When the wolves smelled the blood that spurted out from the eyeball that Seventeen was chewing on, they let out low growls filled with the desire to attack.
Dozens of snow wolves attacking one after another was definitely a nightmarish threat. The berserk wolves had innate battle skills that humans did not have.
The moment the first snow wolf pounced on Thirteen, Thirteen crouched down and thrust the military dagger in his hand into the white wolf's abdomen in a crescent arc!
"Sssss!!"
The sound of bones and muscles being cut caused the snow wolf to wail!
Blood spurted out from its abdomen and stained half of Thirteen's face!
Stench! Boiling hot!
This wail seemed to have triggered the entire wolf pack's bloody attack!
Before Thirteen could pull out the dagger from the wolf's body, a few more wolves pounced on his head, arms and legs!
On the other side, Seventeen took a deep breath and began to fight against the snow wolves that were charging at her!
This was different from a human's fight. Wild beasts' attacks were purely fatal and direct. There was no need for any extra thoughts or tricks. She had to go all out to kill them!
"Ahh!"
Seventeen groaned as a wolf bent its back and bit her on the arm!
Fortunately, the fur wrapped around her prevented the wolf's fangs from causing immediate damage. Seventeen endured the pain and stabbed back, piercing one of the wolf's eyeballs!
"Woo woo!! — — "
The wolf pack let out all sorts of cries and howls of anger.
The two of them moved quickly from time to time, causing the snow and rocks on the mountain to slide down. The difficulty of balancing their bodies made the battle extremely difficult!
Subconsciously, the two of them leaned against each other and helped each other to fill in the gaps of the wolf pack!
A slight carelessness could cause their arteries to be bitten off. Even though they were exhausted, the boy and girl did not dare to relax.
Gradually, there were less than 20 wolves left in the wolf pack. The ground was littered with dead and injured wolves, forcing them to retreat.
The two of them were already in a killing frenzy and their bodies were covered in blood. It was hard to tell if the blood was from their own scratches or from the wolves.
When they heard the footsteps of the wolves running far away, the two of them heaved a sigh of relief.
Looking at the ground littered with corpses, Thirteen panted heavily and said in amusement, "Looks like we won't be able to finish the meat. It's just that starting a fire is a bit troublesome. If you don't mind, why don't you bite them raw?"
Seventeen did not make a sound. With a pale face, she walked towards the nearest wolf carcass with difficulty.
Suddenly, Thirteen's hand reached for the girl's left arm from behind.
"Whizz!!"
With a flash of cold light, Seventeen suddenly turned around and slashed her dagger across Thirteen's fingertips!
"Hiss …"
Thirteen quickly retracted his hand and cursed angrily, "Madman! What are you doing!? "
Seventeen's hands were trembling. The cold night, running for her life, and fighting with the pack of wolves had drained her strength!
"You were the one who touched me first. I should be the one asking you why."
The girl's eyes were still filled with a strong sense of vigilance and murderous intent. This was also the biggest reason why she could surpass countless boys and live to this day. She was extremely tenacious and vicious!
Thirteen sighed and looked at his bleeding finger. If he did not stop fast enough, half of his finger would have been cut off.
Laughing bitterly, Thirteen said, "I saw that the clothes on your arm were torn and wanted to help you see if the wound was big. If it was, it would be best to treat it. You might not have felt it because you are numb."
Seventeen was startled and looked at the boy suspiciously. She took a few steps back and maintained a safe distance before turning to look at her arm.
As expected, one of the bitten areas was badly mangled. It was caused by the wolf's teeth.
Although it looked terrible, Seventeen would not cry like a normal girl. As long as she did some emergency treatment, it would be fine.
In the night, Seventeen looked at Thirteen again. The boy had already started to deal with the snow wolf carcasses. He skinned them and cut the meat to eat.
"Why did you remind me that I'm injured …" Seventeen could not help but ask. She felt a strange warmth in her heart.
