A lonely figure kept jumping under the moonlight. The muscular figure exuding golden fighting spirit even left traces of fighting spirit in the air. He was wearing a red cloak, with two wolf totems engraved on both sides of the cloak.
The sword. On top of the wolf totem symbol, there is actually a crown.
As a genius of the werewolf clan, he is the pride of the entire race. As a royal family, he is the object of admiration for countless wolf girls. As a swordsman, he is comparable to the sword master.
Someone once described him as the most handsome prince of the werewolf clan, the hope for the revival of the entire wolf clan, and the greatest son of the wolf god.
Suddenly, his rapid body paused. The afterimage in the sky distorted for a while, and finally escaped a blood-red thin line with a gap of a few millimeters. Looking down with surprised eyes, he saw under the moonlight,
A little girl with blond hair was smiling at her. Her innocent smile made people think of sunshine.
But the sunshine under the moonlight is undoubtedly annoying.
"I wonder why you called me down?" The werewolf prince quickly descended from the air, and his words were accompanied by countless bursts of fighting spirit.
"I just think the moonlight is very good today, so I hope to find someone tall and good-looking to watch the moon together." The cute little girl explained, without any reaction to the coming fighting spirit. But when the fighting spirit left, the little girl only had
Within a few millimeters, the little girl's eyes suddenly turned cold, leaving almost no trace, and the next moment she appeared behind the werewolf prince.
"But I don't have time to chat with you. Children, you should just stay at home!" The werewolf prince said, with a glimmer of light in his eyes, and all the fighting spirit in his body suddenly activated, and a hand struck at the little girl's throat like lightning.
"Wow, why are you so cruel? I'm just a child!" The little girl said, her tone gradually became colder, and a huge pressure hit the werewolf prince from his body.
Only countless remaining shadows can be seen in the air, as well as the clash of strong men's auras.
The greatest children of the two races clashed for the first time in a thousand years.
The two figures separated instantly, and a smile appeared on the little girl's face again. The werewolf prince seemed to be unable to hold back the restlessness in his heart, and had already drawn one hand on the hilt of his left sword.
"Why are you so fierce when you see a child? Be careful not to get married in the future!" the little girl said lightly, and made a mischievous face, not afraid of the sword in the hand of the werewolf prince that had drunk the blood of countless strong men.
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The figure of the werewolf prince was shocked and stopped, staring at the mysterious little girl with an incredible look.
The sword only stayed at the tip of the little girl's nose, facing the little girl's perfect and harmless smile. As long as it was pushed a little bit, the cute face would lose such beauty.
The hand holding the sword was already covered with sweat. Even when facing the most ferocious beast, the werewolf prince's sword had never wavered so much. There was a fierce struggle in his heart like an overwhelming mountain.
After hesitating for a long time, the werewolf prince, or rather the werewolf princess, put away her sword, stepped back, and disappeared into the night. However, a huge gust of wind blew as she walked, and in an instant, there were no more trees on either side of the little girl.
leaf.
"What a temper!" The little girl looked at the fallen leaves on the ground and shook her head helplessly.
The night is finally over. White light has appeared in the east.
Many times, there is no way to evaluate everything by appearance. The surface exists only to cover up the reality behind it. In the suburbs in the east of New York State, Qin Tian looked at this house that even looked a little dilapidated. It is the center of all hunters in North America, known as
The beating heart of The Exorcist.
Qin Tian was standing at the door of the atrium of his heart, next to the smiling night rose, but Qin Tian had no desire to pick this thorny rose.
The Witcher Night Rose is one of the Stewards in North America and the only female Steward in the seven continents.
Last night, when she appeared on the battlefield, the situation suddenly changed. Somehow, the werewolf leader who suffered a loss no longer had any thoughts of revenge, and the heroic werewolf warrior instantly withdrew from the battlefield with an ugly look on his face. Of course, Night Rose would not
She thinks it is due to her personal charm, and she is able to single-handedly turn things around. She still has this reputation for being self-aware.
