The snow lion followed Feng Danyuan and ran wildly, and Hai Dongqing also took advantage of the wind to pursue him.
Out of instinctive fear, the colt circled in circles a few times, then gritted its teeth, kicked up its hooves, and chased after its little master like a man.
In the grassland before dawn, the darkness is like an abyss, as if it can swallow everything.
Feng Danyuan and the others met the wolves deep in the pasture.
Feng Ji fired a special flare into the sky.
Bright fireworks bloomed in the sky, illuminating the sky and the earth in white. The wolves stopped, and Feng Danyuan and the others could see clearly the appearance of the wolves.
Dozens of wolves were fat and strong, with fierce expressions, and their blue eyes were staring straight at them.
A giant wolf, twice the size of an ordinary wolf, stood among the wolves and let out a cold howl: "Ouch——"
The young prince heard the sound and turned his head from Feng Danyuan's shoulder. When he saw the group of terrifying animals, he was stunned: "Wolf..."
"It's a wolf, are you scared?" Feng Danyuan asked quietly, but his peach blossom eyes were suddenly as cold as ice.
"Don't be afraid." The young prince is a brave young prince. Even if he has a fever, he is still a little man.
"Okay, hold me tight." Feng Danyuan held down the young prince with one hand and slowly raised his other hand.
Ten layers of "Canghailu" surged out, the grass undulated, and the wind picked up on the flat ground, spreading out layer by layer like ripples.
The wolves howled one after another, and their bodies jumped towards Feng Danyuan and the others like an arrow from a string.
However, the ripples were like a pair of transparent hands, tightly wrapping the wolves. As soon as they jumped up, they were trapped, as if they were drowning, unable to move forward.
That's it!
"Kill!" A cold voice came out of Feng Danyuan's mouth.
In Feng Nian, Feng Ji and others rushed forward and drew their swords to kill the wolf.
Feng Danyuan stretched out his other hand and pushed the young prince's head back to its original position. Too bloody killing was not good for the child's physical and mental health.
The snow lion also rushed over, opened its big mouth, and bit the wolf's neck with its sharp teeth.
Hai Dongqing swooped down and attacked the wolf's soft waist and abdomen with its sharp claws and beak, killing the wolf.
The foal followed the snow lion and kicked the wolf hard with its hoofs.
The wolf, stunned by the kick, howled angrily and opened its mouth to bite the colt.
The foal's mane stood on end with fright, and it finally took advantage of its biggest advantage as a sweaty horse: it ran away!
Kick your feet and run away!
Kick twice more and run away again!
...
The wolves not only experienced unprecedented attacks, but also experienced unprecedented insults: they were kicked so hard by a horse that they would die with their eyes open!
The battle situation is overwhelmingly in favor of Feng Danyuan, with almost no suspense.
The wolves trapped by "Canghailu" had almost no ability to fight back, allowing Feng Nian and the others to kill them like chopping vegetables.
When the wolf king saw this, Lan Yingying's eyes showed fear and anger, and he retreated step by step under the cover of the wolves.
"Ouch--" it howled high-pitched.
The young prince turned his head again.
There was no light from the smoke bombs in the sky, and it was dark. The young prince had no night vision, so he couldn't see what happened.
But no.
He saw it.
He saw a huge gray wolf and a huge mirror-like thing behind the wolf.
The mirror surface was shining with shadowy light, and there was something vaguely moving in the mirror.
The young prince thought he had seen it wrong, so he closed his eyes and opened them again.
Who would have thought that the mirror surface would become clearer and clearer.
Then, he saw the dark pack of wolves appear in the mirror.