Thirteen turned around and opened his bloody mouth while chewing on the raw meat, "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been able to fight so many wolves today. You helped me. Besides, you don't have enough strength to threaten me. It's fine to care about you. Maybe we can become friends, right? "
"I don't need your care and I don't want to be your friend," Seventeen said with a cold face.
"I can see that," Thirteen raised his injured finger helplessly, "You're a fierce girl."
…
The bedside lamp made the room feel warm. On the big bed, the family of three was immersed in a bloody and barbaric story for more than an hour.
Yang Cheng hugged his knees and supported his chin as he sat on the bed. As he narrated, he even forgot that he was telling his daughter a story.
The vicissitudes of life flashed in his eyes and he was immersed in his memories. He almost forgot where he was.
Yang Cheng did not even notice that Lanlan had fallen asleep on the pillow ten minutes ago.
The chubby little girl was lying there like a little pig. Her face was squeezed and she was pouting. She slept soundly.
It was not that she did not like the story her father told her, but there were too many things that she needed to think about. She got tired and fell asleep.
"… Do you know, at that time, I actually wanted to tell that girl to stop pretending. She was lonely because I knew that she was actually shy.
No one cares about our children, but because I've been cared for by an uncle who taught me martial arts, I know that simple words like that can win people's hearts.
But to be honest, I just said it casually and did not really care about her. She seemed to be fooled by me and felt a little unnatural.
It wasn't until the night passed and we went our separate ways to our destination that she suddenly said something to me. Only then did I realize that she wasn't stupid at all … "
Yang Cheng seemed to be talking to himself. He paused and looked up, "Lanlan, do you know what that girl said …"
Halfway through the question, Yang Cheng realized that his daughter had fallen asleep.
While not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Yang Cheng was also a little disappointed. He was telling this story very seriously, even if it was not suitable for children.
But! At this moment, someone answered!
"You better not care about other girls in the future, because they will not be like me. That knife will deliberately cut your fingertip …"
Cold, straightforward, but with a hint of tactful charm. This sentence that had been engraved in Yang Cheng's mind for more than ten years suddenly rang in his ears again!?
Even the tone and emotion were exactly the same!
Yang Cheng's pupils contracted violently. He suddenly raised his head and locked his gaze on the woman lying on the other side of the bed!
This sentence was actually said by Lin Ruoxi!?
At this moment, the woman's expression was a little blank. Her watery eyes were filled with a faint mist. Her expression was calm and there was a hint of vicissitudes.
"Ruo … Ruoxi … You … How could you …"
Yang Cheng's eyes widened in disbelief. He even suspected that he had heard wrongly.
Lin Ruoxi seemed to have just woken up from a half-asleep state. She slowly raised her head, her eyes revealing a hint of confusion.
Following that, when she saw how agitated Yang Cheng was, and how his bloodshot eyes were staring at her, she became more and more fearful.
"Hubby … Hubby, why are you … looking at me like that?" Lin Ruoxi sat up and asked.
Yang Cheng swallowed his saliva and tried his best to calm himself down. He carefully looked at Lin Ruoxi's expression again. There was no longer any trace of that special temperament from before.
"Ruoxi, how did you know what she was going to say?" Yang Cheng asked as gently as he could.
Lin Ruoxi recalled for a while and seemed to be a little strenuous. She shook her head and said, "I don't know either. When you asked me just now, I suddenly said that sentence. What's wrong? Was it really that sentence?"
Looking at the woman's blank expression, Yang Cheng felt that he was a little paranoid. That was true. Lin Ruoxi and Seventeen were similar in some aspects. It was not impossible for her to think of it.
Although he still felt that it was strange, Yang Cheng did not want to pursue it further.
Lin Ruoxi said sourly, "Is it interesting to tell your daughter about your romance with your ex?"
Yang Cheng finally felt embarrassed. Shanshan smiled and said, "Honey, calm down. Next time, I will definitely choose a story without her, hehe …"
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