Do they have something to hide? Although she was a little confused, the female witcher had no time to think. She was interrupted by the cheers of her rescued companions. Qin Tian, who was confused about the situation, got into the room at her kind invitation.
A BMW car.
"I invite you because our boss wants to see you." Night Rose once said to him in the car.
"My pleasure!" Qin Tian didn't know what to say other than a polite reply. Do you want to explore the reason? Anyway, you will know sooner or later. For Qin Tian who currently has nowhere to go, go to the Demon Hunter's headquarters.
Visiting is also a very good way to gain experience.
After walking through the wooden door, there is a long corridor. It is like a king's castle, with endless changes in faces, like a dreamy crystal chandelier, full of charming colors.
Walking into the hall, knights in armor that can only be seen in the Middle Ages or in movies were standing on both sides, but the high throne at the end of the red carpet was empty.
Looking questioningly at Night Rose, the latter smiled slightly.
"You are a private invitation from our boss, so there is no need for a formal pilgrimage."
That smile was like a goblin that planted the seeds of desire in Qin Tian's heart. If he hadn't been with old Taoist priests and necromancers, professions that were insulated from women, such seeds would have taken root and sprouted immediately.
Roses at night bloom more beautifully during the day.
Why is such a charming woman a demon hunter? An ordinary girl must be a star! Qin Tian thought in his heart.
Following the night rose and turning countless corners, Qin Tian came to a garden. In the highly polluted and highly industrialized New York, it was very pleasing to see such a garden with a natural atmosphere.
A girl wearing a pure white lace skirt stood in front of a bunch of flowers that Qin Tian could not name, stroking the flowers. Seeing such white and flawless hands, Qin Tian suddenly felt that it was a pleasure to become those flowers.
things.
"Boss, the person you want to see is here." Night Rose said to the girl in a respectful tone.
"Thank you for your hard work, sister." The girl said, her tone making people feel comfortable and warm. Even though she was not talking to Qin Tian, he still felt like a flower being caressed by those small hands.
Just looking at the girl's exquisite curves in front of him, Qin Tian really couldn't connect him with the bosses of the demon hunter unions in the seven states. In an organization that people can't understand, power is always the decisive factor.
The world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs. The strong can decide the fate of the weak.
Water flows to lower places, and people move to higher places.
Nature follows the law of the weak and the strong, and biological evolution is also a cruel principle of survival of the fittest.
There must be countless skulls at the foot of any throne, so one general can destroy thousands of bones. Behind the white bones is absolute strength.
And the queen-like existence in front of him who manages countless demon hunters turned out to be just an ordinary girl. Judging from the age of this girl, she is about the same age as Qin Tian. In Qin Tian's heart, he should find someone to be with the undead.
Only bosses with similar levels of mages can be used.
The most critical point is that Qin Tian did not feel any energy fluctuations in the girl's body. Her body was as pure as white paper, just like Qin Tian. But the fragrance on the girl's body smelled very good, and he almost inhaled it greedily.
After taking a few sips of the girl's fragrance, four words "refreshing" appeared in Qin Tian's mind.
"What's wrong? Are you surprised?" The girl with her back to Qin Tian asked as if she had guessed his thoughts, which made Qin Tian embarrassed for a while. Night Rose showed a fierce expression for the first time and stared at Qin fiercely.
He glanced at Tian, but then his eyes became gentle, and he glanced at him again with a strange expression.
Secretly sighing, this woman is indeed very charming, but the gaffe she just made is enough to show the girl's status in the heart of Night Rose. This is not a popularity that ordinary strong men can establish.
"No, it was because I saw how beautiful the lady is that I couldn't help but lose my composure." Qin Tian hurriedly explained that people often don't understand him, and Qin Tian didn't know that he would say such glib words. After all, it was his own
Nature, or is it suddenly released after spending too long with lifeless people? Qin Tian thought to himself,
"You've never seen me? How do you know I'm beautiful?" The girl seemed to be making things difficult for Qin Tian. But there was a hint of joy in her tone. After all, everyone likes to hear good things.
