Mo Yang casually broke off a branch and started dancing. His strange sword skills were extremely vicious. Each leaf turned into powder so easily. The strong air flow made the surrounding trees rustle. His black robes fluttered wildly, as if
Venting
Suddenly, there was a howl of a wolf not far away, which was sad and sad. It seemed to awaken the unknown resentment deep in Mo Yang's heart, and the mark on his left cheek burned faintly.
A weird smile bloomed in the night, Xie Mei, Yaoye used Qinggong to jump towards the source of the sound
A wolf looked up to the sky and roared, its green eyes staring at the man in black robe not far away. It was excited to meet the prey, but also fearful of those blood-colored eyes. It roared and looked at the man in black robe.
People rush over
Mo Yang sneered. The branch in his hand was like an indestructible sharp blade, piercing the wolf's abdomen. The wolf's moans were accompanied by the enchanting red liquid flowing all over the ground, seeping into the melting snow. The smell of blood
Overflowing silently, overflowing...
Soon, pairs of glowing green beads appeared around Mo Yang. The bloody prey was a great temptation. In an instant, hungry wolves swarmed towards him.
Mo Yang's cold smile appeared again. The branch in his hand became cold, and another wolf fell down. With a howl, the blood was quickly sucked by the snow...
Like a ghostly black shadow, it is endlessly venting, killing, and the howling of wolves gradually turns into the groan of falling to the ground, the silent death...
At midnight, a waxing moon hung high in the sky. The moonlight shone on the wolf's body, and the smell of death became clearer.
Mo Yang stood like a sculpture on the blood-soaked snow, with blank memories. Suddenly, a sense of fear filled his mind. He had never felt this way before. Even if it was the first time he pulled the trigger to kill someone, he had never felt such fear. Such fear.
It feels overwhelming...
I used Qinggong to escape quickly. I don’t know how long it took, but my whole body seemed to have lost its strength. Scenes from the past continued to emerge, and the blurred memories gradually became clear.
Is this a sign of death? A pale smile appeared at the corner of Mo Yang's mouth. He slowly closed his eyes and allowed his body to fall. The long fall...
The entire winter of that year was pale and pale, and the cold wind took away the last dead leaf mercilessly. No matter how brilliant the summer flowers were at the beginning, they eventually turned into a touch of loess...