Hunting Heart Little Mengxian: Rebirth and Raising a Wolf

Chapter 12 It's Time...

Now, he who was once young and helpless has already grown up... After his mother passed away, within the scope of this human world, he no longer has any worries or scruples!

It's time to face those enemies who are more cruel than some monsters and should be punished more!

As long as I follow this stupid woman, I should be able to lock on the "master ambassador" hiding "behind" her soon, and, perhaps, there is more than one person.

However, he didn't know what was wrong with him... At this moment, the more he stared at Jiu Xiaohan's small face, the more "wolf boy" couldn't avert his gaze.

The more he touched her smooth and white face, the more he couldn't put it down, it seemed; he couldn't convince himself, and immediately moved away the palm that he had hated her so much.

Obviously, since he was a child, he has never liked to take the initiative to get close to any woman.

Even his own mother has worried more than once whether he seems to have a little "broken sleeve".

On this freezing snowy ground, in the bone-chilling black night, the thin gray-robed nun who was not worthy of any pity and sympathy in front of him made him look again and again, dazed, Also in a daze.

Could it be that "strange fragrance" emanating from her from time to time attracted his attention and confuses his mind?
He clearly knew that this woman, [-]% to [-]% of the time, was a "bounty hunting guard". Instead of killing the other hunting guards whom he hated to the bone, he did not kill her.

On the contrary, he subconsciously showed her so much concern that even she couldn't understand.

Suddenly, the "wolf boy" squatting silently in front of her, with weak and trembling arms, seemed to use a lot of strength in his whole body to help Jiujiu who was lying motionless on the ground sit up. Osamu.

At the same time, it seemed that he was afraid that she would get cold too quickly after lying in the snow for a long time, so he helped her put on the black wolf fur cloak on his shoulders...

"Don't move to death! It's best for me to wake up safe and sound, even if I only have one breath!"

"This time, I have to find out who are the behind-the-scenes masters who spent a lot of money to hire you!"

"When you see them, naturally, you will be useless..."

While using the most vicious and cold storage way of thinking to find an excuse for "good intentions and concern", he was simply thinking:

"When you wake up, don't be impatient and think that you owe me some kind of "life-saving grace"!"

"In case, in the future, if you give an excuse of 'ungrateful'; I have to make a special trip to the underworld to explain the reason to King Yama."

He squatted on the spot again, hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind:
"How about this?! Instead of letting you stalk me in the future and be unable to get rid of it, I may be forced to "promise with my body" to repay you for killing me and saving me from the black wolf's den. This "favor"; it's better, right now, I'll 'take the initiative' to show you a little bit..."

After completing his mental training and making up his mind about this project, he simply, endured his serious injuries and held on with strength, and lifted Jiu Xiaohan, who had fainted due to sudden blindness, from the snow to his back. up.

Therefore, the inside and outside of the cave are like a natural difference. Even if the two reached a consensus "so tacitly", they switched positions quite logically.

This time, it was his turn, he was "down" and she was "up".

Even though, he possessed a natural self-healing ability, coupled with the cold weather, the serious injuries on the "wolf boy" had basically stopped bleeding.

However, due to his long-term life of fleeing in hiding, eating and sleeping in the open, eating his last meal without resting his meal, his body frame is really too thin.

Even if it was, at this moment he exerted all his strength of gnashing his teeth and sucking his whole body, but it seemed like a drop in the bucket. He seemed not as good as the little female cultivator on his back.

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Jiu Xiaohan, who was still in a coma, pressed heavily on the back of "Boy Boy".

In the blink of an eye, the young man's slender and weak waist bow was almost bent into a right angle.

In fact, judging from the height of the two of them alone, Jiu Xiaohan is about half a head shorter than the boy.

She just crawled on the boy's body unconsciously, as if sticking to his back like an octopus.

However, her feet seemed to be very long, they were always hanging on the snow surface, stumbling and being dragged to the position of the boy's heels, swinging from time to time, making him feel very painful...

