Chapter 315

Beast God Continent.

Like the southern wolf tribe under the thick inkstone night.

As if facing the doomsday, the entire group of more than 600 people was shrouded in a cloud of panic and uneasiness. They were all frightened and frightened. They were so frightened that they dared not sleep. They were afraid that they would turn into ashes the next moment they closed their eyes.

three days ago.

Little Xingxing's threatening words, in addition to telling Lang Tian and other wolves in the cliff place, also used thousands of miles of sound transmission to severely intimidate all the tribes of the Southern Wolf Clan and the Wild Beast Mountain Range.

When they first heard it, everyone didn't take it seriously. Until the next morning, the wolf Ye, who was covered in blood and bruises, roared and was tied back by the army of wolves, and there was a "something" suspended in the air behind him.

The clansmen who came back were trembling, their faces were pale, and the face-to-face was slapped and slapped loudly by the truth in an instant!
Scarier than bone beasts, no!
A fetish-sama more terrifying than a fire-breathing beast!

Immediately, it became a taboo among all the people of the Southern Wolf Clan. Talking about the color change, they were extremely terrified.

And a larger amount of shocking news, one after another, exploded the entire Southern Wolf Clan at that dawn.

First: "Wen Yue, their goddess, is actually the master of the fetish!"

Second: "The Goddess is missing, her whereabouts are unknown, her life and death are unknown!"

Third: "Their patriarch, Lang Ye, has gone berserk!"

Fourth: "The berserk patriarch actually wiped out the leopard clan all by himself!"

Fifth: "The Goddess is missing, and the Goddess is very angry. If she can't find it, they will be buried with the whole Southern Wolf Clan!"

As soon as the five shocking news came out, many members of the tribe were frightened and fainted on the spot, including Hai Lan who was lying on the bed in the cave in front of him, crying and red-eyed.

"Lang Tian, ​​it's all my fault, it's all my fault, if I had asked one more question that morning, such a thing would not have happened to Yue'er, she would not have no one to protect her from the clan, and she would not have been murdered by a traitor... ...son...he...not to mention..."

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Hailan couldn't help sobbing, but she couldn't shed a single tear from her red, swollen, dry, almost blind eyes after crying for three whole days.

"A Lan" Lang Tian who was sitting by the bed was full of grief, his only son had gone mad, and his only partner was now bedridden due to excessive grief.

The shock of a series of incidents made the strong man in front of him uncontrollably blush. The eyes of wolves that used to be as sharp as eagles are now shrouded in layers of mist, but he resisted not falling. tears.

On the bed, even though there were no tears, Hai Lan couldn't stop her sobbing, and she never stopped regretting and blaming herself, "Obviously when I had breakfast that morning, Yue'er was already in a bad mood, why didn't I ask her, why didn't I ask... ..."

"Why didn't she ask more questions when she went out..."

"If...if I had asked one more question back then, Yue'er would not have been in danger, and Langye would not have gone berserk..."

"The Southern Wolves...wouldn't put it in such a dangerous place...it's all my fault...it's all me..." Hai Lan, who was crying so hard that her voice was hoarse, was so regretful that she wished she could slap her face hundreds of times .

In fact, she had already smoked, and that morning, her face was red and swollen, and she almost scared the wolf who came back to see him half to death.

Now, in front of her, who was weak and bedridden, she no longer had the strength to slap herself again, so she could only tear her heart and cry until her heart was broken, regretting in pain and grief.

She hated herself, hated herself for being too stupid, too careless, and thinking too much!

On that day, she obviously had doubts about the direction Wen Yue was going in. Apart from Kunshan, that direction was the gate of the clan.

But she didn't ask, she thought that Wen Yue was going to Kunshan, and never thought that she would leave the clan, even if there was a thought that skipped for a moment in her mind, she would go away with a wave...

"Alan, don't blame yourself too much, it's none of your business, Wen Yue, alas...it's our southern wolf clan's fault, we're sorry for her" Lang Tian felt distressed and touched Hai Lan's haggard face, thinking of Xiao What Xing Xing said that day, I couldn't help feeling bitterness and self-blame in my heart.

Lord Shenwu is right. Since the moment Wen Yue came to the Southern Wolf Clan, the Southern Wolf Clan has been taking things from her, but has never returned anything to her.

If such a poor life is considered a reward, with her ability and everything she knows, she will not be regarded as a guest of honor wherever she goes, and she will not flourish.

What's more, she still has a fetish in her hands, so she doesn't need to suffer in the Southern Wolf Clan, but she is willing to suffer, and the Southern Wolf Clan never knows how to cherish...

"By the way, Langtian, what did you say earlier that Langye wiped out the leopard clan? What happened to you that night?" Hai Lan, who had been crying for a long time, suddenly remembered something, sobbing and sobbing Asked weakly.

That day, the amount of information received at the same time was too much, and Hai Lan, who couldn't bear it, fainted on the spot.

After waking up, without saying a word, he rushed to the cave where Lang Ye was bound, crying and asking Lang Ye until he fainted again, and was so sad that he couldn't afford it.

That's why she is lying on the bed every day crying, and after lying in bed, she can't remember any other information except that the wolf turned into a madman and Wen Yue disappeared, let alone ask what happened in the whole process.

Thinking of the scene of that night, it seemed as if yesterday reappeared in Lang Tian's mind. The scenes flashed and were frozen, as clear as those things happened at this very moment. "That night, after we went to the Origin Beast Forest..."

"When we met flea and scorpion corpses all over the ground, there were countless densely packed, there were eight hundred if not one thousand. The wounds on the flea and scorpion corpses were either killed by a single knife or smashed into slag. The death was extremely tragic. At that time, we did not Think about Wen Yue, after all, no one from the Southern Wolf Clan has ever seen her with such ruthlessness."

When Lang Tian said this, he suddenly laughed at himself for some reason, and then fell down again after a moment, "Until, we saw the body of the bone beast."

"what!"

"Bone beast!"

Hai Lan, who was lying on the bed, heard the words, her red and swollen eyes suddenly widened, her heart was startled, and she exclaimed in a trembling and hoarse voice.

Lang Tian nodded heavily and continued: "That's right, it's a bone beast, and it's an adult bone beast. When we got there, the bone beast was already dead. The claw wounds in its stomach and the bite on its neck were fatal wounds."

There is no need to doubt that deadly technique, as long as the people of the Southern Wolf tribe know it, it must be the victory of the wolf night.

"However, what shocked us was that three of the four giant eyes on the bone beast's corpse had been blinded by the same saber technique, and that saber technique was exactly the same as the flea scorpion's killing technique. Exactly!"

"Seeing this, some members of the tribe immediately said with affirmative tone that it was Wen Yue, the fleas and scorpions were killed by Wen Yue, and the bone beast's three eyes were also stabbed blind by Wen Yue."

(End of this chapter)

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