The warm morning sun shone on the earth, and the man who had been unconscious all night finally regained consciousness and woke up.
However, when he opened his eyes, he saw an extremely strange scene.
A little beggar in ragged clothes sat cross-legged beside him, his body splattered with bloody red blood, but it had already dried, so his face could not be seen clearly because his face was covered with blue and green blood as if smeared with medicine.
But he saw that he was holding a dagger in his hand and staring ahead, so he looked in the direction he was looking, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
In addition to the three stiff wolf corpses in front of the little beggar, there were a dozen gray wolves squatting three meters away with their mouths grinning and drooling, staring at them hungrily.
Fengjiu turned her head slightly and met the man's stunned and somewhat confused gaze.
"careful!"
The man suddenly cried out in surprise, looking in horror at the gray wolf that pounced on the little beggar. In his anxiety, he instinctively wanted to get up, but the movement hurt the wound in his abdomen. He groaned and fell down again, blood oozing from the wound.
When the man cried out in surprise, Fengjiu turned around, jumped up with nimble movements, and swept her sharp eyes towards the grey wolf. When she saw it pounce on her, she squatted down and rolled under the wolf, slashing the dagger in her hand upwards.
“Whoosh!”
“Ouch!”
The dagger cut a deep gash in the wolf's belly with such brutal force that the wolf howled and fell in front of the man due to the momentum of the pounce. It stared at the man with its ferocious eyes. Its body twitched, its open mouth moved, and finally it died.
"Woooooo!"
The remaining grey wolf raised its head and howled in agitation, its claws digging at the ground, and it let out low howls. Its ferocious eyes stared at Fengjiu with reluctance and bloodthirstiness, but it did not dare to move forward.
After killing the gray wolf, Fengjiu stood up straight and stared at the gray wolves fiercely. She raised the corners of her lips like a bloodthirsty Shura and said, "If you don't leave, I will kill you one by one." Her eyes swept across and fell on the gray wolf leading the group that was standing on the hillside not far away.
As if sensing the threat in her eyes, the gray wolf stared at Fengjiu with its ferocious eyes for a while, then raised its head and howled loudly. Soon, the dozen or so wolves that were squatting there stood up and ran away.
The man half-propped himself up and looked in shock, his eyes wide open with an expression of disbelief.
Fengjiu wiped the blood off the wolf's fur with the dagger and put it away. She turned around and saw the man's expression. She smiled nonchalantly and said, "I'm glad you woke up. If you don't wake up, I'll leave."
She walked over to the side and sat down, took out the water from the bamboo tube and drank a mouthful. She had been staring at the dozen wolves all night, her mental strength was tense, but she couldn't relax at all. You know, in that situation, if she relaxed a little, she could be torn to pieces by the wolves at any time.
"Who are you?" Perhaps because he was frightened by Fengjiu's previous fierceness, he stuttered a little at this moment.
"Who do you care who I am?"
"Then, then who am I?" The man's words were met with surprise from Fengjiu.