The Pretty Fox and the Lone Wolf

At first it was a soldier who had gone to a distant place to relieve himself, and then the two men who went to look for him did not return.The place where the bonfire can't shine is endless darkness, and no one dares to continue to leave the bright firelight.

Sensing the commotion around him, Fang Yousheng opened his eyes, gripped the scabbard by his side, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Before hearing the answer, a shrill wolf howl pierced the sky, attracting everyone's attention—especially Fang Yousheng.

Fang Yousheng's hand holding the scabbard relaxed and tightened, his pupils constricted, his breathing stagnated, and he waited for the pack of wild wolves to appear.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the surrounding darkness, Lu Geshi felt Fang Yousheng's beating heart, poked his head out of his pocket, and asked Fang Yousheng what was wrong with him.

Fang Yousheng couldn't speak, and stood up abruptly.The pack of wolves was getting closer and closer, and the threatening howl of the beast from its throat was frightening.

"I've seen what the hell it means to say that misfortune comes from the mouth..." The soldiers who had been sitting with Fang Yousheng pulled away from their horses, stared at the darkness, and said, "This man really raised wolves - or Wolves."

"what--!!"

When everyone was staring at the direction where the howling sound came from, the first wolf appeared from behind them. Its speed was extremely fast, and its movements were fast, accurate, and ruthless, and it swooped in just a moment. A soldier towards the end.

The soldier only let out a scream at the moment of being caught, and immediately, the sharp wolf claws pierced his eyeballs and pierced his head.

The wolf demon's body is a naked man, but its limbs and head are in the shape of a wolf - this is the characteristic of a resentful demon, it is not human, animal, or demon.

It pulled out its bloody claws, looked up at the others, then turned around and ran away, hiding in the darkness.

"East!" Fang Yousheng shouted one person's name, "Run!"

The man's reaction was only half a beat late, and the neck was bitten off directly. The rolling head tore off a piece of skin from the neck to the collarbone, his eyes widened in horror, and his eyelids blinked twice before slowly becoming rigid. .

"Everyone forms a circle with their backs against the bonfire!"

Fang Yousheng shouted, everyone leaned against their comrades and faced all around, temporarily withstood this round of attack by the wolves.

But the surroundings were only quiet for a moment, and then they heard a few more undulating howls of wolves from the north and west—more green eyes appeared in the darkness, and they were closer to them, like will-o'-the-wisps, like shadow lamps.

The war was about to break out, Lu Geshi didn't want to be a burden to Fang Yousheng, so he jumped out of his pocket while Fang Yousheng was concentrating on the environment.

"Song……"

"coming!"

The mutated pack of wolves, neither human nor demon, ran towards them at the same time. Fang Yousheng sweated more than usual. The swift and fierce movements of the wolf demon left him no time to look for Lu Geshi.

With the long whip, another wolf demon's neck was broken. Fang Yousheng suddenly knelt down on one knee, staring at the wolf's head with shortness of breath. He covered his throat and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Master Fang! Behind!"

Fang Yousheng turned his head, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw the wolf monster's bloody mouth——

"boom!"

Lu Geshi, who rushed out from the side, already looked like a human being. When he knocked away the wolf demon, he stabbed the dagger that had slipped from Fang Yousheng's pocket into the wolf's belly. Blood spurted out, staining Lu red. Song Shi's skirt and cheeks.

Trembling, Lu Geshi pulled out the dagger and threw it on the ground, helped Fang Yousheng up in the confusion, and felt the blood oozing from the man's wound.

"Fang Yousheng..."

There were not many soldiers left, and those who remained were seriously injured, and had no more energy to chase down the fleeing wolf demon.

Fang Yousheng stood up, his eyes were about to burst, he stumbled and dragged himself to the corpse of a female wolf, his knees gave way, and he knelt down, hugging the still warm corpse.

Lu Geshi had an incredible guess in his heart. He half-kneeled beside Fang Yousheng, put his arm on the man's shoulder carefully, and reminded, "Master Fang, they are watching."

Fang Yousheng's shoulders trembled slightly, blood oozing from the fist holding the long whip.

"Fang Yousheng." Lu Ge looked helplessly at the person who was staring at Fang Yousheng suspiciously, and persuaded, "Let's go back first."

"I can't..." Fang Yousheng raised his head slightly, as if talking to himself, he fell into a painful and depressed mood, his voice was hoarse, "I will never forgive him..."

"Master Fang, we have suffered heavy losses."

The soldier with a long cut on his face said.

Fang Yousheng spat out the blood in his mouth, held Lu Geshi's hand calmly, and asked for a moment, "... Where is the doctor?"

"I couldn't keep it."

"Bring those who can last back to Beijing, and set off immediately, and don't stay here for too long."

Fortunately, the horses tethered in the distance were not harmed.

It was just that Fang Yousheng picked up the corpse of the wolf demon and carefully placed it on his own horse when the others bent the seriously injured soldier onto his horse.

Fang Yousheng turned his head to look at Lu Geshi, with a gloomy expression, raised his hand to gently wipe off the scarlet blood on Lu Geshi's face, and said, "You go up too, and I will lead you along." "But you are hurt."

"I can hold on." Fang Yousheng hugged Lu Geshi onto the horse, not paying attention to the eyes of the people around him, and didn't want to explain to them where Lu Geshi came from, "It's mostly not my blood."

They were walking at the end of the line, and Lu Geshi looked at Fang Yousheng's scarred fingers nervously, and gently covered them: "Master Fang..."

"Ge Shi." Fang Yousheng coughed again. He felt resentful and coughed up sporadic blood. "I don't want to talk for now."

Lu Ge turned his head worriedly and glanced at the dead wolf demon behind him - this is a female wolf, her fur is mottled, one part is human skin, one part has sparse hair, and the other part is broken Wolf fur, revealing the eerie bones and viscous exhausted organs inside.

If Lu Geshi's guess is correct, the person lying here is probably Fang Yousheng's mother.

But just now, Fang Yousheng took her life with his own hands.

She has been completely swallowed up by resentment, and she no longer has reason. If she doesn't get married, the soldiers behind Fang Yousheng will die, maybe Lu Geshi.

Lu Ge didn't understand why she appeared here, and even judging by Fang Yousheng's expression, probably many of those wolves were once part of his clan - the resentful monsters they encountered in the early stage were prepared by the person behind the scenes for Fang Yousheng. The hors d'oeuvres, to this day, are the real gift that person wants to offer him.

And this great gift has obviously been prepared for a long time. When Fang Yousheng was still a wolf cub, and when Fang Yousheng stood in despair under the burning Qunming Mountain, this man had already made all the plans.

He wanted to crush Fang Yousheng in one fell swoop when he was at his happiest.