How could he be fine? His body was so hot!
Lu Yan flipped himself over and his bloodshot eyes looked at the wolves who were glaring at him. Perhaps they had realized how terrifying this man was, the wolves didn't dare to pounce on him.
Lu Yan rolled up the sleeves of his bloodstained black shirt and wiped the bloodstains off his handsome face. He stared at the wolves, his brown eyes exuding a cold and bloodthirsty glint.
Slowly stretching out his slender index finger, he curled it at the wolves in disdain.
Howl.
The wolves were enraged.
One man against a few wolves. The atmosphere was so tense that it made one's heart beat faster.
"Lu Yan." An 'an stretched out her fair fingers and tugged on his shirt. He was running a high fever and his body wasn't feeling well. It was very dangerous for him to face these wolves alone.
Lu Yan stretched out his calloused hand and held onto her delicate hand. "Stay here obediently, don't distract me, hm?"
An 'an nodded her head vigorously. "Mm!"
At this moment, the wolves pounced on him. Lu Yan quickly got up and went forward to face them.
The wolves were fast, but Lu Yan was even faster. He raised his knife and instantly killed two wolves. At this moment, a wolf pounced on him and bit down on his abdomen with its sharp fangs.
"Lu Yan!"
"Master Yan!"
An 'an and Tang Mo' er screamed at the same time.
The wolf's fangs had already pierced through Lu Yan's abdomen. Lu Yan grabbed onto one of the fangs and forcefully pulled it out.
Howl. The wolf let out a pitiful cry. Lu Yan had forcefully pulled out the fangs from the wolf's mouth.
He raised the knife in his hand and stabbed it into the wolf's head.
Blood.
There was blood all over the ground.
There was only one wolf left at the scene. The wolf looked at Lu Yan and Lu Yan stared back at it with bloodshot eyes.
The man was ferocious and bloodthirsty, and his entire body was filled with malevolence.
The wolf turned around and ran away.
He had killed three wolves, and he had scared the last one away.
He was even more ruthless than a wolf.
The wolf was gone and the danger was averted. Lu Yan knelt down on one knee.
The fringe on his forehead was already soaked, and tiny droplets of water dripped down from the ends of his hair. One of his large palms was on his thigh, and the other was holding the knife on the ground. His muscular chest was constantly panting, going up and down.
Tang Mo 'er was stunned on the spot. This was the first time she had seen Lu Yan in action. His movements were swift, accurate and ruthless.
She looked at Lu Yan panting as he knelt down on one knee. She suddenly felt that Lu Yan was a little unfamiliar.
Under his evil and unruly appearance, he actually hid such a skill.
"Lu Yan!" An 'an screamed and quickly ran forward. She squatted down beside Lu Yan. Lu Yan's black shirt and black trousers were torn into pieces and there were a few scratches and bite marks on his muscular body.
Her fair and tender little hand reached out, but she suddenly stopped. She did not dare to touch him, afraid that she would touch his wounds and cause him pain.
"Lu Yan, you're injured." In the end, An 'an stretched out her hands to hold the man's handsome face. She moved her face closer and nuzzled her delicate nose against the stubble on his face.
Lu Yan knitted his brows. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his clothes were all soaked through. He was extremely exhausted.
He stretched out his large palm to cover his abdomen, and a large amount of blood flowed out from his fingertips.
Because he was squatting down, she could not see the wound on his abdomen.
But his most serious injury was on his abdomen.
"I'm fine …" He spat out two hoarse words from his dry lips.
An 'an lowered her long lashes and looked at the wound on his abdomen. Her fair white eyes warmed up and two streams of crystal-clear tears fell down.
"Master Yan, let me take a look at the wound on your abdomen?" At this moment, Tang Mo 'er walked in front and stretched out her hand to flip open Lu Yan's shirt.
There was a large patch of blood, and there was a wolf's fang in his abdomen.
The fang was deeply embedded in his muscles, and it made one's scalp go numb just by looking at it.
He had forcefully broken the fang from the wolf's mouth.
"Master Yan, I'm going to pull the fang out for you now, but there's no anesthetic here. You'll have to bear with the pain," Tang Mo 'er said decisively.
Lu Yan's handsome face started to turn pale, and his bloodshot brown eyes became glazed over because of the immense pain.
"You can pull it out," he said in a hoarse voice.
Tang Mo 'er took a deep breath and held the fang in her hand, and started to pull it out …
An 'an held the man's handsome face, which was covered in blood and sweat, and kissed his thin lips gently.
The man's breathing was very heavy, and his heavy breath was on her delicate skin. His thin lips were already peeling, and it hurt after kissing them. It did not feel good, but An 'an's heart was in turmoil.
She kissed his thin lips, wanting to help him alleviate some of the pain.
There was nothing she could do now, but to kiss him.
Lu Yan threw away the knife in his hand, and pressed the back of An 'an's head with his calloused large palm. He kissed her sweet little mouth deeply.
She did not need to do anything, she just needed to kiss him like this.
Lu Yan kissed her delicate lips, and his strong tongue entered her little mouth. An 'an responded to him on her own initiative, hooking the tip of his tongue.
He felt that he was surrounded by tenderness and sweetness. It was such a wonderful feeling, and his soul was about to be hooked out by her.
At this moment, the fang was pulled out, and Tang Mo 'er quickly pressed on Lu Yan's bleeding wound.
The immense pain made Lu Yan groan, and his other leg knelt down. His entire body was kneeling on the ground.
An 'an quickly hugged his neck, and her tears fell into both of their mouths. She stuck the tip of her tongue into his mouth.
Lu Yan closed his eyes, and his large palm was still holding onto her silky hair. Her silky hair was messy in his palm, and he kissed her back with difficulty.
He could sense her unease, and he was responding to her. An 'an, don't be afraid.
In the next second, Lu Yan fell into An 'an's arms.
He had collapsed.
An 'an's icy cold eyes suddenly narrowed. Shock, fear, pain and unease filled her eyes. All these years, she had never seen him collapse before.
So there was a time when he would collapse too.
An 'an hugged his head tightly, and hugged him in her arms. "Lu Yan, you … don't die! Ah Yan … "
She instantly sobbed uncontrollably.
Was he dead?
Was he dead?
She was so afraid, so afraid.
She only had him in this world. As long as he was around, he had already fused into her blood, and become a part of her life.
When she was six years old, he kicked open the human traffickers' door, and walked in with his heavy black boots. He was so tall, as though he had descended from the sky. He was so tall that she had to lift her head to look up at him.
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