body crashed down, splashing blood into Cang Kui's eyes.

At that moment, Mo Chen saw a trace of bewilderment on the man's face.

"Kui..." He knew that Cangkui needed comfort and couldn't care about his tiredness, so Mo Chen hurried over, and just when he was about to touch him, the old man's body suddenly changed.

The broken foot was lying on the ground alone, and the two separated legs were right under Cangkui's feet. The person who should have died suddenly "stands up", stands on the ground with the cross section of the leg, and walks towards Cangkui little by little. .

The cut neck was still bleeding, the knife used a lot of force, and only the bones and the flesh of the back of the neck remained connected to the head. The old man strenuously moved forward, and his head swayed from side to side with his movements, as if at any time. will all fall.

It was unspeakably disgusting, covering his mouth, holding back his vomiting and screaming, Mo Chen tried his best to suppress it, at this moment, he heard the moving corpse talking...

Like the sound of a blunt saw sawing wood, it was very hoarse, and the sound of haha ​​seemed to be panting.

"White Wolf... you don't have... what we all have... you don't... you kill us all... you don't get the humblest thing... you don't have... you who have it all... you don't have that ...you don't...you are pitiful...you are so pitiful..."

Following his voice, the corpses under the cliff also moved. They were either missing arms or broken legs. Some had their chests cut open, and their internal organs flowed out of their bodies. They fell down as they walked, which was extremely disgusting.

But these can be pretended not to see, the only thing that scares Mo Chen is that they are saying one thing in unison, the noisy voices, alternately forwarding such a message——

"...you don't...you don't...we all have...only you don't..."

Don't say any more, Mo Chen wanted to stop them from continuing, but the voice was getting louder and louder, covering the sky and covering the sky, everywhere, even if you covered your ears, it couldn't be stopped, the voice couldn't be stopped, it was transmitted directly to the brain.

Of course, it was not only him who heard it, but also Cang Kui.

The man's expression changed, from indifference to confusion, to helplessness and anger, his blood-stained eyes looked angrily at the corpse in front of him, and the man roared loudly, "What?! I don't have anything?! Tell me Me?! Stop shouting, tell me there is nothing?! Stop shouting! Tell me the answer, stop shouting!"

The voice of shouting with all his strength was heart-rending, and Mo Chen's tears flowed down, his vision was instantly blurred, and the figure of the man was no longer clear.

The voices of the corpses overwhelmed Cang Kui's, hovering in the empty valley.

The man's psychological defense quickly collapsed, his body swayed, his originally proud body knelt down on the ground, his high-pitched shout gradually turned into a murmur, Cang Kui held his head and kept repeating, "What is it... ...tell me...you all have it, what I don't have...tell me..."

No one answered his question, they just walked around him, reminding and shouting, making that man so pitiful.

"Qui, stand up, Kui." Weeping and shouting, but his voice could not reach the man's ears at all, and he just watched him being surrounded and swallowed by them.

Cang Kui's body shrank into a ball, and his voice became smaller and smaller, with tremors in it.

The corpse climbed up from the cliff, surrounded him, grinning ferociously, the ugly voice was hovering above his head, saliva and blood sprayed on the man, at this moment, he looked so humble.

Mo Chen yelled frantically, but Cang Kui couldn't hear his voice, trembling cowardly under their siege.

This is not his wolf, his wolf will not be so pitiful, and will never fall into such a desperate situation!

Wiping away his tears fiercely, Mo Chen furiously pushed aside the bloody corpse, walked up to the man, and looked down at him.

The man who has always been keen in insight, was a lot slower today. When he realized that the sunlight on his head was blocked by something, the blood-stained pupils raised timidly.

Cang Kui said that he is a proud king, and Wu Lian will never be defeated.

In him, you will never see pity and weakness.

Mo Chen's heart suddenly became calm, he looked at the strange yet familiar man coldly, and ordered: "You, stand up."

A trace of puzzlement flashed in the man's eyes, and the young man frowned, as if impatient, "Don't you want to know what they have? If you want to know, just stand up for me and get back your dignity like before."

Obviously stunned, as if thinking about the meaning of Mo Chen's words, the voice of the corpse became louder, but it could no longer control his thoughts.The man stared blankly at Mo Chen, and after a while, he slowly stood up, his expression gradually stabilizing.

He always felt that he had seen this little thing before, and seeing him, his impetuous heart got a little peace.

Cang Kui's expression gradually calmed down, Mo Chen breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled, raised his hand to caress the man's cheek, and wiped away the blood stained on him.

"Qui, what they have, what you don't have is heart and emotion, but that's the past." With a smile, he took his hand and put it on his chest. The young man narrowed his eyes gently, and said to the man he loved : "Now you have a heart and found feelings, and you gave them to me. Mo Chen has always cherished them and put them here. You and my heart are connected together, beating, and let me That love, more and more, full, envelops us."

"Heart? Feelings?" As if thinking of something, the man tilted his head and confirmed to Mo Chen.

"Yes, heart, and love." Standing on tiptoe, Mo Chen wrapped his arms around the man's neck, and kissed him lightly on the lips, "Qui, I love you, you are mine."

Confusion and incomprehension instantly disappeared from the man's face, like a ray of spring breeze blowing away the ten thousand years of ice, the man smiled lightly, and took the initiative to wrap his arms around his waist, "Mo Chen, I am yours."

His wolf, woke up.

She threw herself into the man's arms happily, and was about to wrap her arms around him to retreat, but felt dizzy.

The surrounding corpses and the man's body all turned into white smoke, enveloping him in an instant. Before he knew what was going on, the ground under his feet suddenly disappeared, and the weightless body fell down with a whoosh.