Xingyue couldn't help but let go of the village chief, took a few steps back, staggered, and murmured: "For such a simple reason, you ate a person alive?"
With such cruel and vicious methods, it’s no wonder that the village chief was driven into a panic. It’s no wonder that the village chief, who originally had absolute trust in the Dragon Wing Templar, suddenly began to worry about the safety of Xingyue and the others.
Under Lan'er's constant questioning, the village chief finally burst into tears and slowly told what happened.
Listening to the village chief's weak voice, Xingyue fell into deep regret in an instant. If a few of them had not gone to find the Purple Tree Vine, or left one or two people to look after the village, then none of this would have happened.
Pain, loss, regret, the negative emotions in Xingyue's heart are constantly increasing. If it were Xingyue in the past, he might have cried with his head in his arms. However, at this moment, Xingyue did not let these emotions affect his actions. The cultivation of the central soul allowed him to
Be able to look at something like a bystander at any time
After the village chief finished explaining the cause and effect of the incident, the two of them hugged each other and cried for a long time before Lan'er continued: "Dad... I promise you... I will marry that mountain god..."
The village chief wiped his tears and said: "My child...I'm sorry for you...I'm sorry for your parents...I'm even more sorry for Long..."
Before he finished speaking, Xingyue interrupted him and said, "Old man, what are you talking about?" After that, he walked up to the two of them, pointed at Lan'er and said, "She is my younger brother's woman, how could she marry a white girl?"
Hairy dog?”
The village chief shook his head and said: "You guys, go quickly. The mountain god said he would pick up Lan'er tonight. If you are caught by him here, then... then my sin will be even heavier, little old man!"
Xingyue ignored the village chief's persuasion, slowly stepped back, and came outside the door. It was almost night, and only the last trace of the sun's glow remained. Xingyue raised her head, took a few deep breaths, and sorted herself out.
Thoughts, he slowly said: "Old man, do you know what hope is?"
Without waiting for the village chief's answer, he continued: "Fantasy? Unrealistic? Yes, hope for many things is just like a daydream. It will only happen forever in your own fantasy. If you take a nap, you will have hope. When you wake up,
Once you come, your hopes will be dashed.”
"But..." Xingyue looked at the village chief again and said with a smile, "It's already night now, and for you, it's the time to dream."
"You want the village to be safe, you want your daughter to be safe, you want us to be safe, right? There are so many demands. It really is like a dream, but this dream of yours is created by me. Open your eyes and take a good look at what happened tonight.
Everything will make you feel like you are in a dream, and when you wake up, the dream will continue."
;;;;;;;;;Under the cover of night and the changes in body constitution at night, the stars and moon moved quickly in the grass
Arriving at the woods outside the village, Xingyue flew onto a taller tree, looking back and forth for the traces of Long Ling and the others.
There was a soft sound of the collision of stones. Although it was extremely subtle, it could not escape Xingyue's ears and eyes.
On the forest, the stars and the moon bounced and flew silently, with only light force wherever they landed, and not even a single leaf was shaken off.
Arriving at the tree directly above where the sound came from, Xingyue leaned over slightly, pushed aside the leaves and branches, and a white mass of snow came into view.
The gray-clawed wolf was lying prone on the ground, its head staring straight in the direction of the village, its red eyes refusing to blink, its forward paw just visible to Xingyue, its left front paw was slightly gray.
Since he is Ai Jin's subordinate, why should he be polite?
Xingyue hooked the branch with her feet and hung her body upside down. She slowly moved her hands to the wolf's throat. The moment her fingers touched the hair, the gray-clawed wolf immediately felt something strange and wanted to get up, but it was too late.
As soon as there was a clicking sound, Xingyue used the fastest method to crush its tibia. Because it was too fast, the wolf didn't even have a chance to howl before it died.
The sound of footsteps came from behind. Xingyue could hear the footsteps of Ningshuang and the others. She turned around and asked, "What did you find?"
Ningshuang said: "There are at least four to five hundred wolves scattered within a few miles around here, but their formation looks very scattered."
Xingyue frowned slightly and said: "The formation is scattered, which proves that they can be mobilized to any place at any time, and they can advance or retreat." After thinking for a while, he asked, "How many wolves are there in our side?"
Long Ling smiled bitterly and said: "There are less than three hundred left."
The wolves that were still surrounding the village yesterday, but today there are only 300 left. This must be due to the fierce battle between the two wolf packs yesterday.
Unexpectedly, Xingyue smiled slightly and said: "It scares me to death. If there are only two hundred, then we will have to confess here tonight."
Then he told a few people about his plan.
First of all, let Ningshuang lead a group of one hundred wolves to charge into the formation, directly waking up all the wolves. They would be scattered and unable to form an immediate encirclement, so the dragon spirit could circle around the village several times.
Secondly, let Long Ling lead the team and lead one hundred and fifty wolves, falling behind the wolves led by Ning Shuang, specifically to intercept some scattered gray-clawed wolves.
This trick was written down by Xingyue when she peeked at her father's military manual. Although it is simple, it is effective. Even if Ai Jin was more cunning and cunning, he would not have thought that several people could discover the wolf pack he was ambushing, let alone Xingyue.
There's another pack of wolves that can crush them.
After everyone discussed it, Long Ling asked Xingyue: "Then what are you going to do?"
Xingyueyan explained Ai Jin's matter briefly and comprehensively, and then said: "I just want to go back to the village and wait for Ai Jin's arrival. Ai Jin is very powerful. If he participates in a fight between wolves, his powerful size will directly affect the outcome of the battle."
Ningshuang hesitated to speak. Looking at Xingyue's indomitable expression, her worries disappeared completely. She smiled slightly and handed Xingyue an ice sword and said: "After we disperse the wolves, we will rush to help you as soon as possible.
"
Xingyue used an ice sword to cut off the dead wolf's left front paw and kept it as a spare. At the same time, she also smiled and said: "Then you move faster. Maybe I will kill him first before you arrive."
Buman on the side looked very troubled. He had been wanting to interrupt when he heard several people discussing tactics. At this time, he couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Boss, I want to help too! Although I have become thinner, but with combat experience
Still here, I will definitely be able to contribute more or less!"
Xingyue nodded slightly, and Buman immediately became happy. Just when he was about to say thank you to Xingyue, he was suddenly hit in the neck by Xingyue with a hand knife, and he fainted immediately.
Long Ling effortlessly put Buman on his shoulders and said, "Don't worry, I will put him in a safe place."
As he spoke, he threw a bundle of tree vines in his other hand to Xingyue and said: "In critical moments, use it to escape."
Xingyue lay on his back on a big rock at the entrance of the village, quietly waiting for tonight's opponent to arrive. The sky was filled with stars and sprinkled on his face. He felt waves of comfort, as if he was enjoying the quiet moment before the storm.
He slowly raised his right hand and placed it in front of his eyes. The star-shaped scar on the back of his hand glowed slightly red. Although it was not strong, the power of the stars absorbed was also very obvious.
Looking back, this scar was left by my mother
Just when Xingyue was lost in thought, a footstep slowly approached