Such an embarrassing situation is enough to show that this "wolf boy" is indeed too thin, and his physique is really bad.

Under the snowy night, among the silent wild mangosteen forests, there should be such an irreconcilable, life-and-death confrontation and fight, but these two arhat-like figures, no matter when and where they look, they are sincere. It looks extraordinarily funny.

Jiu Xiaohan's whole body became more and more stiff from the cold, and he slid down from time to time. The "wolf boy" had to stop temporarily after taking a few steps, and pushed her onto his back with his almost numb arms. Push up.

Whoever it was, would be muttering inwardly, and there might be some angry little complaints:

"This stupid woman, I don't know what she eats on weekdays!"

"Look at you, this small body doesn't look big, why is it so heavy?"

However, having said that, isn't this the result of what he did for himself!
Even though, even if he possesses the incomparably powerful self-healing ability, he can't help but not cherish his body so much.

Just now, when he carried her on his back, he pulled her so hard. In addition, he carried her with difficulty along the way.

In this way, after going up and down several times, the two wounds on his heart and liver were torn open again!
But, fortunately, around the wound, there were still some hemostatic medicine that Jiu Xiaohan had given him in the Heilang Cave—those white powder still had obvious pain-relieving effects.

Although, at this time, the blood has already oozes from the wound again; but, it is not enough to make him suffer from unbearable pain and roll all over the floor like before.

He clenched his teeth, took another deep breath, lifted the support over his waist with all his strength, and pressed it firmly on his back again.

Crossing her arms behind her back, supporting the stupid female cultivator clinging to her back, who seemed to be getting more and more "heavy than Mount Tai", she started again with difficulty, moving forward step by step.

However, he had only walked dozens of steps away, and two long, blood-stained footprints and trails had already formed on the thick pale snow...

It looks like the artist wrote the long character "one" with cinnabar on the white silk paper;

It also seems to be a blood book dipped on the white silk hanging on the beam before the death of someone who has been wronged;
It's also like, by someone, on the natural beauty of sinking fish and wild goose, closed moon and shameful flowers, a scar was newly cut with a sharp blade...

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However, the next scene was really beyond the expectations of the "wolf boy".

He originally thought that it was the fresh smell of blood that he scattered on the ground and in the air that attracted the pack of snow wolves that were looking for food nearby.

However, it is not.

It was the strange fragrance of "demon sucking" from Jiu Xiaohan who lured them to surround him...

It's just that non-monsters will never smell this smell!
He and those blood wolf monsters could smell it.

Those snow wolves are completely different from the wild mountain black wolves in those caves that were raised with the hearts and flesh of teenagers.

Although, in terms of size and strength, they are far inferior to the huge and ferocious black wolves.

However, because the fur of snow wolves is mostly pure white, the color of their pupils is also off-white; therefore, their gray pupils are born to adapt to the harsh natural environment such as the snow season.

Therefore, in such a harsh environment, these snow wolves are more powerful and threatening than the group of black wolves.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of the significant differences in coat color and bloodlines that snow wolves and black wolves have become natural enemies of each other.

From the commonality of these characteristics, it seems that all wolf races in the world, and even many social biological races, are, on the contrary, somewhat similar to human races:

Although they are born the same as human beings, they will always more or less recognize each other as beings because of individual differences in skin color, appearance, beliefs, regional habits, language and culture, and social systems. Dissidents and alien races, some are born with others, and some are acquired, they continue to be hostile to each other, and constantly initiate disputes...

So, in this way, an unsolvable problem for thousands of years, since the beginning of Pangu:
Humans and beasts, immortals and demons, gods and demons, which one is more vicious?

"Wolf boy" seemed to be remembering some of his past, and what extremely bad things had happened; his gaze became more sharp and ruthless.

However, in the scene of heavy snow, the snow wolves have a natural visual advantage.

This, exactly, is the opposite of Jiu Xiaohan's night vision blue pupil ability.