"You are not me, how do you know that I don't know your beauty?" Qin Tian said sophistry.
"Puch!" Night Rose obviously didn't expect such an answer from Qin Tian, and she actually laughed - that beautiful girl. It's just that Qin Tian didn't pay attention to her smile. The moment the girl turned around, except for her eyes, Qin Tian's other parts were completely
paralysis.
It is as if the agreement made thousands of years ago has led to the encounter in this life. A drop of water spreads in the center of the lake, creating ripples and evoking infinite reveries.
There is nothing special about his exquisite facial features, but it seems that an invisible hand has grasped Qin Tian's heart. This familiar feeling is as if the other person is a part of him, just like Eve to Adam.
However, when Qin Tian wanted to grasp this feeling carefully, he found that there was no such person in his mind at all. It was like an illusion, but it was real, like a mirror, a flower in the water, a moon in the water.
When Qin Tian looked up, what he saw was nothingness in the night, as if he was part of the nothingness, and all he felt was deep silence and loneliness.
There are no stars, no moonlight, no sunshine, no fixed stars, and no life. Everything is in chaos.
This loneliness seems to go to eternity until the light appears.
The little bits of light ignited the whole world like fireflies. In the chaos, nothingness was no longer nothingness.
Countless hazy figures were born from nothingness, heading towards eternity or facing destruction.
Heaven is still heaven.
Earth, still Earth
Until the birth of all things...
The feeling of a splitting headache only subsided after Qin Tian used his strength to persuade him to hit his head hard. He sensed some bright lights outside his eyelids, and when he opened his eyes, what he saw was the outline of the night rose.
With concerned eyes, the girl stood in the wind not far away.
It was night, and the wind was blowing the girl's skirt.
"Who are you?" Staring at the girl's familiar back, Qin Tian asked: "Why do I feel familiar with you, but I can't call you by your name? Why do you occupy my memory, but I can't remember it?
Your existence? Who are you? Who am I?"
"What the name represents is just a symbol. I am me and you are you." The girl turned her face again. Qin Tian looked at her for the second time, only to find that the eyes on her pretty face were empty.
The majestic leader of the Demon Hunting Guild turned out to be a blind girl.
"Then why do you want to see me? You could have avoided this fateful encounter!" He almost roared out these words, but Night Rose next to him was startled by Qin Tian's unusual and violent side.
"One day you will know."
"I'm obsessed." Qin Tian regained his senses and smiled bitterly, looking at the familiar outline of the girl overlapping with the hazy image in his memory, but he still couldn't tell the difference.
Life is like a dream, vaguely intoxicated.
After the meeting with the girl, he inexplicably agreed to the girl's request to temporarily join the Demon Hunter Guild. Qin Tian asked about the best bar nearby and rushed over without hesitation.
When a person cannot think clearly, drinking alcohol for the first time is the best way to numb one's mind.
With the mood of deliberately getting drunk, and because it was Qin Tian's first time drinking, just a bottle of wine with a very low alcohol content made Qin Tian drunk immediately.
This confused state of not knowing anything made Qin Tian immersed in a wonderful world, as if he were a god without any worries.
In the confusion, he seemed to have come into contact with a ball of softness. Qin Tian no longer had any thoughts, but subconsciously integrated himself into the soft ball. He was like a wild beast, constantly biting and biting everything around him, as if he wanted to separate himself and
The surroundings were completely integrated. Countless curves and incomprehensible abstract symbols suddenly appeared in his mind. As the storm came, the woman below who was as lost as a lamb completely withstood Qin Tian's impact.
Between the clouds and rain, the air behind Qin Tian experienced unusual spatial vibrations, as if something was about to break through the void.
Qin Tian didn't rest all night, and he fell asleep peacefully at dawn, and the strange space vibrations also stopped.
When he woke up the next day, Qin Tian still felt a headache, and his mind was still replaying the absurd erotic dream from last night that was not true or false.
There was shocking blood on the white sheets.
"Is it really just a dream?" Qin Tian touched his bleeding nose and couldn't find the answer.