On a cold night in the far north, on the endless ice fields, there were two blurry figures moving slowly.

The snow was deep, and it took them a long time to climb to a high slope from a distance. The place was empty and quiet, except for the rustling sound of their footsteps.

It was only then, under the light of the red moon, that it became clear that the two people were one older and one younger.

The elder was sixty or seventy years old, with a somewhat thin face. He was wearing a fur suit and looked bloated. His hands were tucked into his sleeves, holding a priceless jade matouqin in his arms, and his legs were sunk deep in the snow.

The child was only seven years old, with a thin body and only wore a set of autumn clothes. He stood on the snow like a ghost.

They stopped here, and the elder said: "This is the place where the Wolf King made his fortune."

The boy's name is Xue Leng. People of his age should be studying in private schools, but he was curious about the experience of the Wolf King, so he came to the grassland to find the answer.

Suddenly, he heard a distant howl of a wolf. The elder looked in the direction of the sound and said with a smile: "The wolves here have a more bleak sound, a deeper pitch, and a longer reverberation than other places."

Xue Leng looked into the distance, his gaze seemed like the eternal night, and said: "After the Zenith trial, King China seemed to have changed. I want to hear his story before the Zenith trial."

Meng En raised his head, looked at the red moon, and said to himself: "A thousand years ago, there were endless conquests between countries. Natural and man-made disasters caused people all over the world to suffer miserably. According to legend, King China was a messenger sent by the gods.

, his appearance is to end the dispute. This matter starts with Fei Lang."

Meng En looked at Xue Leng and said with a smile: "Back then, the snow wolves were the masters of this land of ice and snow, and they were the real elves of nature. At that time, there was a mercenary group here that called itself the "Snow Wolf" and was the most powerful.

Not only did they call themselves snow wolves, they also hunted snow wolves, respecting those who killed more wolves. There were many such regiments at that time, and they almost killed all the snow wolves on the ice sheet. Now, the snow wolves have been completely extinct.

A wolf as big as an ox and pure white, which can only be seen in pictures."

At this point, Meng En turned his eyes to the distance and sighed with a smile: "The snow wolf is the totem of my clan. If I can see it with my own eyes, even if I die immediately, I will have no regrets in life."

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A thousand years ago.

Right at the foot of Xueleng, the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group is stationed, with a total of twenty-six people. The location here is very good, with higher terrain and a broad view.

There is a flagpole outside the camp gate, with a piece of wolf skin hanging on it. The skin is completely peeled, fluttering in the cold wind, and looks a bit depressed.

The leader of the Snow Wolf mercenary group is a bold man named Fei Lang, who is twenty-seven years old. He is often exposed to the cold wind and the scorching sun, and his appearance is more like thirty-seven years old.

Feilang considers himself the wolf king. Every time he calls out to his men, he shouts loudly: "Wolf cubs!"

At this time, the team members had just finished their training, and while everyone was taking a rest, they heard Fei Lang shouting: "Wolf cubs, look, there are two wolves over there."

Fei Lang held the riding whip and pointed in one direction. He looked back at his subordinates and happened to see three young people who had just joined the gang. He casually said: "You, you, you, go and take them down!"

The three young men received the order for the first time, picked up their bows and arrows, mounted their horses, cheered excitedly, and flew away from the high ground raising a cloud of smoke.

The wild wolves had already sensed the crisis when Airwolf came out to watch. They raised their pointed ears and looked at the camp with vigilance. They saw the three men running towards the camp menacingly, and then walked slowly into the distance. When they saw the pursuers approaching,

Then they started running, and when they saw that it was safe, they slowed down again, teasing the three young people who had just started to walk away.

The rest of the people laughed loudly and laughed and cursed:

"Three chicks were tricked by two wolves."

"You don't even understand how to disperse and surround yourself."

"Go home and herd the sheep."

"Go and eat your mother's milk, hahaha."

"Idiots, you are shooting arrows."

When the three of them heard this sound, they felt angry, swung their whips, and continued to chase the wolf.

When Fei Lang saw the person walking away, he turned around to a higher ground and disappeared. He didn't come back for a while. He suddenly felt uneasy and frowned slightly.

He had heard that there were snow wolves here, but he had never seen them. He knew that snow wolves were very ferocious and cunning creatures. Could it be that he had encountered a snow wolf? He couldn't worry about these three young men, so he

He led two of his cronies and looked for them in the direction where the three disappeared.

After running for more than ten miles, I saw three dead horses in the grassland that had been gnawed by wolves, with all their internal organs empty.

Fei Lang was secretly frightened and said: "Seeing only horses but no people means something has probably happened. Snow Wolf may be the only one who can knock down three horses and take away three people."

"Boss, what should we do?" The two cronies were eager to give it a try.

"Chase." Fei Lang shouted and led his followers to speed up. After walking for more than ten miles, he saw stains of blood on the grass. He dismounted and pushed aside the grass. Three bloody corpses suddenly appeared in front of him. They were the three just now.

youth.

Feilang dismounted and looked through the corpses. The internal organs of these three people had also been eviscerated, leaving only three empty shells.

The neck of one of the corpses was bitten off, and there was a bloody head not far away. Airwolf leaned over to examine it, and various signs showed that the head was bitten off in one bite. It is impossible for ordinary wolves to do this.

