Yang Liu became interested, "Can you tell me in detail? What kind of existence is it?

The thing that scares you so much is probably not an ordinary monster, right? A very big one?"

The diary took a long puff of cigarette, slowly squinted his eyes, and recalled: "Those are a group of extremely fast and powerful demon wolves. They are the masters of darkness. They appear and disappear in the dark night. Those who are stared at by them,

Very few people can escape.

You see, the average wolf understands weather, terrain, timing, knowing ourselves and the enemy, strategies and tactics, close combat, night combat, guerrilla warfare, mobile warfare, running warfare, sneak attacks, blitz warfare, and concentrating superior forces to fight annihilation warfare.

And the demon wolves with enhanced strength are even more terrifying. You have to be more agile and alert than them to be fearless, but this is almost impossible, isn't it?"

Yang Liu emphasized: "I am a secret master from the real world, and my physique is not weak."

"Oh, I almost forgot, you are not an ordinary person without strange powers, but how many wolves can you fight alone?"

Sapporo continued: "Actually, there is a more terrifying existence among the demon wolves, and that is the demon wolf king. They can escape at any time and are hard to guard against. This is too perverted."

"Escape...this is a bit difficult..."

The diary raised his wrinkled head and said, "Dating back to ancient times, our ancestors were full of respect for wolves.

In ancient times, people believed that the beasts that preyed on animals belonged to other races and that they had magical powers that were admired.

Humans have no doubt that their tribes are members of this or that race of magical animals.

Respect them as your ancestors and use this animal as a symbol of your tribe - this is the so-called totem."

"Forget about the old articles, um, let's talk more realistically. For example, what is spring like here where there is only one month in a year?"

Sapporo took a sip of wine, burped, and said proudly: "That was the busiest time of the year... On the side of the street at the entrance to the prosperous ancient city, there was an oil mill with a strong fragrance of vegetable oil.

Although there are no shadows of the bygone days, the fragrance of the years is still flowing quietly, giving the entire street a rich aroma of oil.

That heavy, dark oil-pressed wood.

The man with bronzed skin who was shirtless and sweating was shouting "Hi, Hi, Hi" in a powerful voice.

With the sound of "clang" and "clang" of wood that had become lighter, we escaped into our hut.

Next to the oil mill, there is a dirt road covered with grass, leading to the bustling pier by the river.

A wooden house next to the road is already bustling with people. The ground around the house is overgrown with grass and trees. There are several menus hanging between the wooden beams. Accompanied by the aroma of wine and meat, the ground has already turned dim.

The black and high eaves, the exquisitely carved window lattice, and the beautiful iron lock on the wooden door.

The marks on several iron piers on the pier tell the story of the prosperity of passing merchants and the pale face of time.

At this wharf, where many stories have been told, there have been scholars with many talents, and there has also been a girl who walked down the street holding an oil-paper umbrella and going to the ancient bluestone alley to find the lost dream of the ancient city.

I also saw off so many passers-by from the end of the world who came in a hurry and turned around to leave.

The river in front of the pier is clear and waveless, and the glitz seems to have sunk into the quiet and quiet pool."

Yang Liu couldn't help but feel immersed in the story.

He sincerely praised: "Your story-telling skills are pretty good."

"I have experienced them all, and they are still fresh in my mind. Naturally, they are true and interesting."

After chatting for a few words, Sapporo went to clean up the room for Yangliu.

Yangliu was wrapped in a thick quilt and fell asleep for a long time.

Later in the night, he was awakened by the howling cold wind.

The door of the wooden house was creaking.

I heard the Sapporo father and his son chatting an hour or two ago, and they mentioned that it seemed to be a windy day that night.

It was not obvious before going to bed.

Now the noise outside confirms this.

If it keeps squeaking like this, I'm afraid it will fall apart soon.

This family is also big-hearted.

Yang Liu was thinking about what to use to fix the wooden door.

Only a "boom" was heard.

The wooden door fell to the ground with a dull and rapid neighing sound.

Strong winds accompanied by ice and snow blew into the wooden house. The temperature in the house dropped sharply, and Yangliu shivered unconsciously.

Oops!

Just now, Mr. Sapporo said that the door cannot be opened after dark.

The door was suddenly blown open by the strong wind. Is there any danger?

Yangliu approached the gate to check.

But what I saw was a frightening scene.

A pair of green eyes glowed in the darkness.

What is supposed to come has come!

Willow quickly lit the candles in the room.

Looking over again, a wolf bared its sharp fangs, spit out its long blood-red tongue, and squatted on the thick snow in a grand manner.

I saw the wolf's hind legs slightly bent, its front legs stretched forward, in a downward diving posture, and a faint fierce light emitted from its two eyes.

And behind it are dozens of demon wolves.

Also watching with eager eyes...

Another shrill scream came from the distant valley, making the already dark night even deeper.

Only the holy moonlight still leaves the last glimmer of light in the world.

The Sapporo family also woke up.

The Sapporo father and son each held a machete and stood beside Yangliu.

"You are really unlucky. If I had known earlier, I would have repaired this door more tightly."

Yang Liu pursed his lips, "It's too late for this, let's try to kill these beasts first!"

Before the others were ready, a wolf rushed over first.

quick!

Their speed is too fast.

Almost as soon as Yang Liu Kankan raised his fist, he rushed in front of him.

Yang Liu punched out, knocking the strong alpha wolf away and landing on the threshold.

Sapporo quickly hits the target.

A stream of hot blood shot out from the wolf's head, and he died.

"Brother Yang, you are so powerful! This punch is so powerful and heavy that it can probably kill a cow."

Yang Liu thought for a while, "Uncle Notes, you'd better go in first, it's enough for me and Sapporo here."

"I'm not a burden!"

Sapporo scratched his head, "Dad, you have to obey me. You don't want to worry about your safety when we fight, right?"

"You...call me if you need something!"

"Um."

Yangliu and Sapporo knew very well that tonight would be a tough battle, and the Demon Wolf Pack's ability was not in sprinting.

The cooperation between them...is the most important thing.

"I'll kill them half to death, and you'll harvest them!"

Sapporo swallowed, "Okay."

This time the three demon wolves approached at the same time...

Obviously, Yang Liu was already a little unable to cope with the three demon wolves.

He picked up the long knife dropped by Notes.

Make a parry posture.

The three demon wolves rushed forward together.

Yangliu swept away with his knife.

The three demon wolves retreated together again.

Then, as if it was planned, he sprinted suddenly.

Yang Liu stabbed a wolf in the belly with a knife, grabbed the wolf's neck with his left hand, and moved it directly to the knife edge.
Chapter completed!