The knife was pulled out. Blood also poured out of the wound. Cai Wei's face was stained with blood, her hands were white, she lowered her body and looked at the window in panic.

Bang!

The wooden door seemed to have been struck by a huge force, and it trembled heavily. Devil Cry stabbed the long knife in his hand again, and a wild wolf was once again impaled through the door.

The smell of blood, permeating the cabin. On the face of the devil's cry, a wooden thorn pierced into the cheek, and the blood seeped through, cutting across the cheek and reaching the corner of the mouth. He licked his lips, his mouth full of blood, his cheeks squirmed, and he grinded Bai Sensen's teeth hard.

With a "bang", the floor was smashed by a huge wolf's head, and it opened its bloody mouth and bit into it frantically.

Cai Wei screamed, jumped over, raised the broad-bladed short knife in both hands, and slashed hard.

Blood splattered, and she pulled out the knife stuck in the wolf's head with all her might, her eyes flashing, and the blood with the temperature on her face slid across her smooth face, reaching her pointed chin, dripping down one by one.

The madness in the wolf's eyes was gone, replaced by a dead silence, and the huge wolf's head slid down the hole and under the floor, disappearing.

Ghost Cry looked at the hole in the floor and exclaimed, "Get out of the way!"

Cai Wei hurriedly retreated, and the crazy woman curled up in a ball, trying to stuff herself into the corner.

Ghost Cry grabbed the bed and flipped it over, covering the hole in the floor.

Another wolf tried to pounce through the window, and as soon as it reached the window, it saw a pair of frightened fawn-like eyes.

The huge wolf's head, with its mouth wide open, poked in through the window. Then, he was slashed into the head with a broad-bladed short knife.

Cai Wei's whole body was already red, she sobbed and pulled out her knife, and the poor wolf fell to the ground outside the window.

The whining sound of the wind came into his ears again, and the ghost cried and dragged Cai Wei, and a wolf tooth arrow passed by Cai Wei.

Bang!

The door was slammed open, and a fierce hungry wolf pounced on it, stomping on the big mouth lying on the ground pretending to be a trouser belt.

The big mouth writhed violently and lifted up, wrapping around one of the hungry wolf's front legs. The hungry wolf had just made a pounce gesture before falling to the ground, sliced in the skull by a broad-bladed short knife.

A group of wild wolves pounced on the door, and a pair of bloody mouths poked in from the door. Ghost Cry lifted the table and slammed it into the doorway.

Rumble!

The doorway shattered, and in a field of broken wood, a pack of wild wolves flew in the air, covered in blood, and fell into a verdant meadow.

A wild wolf pounced on the flying log, carrying a long knife and splitting it in two.

Large expanses of blood splattered out, and the volley exploded into a hazy mist of blood.

The ghost cried and fell half-kneeling, his chest rising and falling rapidly, panting heavily, sniffing the blood mist greedily, the blood in his eyes flickering, and his face was full of struggle.

He suddenly let out a thunderous roar, and the group of wild wolves surrounding the wooden house were suddenly frightened into dung and urine, and they grabbed their tails and wailed in panic.

In the house, Cai Wei and the three of them were like being struck by lightning, their faces were pale, their bodies were tense, and they couldn't move.

Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock, knock knock......

The sound of a strong and powerful heartbeat came from the white wolf general's body, and he looked at the small wooden house with his eyes, looking at the group of wild wolves who were scared to the core, he couldn't help licking his lips, and an excited smile appeared on his handsome face, and then, he withdrew his bow and slowly pulled out his knife.

In the house, the fire in the stove is still burning.

Cai Wei and the three of them, their cheeks slowly regained their blood color.

Ghost Cry took a deep breath of the cool air in the night, and his scarlet eyes became more intense. He didn't dare to look back, but turned his attention to the wild wolves.

The wolves wandered five feet away, and when Ghost Cry's eyes swept over, they all turned their heads to avoid making direct contact with Ghost Cry.

Ghost Cry kicked away the wolf corpse, walked down the wooden ladder step by step, crossed the wolves, and looked at the white wolf general in the distance. Then, step by step, he walked towards General White Wolf.

The wild wolves in front of them did not dare to stop them, and they all got out of the way.

There were also cunning wolves, sneaking around behind Ghost Cry and creeping towards the wooden house.

Cai Wei clenched the short knife in both hands, looking at those wild wolves, her panicked eyes flashed with determination.

See, these wild wolves are about to touch in. The crazy woman who had been cowering in the corner suddenly appeared at the door. Seeing the crazy woman at the door, the wolves retreated step by step.

The white wolf general clamped his feet, and the white wolf under his crotch slowly took a step.

Ghost Cry looked at the white wolf general who was slowly coming, put on a posture, and waited for him to come.

The speed of the white wolf increased little by little, and by the time it reached the front of Ghost Cry, it had already changed from the original leisurely walk to a fast run.

The white figure flashed, and a swaying knife light was dragged away.

Bite!

At a few o'clock, the sparks exploded in mid-air, and the ghost cried on his shoulder, and his robe tore open, and blood splattered out.

The white wolf ran, silently, but at great speed.

The white wolf general sat on the white wolf's back, shook off the blood stains on the blade of the sword, and watched the ghost cry, looking for a flaw.

Ghost Cry's breath was a little shorter, and his eyes were even more scarlet.

The white wolf general rode on the white wolf, and with the speed of the white wolf, he wandered around, erratic. Just as he flickered by, he suddenly attacked, and the huge white wolf pounced.

The ghost who was originally standing in place cried, and his facial features suddenly blurred, turning into a black shadow, and he was pounced into pieces by the huge white wolf.

And the ghost cry itself, appears one step away.

Ghost Walk!!

The white wolf general on the back of the wolf, holding his war knife high, let out a whining roar.

A short white light, like the autumn water of the reflected moonlight. A loud white light, but it was like a quarter moon hanging on the horizon.

Two blood splatters, parallel to each other, bloomed on the sword light almost simultaneously.

The two figures, staggered, stopped with their backs to each other.

The blood that fell in the air spilled but gathered together on the ground.

A few scattered pieces of armor fell to the ground, the ghost cried and let out a muffled snort, the tall body shook, and a miserable scream of the unjust soul came from his ears. On his chest, the Iron Armor of the Soul was split, and the twisted pieces of armor trembled and hung on it, and a large opening was opened in the middle, revealing the flesh and blood wounds inside.

The white wolf's fur trembled, and a straight line of blood appeared on it. From the lower right side of its abdomen, it dragged all the way to the back of the thigh. The wound is not deep, but it is long. The demonic aura attached to it is especially difficult.

The white wolf tried to move his pace, but he had to lift his right hind leg, making it difficult to run again.

Ghost Cry took a few deep breaths, the wound squirmed, and then pressed tightly together, the bleeding stopped.

And the white wolf, although the wound was small, but the blood did not stop, and the blood that remained had formed a puddle on the ground at this moment.

The ghost cried slowly turned around, the nail pieces rubbing and rustling.

The white wolf general got off the wolf's back, patted the white wolf's neck, and then brushed the white wolf's wound with his palm, and suddenly, the amount of blood that was constantly gushing was much less. Then, he looked at the ghost crying with a knife.

Scarlet and miserable green, eyes facing each other, Ghost Cry showed a bloodthirsty smile, and General White Wolf showed an excited smile.