He has always had a bad impression of women. He always felt that women were animals that relied on men to survive. Without men, they would not be able to survive.
He despises this kind of parasite who has no independent opinion and needs to depend on men. He doesn't like it, and even feels disgusted with it.
But the appearance of Mu Fenghua changed his view of women.
It turns out that women can be so powerful, and even more powerful than men without relying on anyone.
What he had to admit was that this woman was actually better than him! No matter what aspect, she did an outstanding job and was excellent... How could he not be tempted by such a woman?
Her stunning face and unparalleled appearance gradually emerged in his mind...
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, maybe he was the only one who had seen her true face?
Thinking of this, the smile on his lips deepened.
Only he has seen her true appearance, so his death is enough!
But before he could be happy for too long, a thin sound came from the sound.
He frowned, and an ominous premonition came to his mind...
Sure enough! When he raised his head, in front of him, there were already circles and circles of wolves, not thousands, but hundreds, with snow-white hair, the same color as the snow on the ground, and red eyes.
, staring at him like a scanner, full of bloodthirsty light.
The long tongue was dripping with saliva, and the claws under his feet were making pits one after another in the snow. It seemed that he couldn't wait to rush forward and gnaw him clean.
Han Qingjue didn't show a trace of panic or surprise. He just raised the corners of his mouth. He really didn't expect them to chase him so fast.
He had already guessed that they would find him, but he didn't expect that the speed would be twice as fast as he expected!
It’s so sad that I don’t have time to make more memories!
His right hand, his right shoulder, and his entire body were numb! He couldn't move. He stood up with difficulty and could only fight with his left hand!
He knew that his duel this time would definitely be the last one, and he would definitely lose.
It shouldn’t be called a duel, it would be more appropriate to call it a dying struggle!
Han Qingjue raised his lips in self-mockery, ready to die.
The wolf standing in the middle narrowed his dangerous eyes and howled toward the sky——
The next second, hundreds of wolves pounced on him...
At the critical moment, when he was about to be swallowed by the wolves, a figure appeared in front of him as fast as lightning, and with a sweep of the blue sword...
Rows of snow wolves fell in a pool of blood. Before they could recover, Han Qingjue's figure had disappeared, leaving only blood stains on the ground...
In a cold cave, there are icicles on the roof, and the faint sound of water drops can be heard.
There is a pile of matches burning on the ground. The door of the cave is very narrow, like a crack. Even a fat person cannot get out. There is a big stone blocking the outside.
Fenghua stood in front of the fire and said in a calm voice: "It should be very safe here. You can rest assured and have a good rest here."
Han Qingjue weakly raised her lips, which were pale due to excessive blood loss, "They smell the blood and will chase after them soon. If you want to leave, do it now, otherwise, when they come, do you want to