"Ye Yifan, can you hear me?"

There are only two of them on the mountain, where can she go?

Climb up the hill and walked towards the direction of the wooden house, praying silently in my heart, hoping that I could see her by pushing the door open.

Ye Hancheng walked forward with his hands plucking the reeds, and suddenly stopped.

In the grass ahead, a pair of green eyes are as bright as night pearls in the dark.

Ye Hancheng subconsciously held his breath, fearing that he would disturb it, so he moved back lightly and step by step.

He had no torches, and the wolf was not afraid of him at all, and regarded him as his prey.

"Bang"

A soft sound was broken by the branches under your feet.

"Ao"

The wild wolf jumped high and rushed towards him.

Ye Hancheng's movements were as fast as a ghost, and he avoided sideways, retreated step by step without any fear, staring at the wolf's movements.

The wild wolf pounced on him again, and his claws cut through his clothes.

He ran to the big tree on the left and wanted to climb onto the tree. The wolf rushed from behind.

The man bent down at a very fast speed, and the wild wolf jumped over his body and punched it with all his strength.

The wild wolf was knocked to the ground and was about to get up again, revealing its sharp teeth, obviously being irritated.

The angry wolf kept attacking him.

Ye Hancheng's clothes were torn into pieces, and his chest was also scratched by its sharp claws.

He bent down and picked up a stone, held it tightly in his hand, and just in the gap he bent down, the wild wolf threw him down and bit him towards his neck...

Ye Hancheng used his hands to pinch its neck with all his strength to prevent it from getting close to him.

The wolf's power was surprisingly great, and he kept pressing down, and he wanted to bite off his throat with cruelty.

Ye Hancheng fell to the ground, his delicate facial features were extremely distorted, and his head was wet with sweat on his forehead. His two thick eyebrows were frowned tightly, and his red lips gradually became black and purple, and his pulse twitched neck showed his master's pain.

When he was about to exhaustion, the man raised his leg and kicked it hard, and took advantage of the moment he fell to the ground and turned over and rode on the wolf.

He picked up the stone and smashed it hard at its eyes and head until it was bleeding and stopped wailing...

About half an incense stick.

Ye Hancheng was exhausted and exhausted, and fell to the ground and gasped.

The huge wild wolf was lying beside him and dying. At the end of his life, the wolf's head was smashed into a big hole, and blood continued to spew out, and a large area of ​​blood flowed from the ground.

It's almost dawn.

Ye Hancheng got up with difficulty, stumbled back to the wooden house, opened the door one by one, but did not see the person he wanted to meet.

At that moment, the man seemed to have taken away all his strength and his face turned pale.

Unwilling to find all the vegetable gardens and flower fields.

"Isn't anyone? Why didn't she come back? She won't come back!"

His handsome face instantly turned pale and his eyes were empty, as if his heart had been dug out, and he was washed by sweat and put on makeup.

There was no expression on his face, only clear and transparent liquid, which slipped down from his eye sockets without knowing it.

The man is like a crazy beast, clearly exhausted, and as if his body is filled with endless strength, walking unremittingly.

He fell down and got up again, covered in wounds, his clothes were messy, and he was wandering through the mountains and forests in a mess, persistently shouting someone's name.

Stubborn like a child.

...

Ye Yifan opened his eyes and kept regressing, and he was a little confused about the situation.

How could she be lying on the horse's back, frowning tightly, and touching her neck with her little hands.

"It hurts so much!"
Chapter completed!