The little prince suddenly opened his eyes: "So many wolves! Daddy, there are so many wolves here!"
Feng Danyuan was startled. Firstly, it was because it was so dark that the little guy couldn't see clearly. Secondly, the wolves in front of him had already been killed. How could there be so many wolves?
Anyone else might have thought this was just the gibberish of a child with a fever.
But Feng Danyuan believed in the little prince: although the little guy was noisy on weekdays, he never lied. There must be a reason for him to shout like this.
In addition, there is indeed something strange about this battle: the defeat has been determined, why does the Wolf King never retreat?
"Xiaoyu, what did you see?" Feng Danyuan asked.
"Behind that big wolf, there are many, many wolves, and it is calling them!" The little prince's pupils trembled, and he saw those wolves jumping out of the mirror.
At the same time, Feng Danyuan also saw: wolves one after another appeared behind the Wolf King without any warning.
But at this time, something even more shocking happened to him: "Canghailu" suddenly couldn't control the wolves!
The first ones to notice something was wrong were the pet trio.
The foal retracted its hooves and ran back without hesitation. It was terrible. It no longer wanted to be a man!
The snow lion also retreated, and Haidongqing stayed in the sky.
Feng Nian and Feng Ji had no time to react and immediately started fighting with the wolves.
Wolf King Lan Yingying's eyes fell on Feng Danyuan, who was holding the young prince in his arms.
Feng Danyuan read the meaning in its eyes: You, go to hell.
The red lips curled up slightly, and the aura around Feng Danyuan also became colder. He pressed the little guy tightly with one hand and drew the sword with the other.
Hey, he hasn't drawn his sword for a long time, so let's feed the sword with the blood of these wolves.
"Feng Jiayu, close your eyes." He said.
The long sword is like the wind, stabbing at the Wolf King.
The Wolf King finally showed off his majesty as a king and pounced on Feng Danyuan with a fierce and reckless aura.
Feng Danyuan stood on his tiptoes and soared high into the air.
The Wolf King jumped into the air, but without a moment's pause, he twisted around and opened his bloody mouth to bite Feng Danyuan.
However, the long sword was as powerful as a rainbow, falling from the sky and piercing the Wolf King's head with lightning speed.
The Wolf King had no time to speak, and Lan Yingying's eyes suddenly lost their luster.
The last image in its eyes was Feng Danyuan's cold, ghostly expression.
The bloody long sword was pulled out by a slender jade-like hand, and Feng Danyuan held the sword to kill.
These wolves were more resourceful, better at fighting, and more organized than the ones he had encountered before...as if they were being raised by someone.
When this idea emerged from Feng Danyuan's mind, he himself was surprised.
Raising wolves?
who.
The cold night wind was filled with the strong smell of blood. Facing the endless pack of wolves, Feng Nian and Feng Ji became more and more strenuous, and they all had wounds of various sizes on their bodies.
Seeing this, Feng Danyuan knew that if they continued to fight hard, they would have no chance of winning.
He jumped up, and the "Canghailu" surged towards the wolves like a wave - although he couldn't control these beasts like before, there was no problem in stopping them temporarily.
"Withdraw!" he snapped.
Feng Nian and Feng Ji took advantage of this and turned around to retreat.
When the four of them arrived behind Feng Danyuan, Feng Danyuan thrust his sword into the ground.
"Canghailu" followed the sword into the soil, peeling off layers of earth and rocks, and threw them at the wolves like waves, trying to bury the wolves.
