Chapter 92 Stay in my room

Gu Wen successfully intercepted the werewolf who took Shang Xi away.

 Qin Ming kept running towards Nanfeng Garden.

 The two wolf soldiers split up in two ways, both wanting to find the person they care about.

When he heard Cangling's howling support message from Nanfeng Garden, Qin Ming didn't know what was going on with him. At that moment, he thought of the female werewolf in Nanfeng Garden.

She is so timid and loves to cry, just like when she was rescued, she was so broken and desperate.

 I don't want her to go through it again.

 With this thought in mind, he rushed back to Nanfeng Garden with a solemn mood.

Gu Wen's partner Shang Xi must have a lot of people who go out of their way to protect her, but the blue female werewolf has no special status in Nanfeng Garden. She is not as noble as Shang Xi. She just lives there. It's chaotic. Among them, will anyone take care of her and protect her?

 Is she... still alive?

The pure gray werewolf ran desperately down the mountain, panting violently with his big mouth open. When he thought about whether the female was still alive, he seemed a little afraid to accept it.

 His feet slipped, he couldn't dodge, and he hit a big tree.

 "Roar..."

He shook his dizzy head violently, stuck out his big tongue, and continued running. The wolves behind him tried their best but still fell far behind.

 He was actually... afraid that the female werewolf would die.

 Will that delicate female who always stares at him with dependent eyes die?

 His heart ached violently.

 In Nanfeng Garden.

Cang Ling jumped to the roof with the cub on his back. The cub shed tears at first, but now he remained silent and clutched his hair tightly. His big black and white eyes were empty and indifferent. He was no longer like he used to be in front of his mother. Flashing light.

 "Cub?" Cang Ling called him with a voice.

 "Daddy will save mommy, right?"

 "Ouch, roar..."

 I'm sure it will.

Shang Bao's little face was tense, and his childish milking sounds showed no emotion: "Why?"

 Cang Ling roared.

 "Because your father is very strong. You haven't seen his pure wolf body yet."

Shang Bao blinked lightly, a hint of darkness flashed in his wet eyes, "Uncle Scar, if I were also strong, my mother would...not be taken away."

 He also really wants to become strong.

The big pure brown wolf shook the cub on its back, and growled: "You are still a cub that only drinks milk. Why do you blame yourself? Your cold spring is hidden in my neck, so you can drink it yourself." "

"Oh, thank you." Shang Bao climbed up on the furry back, then stretched out his little hand to touch the fur, took out a small bottle, opened it and drank it himself.

 Downstairs was filled with the sound of werewolves biting and fighting.

He looked up at the cold moonlight, and in his wet eyes, scenes from the past seemed to emerge. He was lying on a soft and comfortable big bed, and his father would feed him with a cold spring and stay to chat with him.

 Mom was standing where he could see her.

 Looking now, dad hasn't been back for a few days.

 My mother was also taken away.

 He had to drink from the cold spring himself.

 It's all...all caused by those bad people!

He moved his gaze downwards, staring at the ugly fallen werewolves, "Uncle Scar, go bite them."

He knew that in order to protect him, Uncle Scar could only lie on the roof and not go down to fight.

 "I'll hold on to you, let's go."

Cang Ling was really worried about putting the cub on the roof of the building. He would be able to carry it wherever he went. The owner of the house only had such a cub, so he had to keep it no matter what.

 Hearing the cub's words at this moment surprised him.

The cubs are the weakest and helpest period in a werewolf's life, and must be guarded by adult werewolves until they grow up. The cubs are timid and will tremble when in danger, with their tails between their legs, and howl and cry in a low voice.

 After all, small things can be swallowed in one bite.

 But the cub let him go down and fight.

 "Aren't you afraid?"

Shang Bao frowned, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "Don't be afraid, I will become as powerful as dad."

 Cang Ling agreed: "Then hold on tight and study hard!"

After saying that, he jumped directly from the roof to the shorter roof next to it, then jumped to the ground and joined the battle.

Shang Bao clutched the hair in his hands tightly. He clearly saw the foul-smelling saliva dripping down when the fallen werewolf opened his mouth.

Then, he bit Uncle Yellow Tail's back, blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and the fallen werewolf's eyes flashed with satisfaction and madness.

 Shang Bao's eyes widened, and anger suddenly arose in his heart.

 At this time, Cang Ling hurriedly growled: "Watch, cub!"

Before his roar ended, Shang Bao felt Uncle Scar jump forward and rush forward like lightning. He tilted his head and opened his big mouth to bite the fallen werewolf's neck. He turned his wolf head hard, Red blood sprayed on the cub's white face.

 The fallen werewolf fell directly to the ground, and the yellow and black werewolf was saved.

 "Uncle, cub..." Yellow Tail whined.

The next second, Nanfengyuan let out a ferocious and majestic howl. Huang Wei's eyes widened. That was... that was the manager of Jinzhou City!

 Real support is coming!

 The fallen werewolves also panicked.

A pure gray giant wolf appeared on the top of the wall, jumped down, roared menacingly and rushed over, biting each other.

After a while, one after another werewolves came over the wall to join in support.

After the pure gray wolf killed two fallen werewolves, it began to smell everywhere, looking for something.

He rushed into the main house and broke into a room smelling the smell. It was full of the smell of blue tail, but it was empty.

 He stood still for a moment.

Then, like crazy, he searched every corner of Nanfeng Garden and looked carefully among the corpses of the fallen werewolves.

In the distance, a slightly thin wolf floated in the lake of Nanfeng Garden, motionless, as if completely dead.

The pure gray wolf roared with a sharp and desperate howl, rushed over with all its strength, and jumped into the lake with a splash.

Sometimes he let out angry howls, sometimes he let out painful howls, gasped for air and swam to the werewolf, grabbed it and swam to the shore.

Wet reached the shore and took a closer look. He saw an ugly fallen werewolf that had been dead for a long time.

 I admitted my mistake, okay... I admitted my mistake.

It was a false alarm, and the body of the pure gray wolf was shaken. The ups and downs of life are nothing more than this.

He tried to relax himself, let go of all sense of hearing, endured the sharp sting caused by the noisy sound, and captured Blue Tail's voice.

 The next second, he made a move, turned around and climbed over the wall.

 At the same time, all the fallen werewolves in Nanfeng Garden were killed.

Gu Wendaheng jumped over the high wall with Shang Xi in his arms and returned to Nanfeng Garden. He looked at the corpse of the fallen werewolf from a distance and saw that the bitten flesh was pink and white.

 He frowned, blocked Shang Xi's sight, climbed through the window and returned to his room.

 There was no damage to his room.

 "You're here first."

 "Don't go down."

 To be honest, this is the first time Shang Xi has entered Gu Wen's room.