The gloomy lead clouds drooped low in the sky.

The howling north wind, mixed with sparse cold raindrops, raging between the sky and the earth.

On the boundless celestial grassland, a figure was walking alone against the north wind.

He is not very tall or strong.

The thin and tattered marinated clothes cannot resist the north wind or the raindrops.

The twisted and tangled hair and beard covered the face and covered it up.

He wandered aimlessly, measuring the grassland step by step.

Like a lonely ghost...

No!

He is not a lonely ghost!

He is a ghost!

A life-seeking ghost!

He was dragging a big knife in his hand!

A big knife with a foot tall, eight inches wide, dark and dark, with a blade covered with gaps like serrated teeth, and a strong and fishy smell all over it!

The dark red halo that could be seen in the naked eye was circulating between him and the big knife.

People are as fierce as swords.

The sword is as down and out like a human being.

He forgot a lot of things.

Many, many things...

I only vaguely remember that a long time ago, there seemed to be a woman, a woman who smiled as warm and beautiful as the peach blossoms in March of spring.

I only vaguely remember that a long time ago, there seemed to be a group of men carrying knives, smiling happily and unscrupulously.

I just vaguely remember that it was a long time ago, and it seemed like there was a mountain, a majestic and majestic one. He wanted to follow it for the rest of his life and go to the mountains he approached.

Maybe it's been too long.

It was so long that no matter how hard he tried to recall, he could not remember the woman's appearance.

It was so long that no matter how hard he tried to recall, he could not remember the appearance of those groups of people.

It was so long that no matter how hard he tried to recall, he could not remember the appearance of the mountain.

Fragmented!

Everything is broken!!

Only loneliness is left...

Bone-eroding loneliness!

All the time.

It's everywhere.

Accompany him...

The noisy north wind slapped a different smell on his face.

He raised his head and looked forward.

A pair of blood-clogged eyes are like the reflective eyes of a lone wolf.

He started running.

Several feet in one step.

A brilliant dark red afterimage was drawn on the dark grassland...

I don’t know how long after I ran, a black dot appeared at the end of the sky.

It is almost impossible to see with the naked eye.

But in his eyes... it was as eye-catching as the flames of the burning city in the dark!

That is the tremendous blood and energy that will only be emitted when a large number of creatures gather together...

His speed surged again, turning into a bloody rainbow light, rushing straight towards the black dot.

Move forward!

It's close.

It's getting closer.

A large Northern Barbarian tribe came into his eyes!

The north wind was wrapped in a strong smell of sweat and the body odor of cattle and sheep, and hit his face.

The serrated sword is made of blood!

The next second, a stiff big slander suddenly came from the Northern Barbarian tribe, resounding throughout the sky: "Blood Demon!"

Three figures soared into the sky from the layers of herders' tents, and the surging pressure forced him to do so!

The three of them had very similar clothes, all wearing white wolf's skin, with a white wolf's head lying on top of their heads, naked arms, and a golden scimitar full of jewelry hanging around their waists.

Anyone who has a certain understanding of Tianji Grassland will immediately recognize their identities when they see the three of them dressed up: the White Wolf Lord!

There are three hundred Tianji Grassland, one is one white wolf master!

They are the patriarchs and chiefs.

He is also a priest and a prophet.

Be loyal to the Golden Wolf King Court and jointly rule the boundless Tianji grassland!

The three air pressures of the sea of ​​qi merge into one, as majestic as the mountains and as vast as the sea, suppressing the north wind and blocking the vitality of heaven and earth!

The noisy world finally calmed down.

The man in ragged clothes stopped and looked at the three white wolf masters in a daze.

He didn't understand very much, what were these three two-legged sheep doing?

Why not escape?

He looked at it and felt that these people looked familiar in their dress, and seemed to have killed them somewhere...

But he tried to think about it for a long time, but he still couldn't remember where he had killed him.

He quickly gave up on this meaningless memory.

If you can't remember it, you can't remember it.

It doesn't matter anyway...

After the three white wolf lords rushed out, they did not rush to attack the torn man standing outside the tribe.

They stood on the top of the round tent, surrounding the torn men in a font shape. Under them, the Northern Barbarian herders rushed towards the other end of the tribe like frightened cattle and sheep.

The three of them looked at the man in a ragged clothes and looked particularly solemn...

This is a game!

The Golden Wolf King Court is specially designed for the Blood Demon!

The blood demon slaughtered the wolf god's herders, and there were twelve small tribes, and he slaughtered them all!

There were only one of the twelve tribes, the twelve white wolf lords, who escaped from his sword.

According to the White Wolf Lord who saved his life, this Dali blood demon that ravaged the Tianji Grassland was just a fifth grade...

Therefore, the White Wolf Masters team assigned to the outside of the Tianji Grassland by the Golden Wolf King Court are all dominated by a fourth-grade white wolf, and two fifth-grade white wolf masters are supplemented by them. As long as the blood demon appears, they must teach him.

Give the first prize... This configuration is already the limit.

The grassland is vast and sparsely populated, and it is impossible to lock in a person's position. To make arrangements, you have to ambush all tribes that the blood demon may go to. It is impossible for the Golden Wolf King Court to recruit all the white wolf masters just for the blood demon.

But now the fourth-grade White Wolf Lord who is leading the team has discovered that this blood demon... is clearly a fourth-grade!

Although looking at the breath of the Blood Demon, I have just been promoted to the fourth level.

But the momentum of the Blood Demon is too fierce!

When their eyes swept through them, they felt a sense of palpitations in their hearts, as if they were unarmed and encountered a pack of wolves while walking on the grassland!

Trouble...

Three white wolf masters surrounded the man in a treacherous clothes.

The man in rags was the first to do it!

He raised his big sword and slashed it with one knife!

In an instant, the blood surged and soared into the sky!
To be continued...