"Boss, it was Xue Lang who did it, right? Do you want to fight?" A close aide asked in surprise.

Fei Lang's face was gloomy and his brows were furrowed. On the surface, it seemed that Xue Lang had done it, but he always felt something was wrong in his heart, and felt that things were not as simple as they seemed on the surface.

He looked back and saw that he was too far away from the camp, and thought something was wrong in his heart. If the snow wolf was really trying to kill them, the three of them would be outnumbered. With his superb martial arts skills and the blessing of his true energy, he was not afraid, but he

His cronies may not be able to come back alive?

But it would be even scarier if it weren't for the snow wolf. Humans are always scarier than wolves.

He knows very well that there are many experts and strangers in this world who can control living things through supernatural powers. It is now a time of war, and the corps are attacking each other. It is also common for some corps to spend a lot of money to hire experts to eliminate hostile forces.

There is something.

At this time, he felt a faint sense of fear, and the uneasiness in his heart made him sigh deeply and depressingly.

He was originally a tribal general, but his army was beaten to pieces in the war, and the chief committed suicide after his home was destroyed. Later, he gathered the remaining troops and wanted the chief's son to succeed him, but he was beaten again.

After a huge defeat and being disheartened, I came here to hunt wolves.

He has been living quite comfortably these past few years.

But at this time, the depression in his heart was no less than that of a big defeat, and he felt indescribably uncomfortable. He always felt that something was wrong, and the uneasiness in his heart warned him that he might have been trapped.

Letting out a breath of depression, Fei Lang covered the dead man's eyelids with his hand and lifted the body onto the horse's back.

The wolf was lost and a man died. In order to reduce unnecessary losses, Feilang had no choice but to return to camp first and then make plans.

On the way, Fei Lang lowered his head and meditated. The more he thought about it, the more depressed and boring he felt.

It was almost dusk. Fei Lang counted the time and thought: Why didn't anyone come out to respond?

At this moment, a close confidant beside him exclaimed: "Boss, look, there is smoke coming out of the camp."

Fei Lang secretly screamed, "Oh no!"

The horse galloped to the top of the slope, only to see a mess in front of him. A fire had been set in the previous camp, and there was no sound of people.

As the leader of the regiment, Fei Lang felt like a thunderbolt, and he suddenly realized that this was a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain!

He had been in the army for many years, but he did not see this simple strategy, and he felt extremely regretful. However, a big mistake had been made, and now it was important to put out the fire and see if there were any survivors.

However, there is not much water here, and although there is some snow, it is only a drop in the bucket. There are only three of them, and they can only watch their camp being burned to the ground.

After the fire died out, it was already midnight. Fei Lang checked the camp and found that all twenty charred corpses were in good condition. All the charred corpses had traces of being gnawed by wolves, without exception. This big man seemed to have aged ten years again, dejectedly.

Sit on the ground.

The comfortable life he had lived in these past few years had made him feel a lot more relaxed and open-minded about people. He wanted to spend the rest of his life hunting wolves here, but he had long forgotten about having great ambitions and helping the world.

back.

Fei Lang clenched his back molars and thought: Is it a wolf or a human? How could a wolf have such a high IQ? If it is a human, there is no trace of anyone coming here. I must find out the truth, there is someone wronged

Revenge, take revenge if you have a grudge.

After a huge blow, his ambition revived.

The three buried the body and divided the property they could take away.

The fire was extinguished and the surrounding area fell into darkness. The moon was obscured by dark clouds tonight, and it was a dark, windy and murderous night.

Fei Lang got on his horse, with hatred in his tiger eyes, and flew towards the south with his two cronies. He figured that there were many people in the south, and he wanted to go to a friend and ask him to help him get revenge.

After walking for more than a hundred miles, a fierce strong wind suddenly hit from the side. Fei Lang tried his best to slap the strong wind with his palm. In the darkness, he felt that he had repeled the thing. But he also felt uncomfortable.

The tiger's mouth was slightly numb, and the horse under his crotch screamed, fell sideways for a few steps, bent his legs and lay down, and then stood up. If it hadn't been a BMW horse, this blow would have paralyzed it to the ground.

Feilang didn't see clearly what was attacking him, so he slowed down his power, came to the side of his two trusted aides, and walked side by side with them. The three of them widened their eyes and looked around warily, but because it was too dark, he couldn't see anything.

clear.

Fei Lang held a mace tightly in his hand, and two of his henchmen also drew their swords and followed Fei Lang without saying a word.

Suddenly, two will-o'-the-wisps appeared in the distance. Then, there was a rustling sound from all directions, and then at four o'clock, six o'clock, eight o'clock... Before long, the darkness was densely filled with faint will-o'-the-wisps.

Feilang looked carefully and saw clearly that those were not will-o'-the-wisps, but the eyes of a pack of wolves!

Apart from the sound of footsteps, this group of wolves did not make too much noise. They seemed to be a group of well-trained wolves.

Fei Lang was horrified. He had never seen so many wolves gathered together in his life. He knew that tonight was a bad night. His scalp was numb and he quickly reined in the horse's head. He had the courage to break into the Million Company Camp alone, but faced with

There were so many evil wolves, but he felt powerless.
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