Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

A cold light flashed in Li Bushang's eyes, and he held the knife in his hand and suddenly walked in the direction of the wolf.

"grown ups!"

Seeing him like this, the rest of Jin Yiwei was shocked.

Tian Ye immediately said: "If the adult wants to kill the wolf, the villain is waiting to follow the adult!"

"No,"

Li didn't hurt his head nor looked back. He only held the knife in his hand and walked up step by step. Even in the deep darkness, he could see the crimson blood dripping down the sharp blade.

He said: "Care for yourself."

In fact, these people can only take care of themselves now.

As if seeing Li Bushang walking towards him, and feeling the cold anger on his body, the wolf suddenly raised his neck and let out a long howl at the dark sky.

Suddenly, more and more wild wolves appeared around, snarling steel teeth, and swooping down toward these Jinyiwei.

The man and the wolf are in a melee.

And Li Bushang no longer cared about the slashing and the **** smell behind him. There was only the strong wolf in his eyes, walking up step by step.

A dozen wild wolves around the wolf felt he was coming, and they all rushed towards him.

The wolf running at the forefront swooped, leaped up a few feet away from him, opened his blood basin and slaughtered him.

But Li did not hurt even to hide, lifted the knife in his hand and waved--

The blood sprayed his face suddenly.

The wolf, cut open by his abruptly from the big open mouth, split in half in the air, blood and the hot intestines rushed to the ground.

This **** scene not only stunned Jin Yiwei who was fighting below, but also stunned the wild wolves who had originally rushed towards him.

Beasts, although they do not understand human nature, they are naturally sensitive.

Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is an instinct that they have from birth even if they have no wisdom.

Only seeing this scene, these wild wolves all understood that this person is different from the lone travelers on the grassland, the warriors of the caravan they have besieged in the past, and even the following people struggling to fight.

There is a bloodthirsty brutality on his body.

Although, even though the blood had already drenched his whole face, his eyes were still cold.

Just under the blood-red gloom, a little green light was reflected.

Just like the eyes of these wolves around.

But they are not all the same.

Because not every wolf has such a look.

The moment these wild wolves touched his gaze, they all stopped. Some of them even ran to his side, but did not dare to attack. They only crawled on their front paws and made a whining sound in their mouths, staring he.

Not a wolf dared to pounce on it.

There was only a wolf, condescending, and the green eyes intersected with this person's eyes, as if a silent spark was ignited.

At this time, the head wolf no longer maintained the previous look of being high up, raising its neck to summon the wolves. Its strong hind limbs were bent, and it had already made a slaughter gesture.

But dare not come forward easily.

As for Li Bu hurt, he had already reached a distance of no more than a few feet from it.

He did not swing the knife.

The long knife in his hand was still hanging down, and the blood on it slipped down, staining the ground under his feet red.

He was motionless, just staring into the wolf's eyes.

One person, one wolf, silently confronted each other in the dark night.

Although it was silent, the blood and murderous air emanating from the eyes of the two wolves had already occupied the entire night.