If he was also facing the endless white snow, and it was a sunny day, Jiu Xiaohan's eyes would develop snow blindness faster than ordinary people.

Often, she was caught off guard.The symptoms she manifested will also appear extremely severe, not only dizziness, but also, before there is any time for nausea and vomiting, she will faint on the spot.

Not to mention, if you encounter snow wolves in this mountain path with no village in front and no shop in the back, if you just lie silently in the snow and faint for a few hours, I am afraid that Jiu Xiaohan will die soon. It is hard to escape the fate of being frozen, and there is almost no possibility of survival.

Presumably, she did not expect that, but fortunately, at this moment, there is this "grateful" "wolf boy" guarding her side.

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When he immediately noticed the presence of several snow wolves in the distance, the young man's nerves tensed up, which made his sickly self fully increase his vigilance by 120 points.

He put Jiu Xiaohan off his back first, let her lean firmly against a dead tree next to him, and then he took the soft sword in Jiu Xiaohan's hand.

Not long ago, Jiu Xiaohan used this sword to pick off the seven forehead hairs of the leader of the black wolf in the cave.

It can be seen that Jiu Xiaohan's "pure scorpion" is not something that everyone can use easily and skillfully.

Its strength and movement path are extremely difficult to master and use. It can be said that it is one of the most difficult weapons to control in the view of Qingxin.

That was still five years ago, when Jiu Xiaohan was married to Ji, it was the bodyguard given to her by Master Wuweizi as a birthday gift.

"Pure Jue", the sword body is as soft as silk, if you bend it hard like a hook, it will make a clanging sound when you bend it;

Completely different from hard swordsmanship, soft swordsmanship has high requirements on the flexibility, flexibility and coordination of the swordsman's body.

When daily practicing and using the technique of "pure mind", sword practitioners must also concentrate on the three aspects of essence, energy, and spirit, and with continuous improvement over time, they can keep approaching and finally have the hope of reaching the human sword. The Realm of Oneness...

"I didn't expect this stupid little female cultivator to have a good set of swordsmanship!"

The young man secretly sighed in his heart, at the same time, he was holding Jiu Xiaohan's "Pure Gu" with one hand, and the other hand was already coordinating with him, making a gesture of drawing a sword.

When he actually held this "Pure Jue" sword, the "boy wolf" felt that he was not very comfortable with it.

There is a feeling of softness, like a bronze whip.However, it cannot be controlled well like the whipping method of using a whip.

Moreover, he also feels that this "pure scorpion" seems to be neither suitable for hacking, nor can he immediately stab the enemy's vitals with sword skills like Jiu Xiaohan.

Holding "Pure Skull" in the palm of his hand, "Wolf Boy" said in his heart:
"It really is, what an ancient artifact that has been extinct for tens of thousands of years! It's a pity..."

"I don't know how this powerful baby was acquired by this stupid little female cultivator...?"

"Could it be that it's also the master's magic weapon given to her by the old Wuweizi, isn't it?"

However, for this strange treasure, if he wants to control this sword to the extent that he can follow him like a shadow, he probably needs to get rid of about [-]% of his masculinity.

Even though he was seriously injured, he didn't have any masculinity anymore, but, after all, he was still a man no matter what.

Before the snow wolves got close to them, the "boy wolf" tried to weigh the soft sword of "pure scorpion" a couple of times.

However, he made up his mind, after all, if he lost [-]% of his yang energy in a battle of wits and courage with dozens of snow wolves, he might not have enough chance of winning!
So, he had no choice but to give up, and had to decide to give up using "pure scorpion" for the time being!
At this moment, the "wolf boy" suddenly thought of a more subtle way of fighting, as if in a hurry.

I saw that he leaned down quickly, and when he put the "Pure Gu" sword back to Jiu Xiaohan's hand, he fumbled for the inner pocket of the black wolf fur cloak that was covering Jiu Xiaohan's body.

After a short while, the "wolf boy" took out a sharp dagger with a cold light from the small inner pocket...

(End of this chapter)