Chapter 737 My Wolf Friend (75)
Lin Lun closed his eyes tightly, only to feel a slight bump, and the sound of the wind suddenly disappeared. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the woods in front of him, which were rapidly retreating.
Jumped over?
Lang Jiuchao did not stop, but continued to run forward with Lin Lun and Jiang Tang on his back. Lin Lun felt relieved and quickly sat up, carefully holding Jiang Tang's arm.
"Tang Tang? How is it?"
The wind blew through the soft wolf fur, revealing Jiang Tang's face, which was covered with terrifying black thorns and his eyes were moist.
"Don't cry...don't cry..."
The big boy was at a loss. He stretched out his arms with difficulty and stood up in front of Jiang Tang. His usually calm eyes were filled with distress and helplessness.
He could tell that Jiang Tang was about to be tortured to death.
He could do nothing but watch helplessly, waiting for the giant wolf to stop and do something to relieve Jiang Tang's pain.
Lang Jiuchao kept running, kept running, and finally jumped into the middle of a dense and primitive forest. The ethereal birdsong was heard all around, which was extremely clear. There was a gurgling stream somewhere. In an instant, the time was pulled back to ancient times, and the colorful lights disappeared. Only the lush greenery remains. The noise of cars and drums subsided, and the sounds of nature filled my ears.
From time to time, a few deer would cross the bushes. Thick and lush towering trees could be seen everywhere. Giant wolves ran past the foot of the trees, like vehicles under high-rise buildings in the city.
Lin Lun opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked around.
What is this place?
Does this kind of place still exist in this world?
Jiang Tang opened his eyes and looked forward.
A towering tree surrounded by twenty people appeared in front of them. Humans walked under the tree, like tiny ants. The power of nature put humans to shame.
Lang Jiuchao stopped, and Lin Lun jumped off his back, stepping on the exposed roots of the ancient tree.
"What now?"
Lin Lun didn't have the energy to marvel at the miraculous craftsmanship of nature. He stared at Jiang Tang, his heart tightening.
The next second, when he saw the giant wolf in front of him transformed into a human, he was completely stunned by the power of nature. I...day...
The wolf could talk, he hadn't figured it out yet.
Now, the wolf has become a human, and in front of him, the forelimbs are hands, and the wolf head has transformed into...
"Lang Jiuchao?!"
Damn it, Tangtang, that rude boyfriend of hers! !
In an instant, Lin Lun understood. No wonder Lang Jiuchao didn't open his mouth and extend his hands from beginning to end. Now look at the two sharp fangs in the man's mouth and the black nails on his fingers, which looked sharp and powerful.
This... is a werewolf! !
The werewolf movie was very popular during this time. The werewolf male protagonist in the movie was handsome, wealthy and affectionate. Even a man like him knew about the movie.
"Jiang Tang...you are quite fashionable..."
Lang Jiuchao held Jiang Tang in his arms, not daring to touch him with his hands.
This sting belonged to the werewolf tribe. Of course he knew what it was. Just because he knew it, the man looked at Jiang Tang, the dark green in his eyes almost shattered, and the sadness and pain were beyond words.
The anxiety that had been lingering in his heart had become a reality.
Jiang Tang opened his eyes, his beautiful black eyes were wet with tears and he looked at Lang Jiuchao intently.
"I cry...you have to cry too..."
The man's eyes were red, and he walked towards the back of the towering tree. The sound of the stream became clearer. Under the thick roots, a spring as clear as broken glass gurgled.
Lang Jiuchao hugged Jiang Tang, knelt down halfway, stretched out his arms, and carefully put her into the stream.
(End of chapter)