Military Wolf

"Um... ah!"

The ambiguous light adds an unspeakable throbbing to the night.

In the room was a young man with slender limbs, his forehead hair was wet with sweat, his eyes were closed, and he was breathing heavily.

His legs spread out, resting on the shoulders of the man in front of him.The boy struggled to get close to the man, endured the man's hard and hot thing raging behind him, and tremblingly kissed the man's neck and chin...

The wet part of the boy's front end rubbed against the man's lower abdomen, making him unable to help making a sound. The man stepped back slightly, grabbed the boy's arm, and said.

"Don't touch it." The man's voice was warm and hot, "Would you like to try, just leaning on the back, can you get out of your body?"

The boy's eyes widened, as if he was about to cry...

Linghui felt the heat in her lower body, so she opened her eyes suddenly, sat up sweating, clutching a corner of the quilt tightly, her mind was blank.

He felt that the room was very quiet, and he could only hear his own breathing.

Then Linghui lifted her quilt, smelled the smell, her face darkened, her lips trembled, she endured it for a long time, and then sighed.

Every night, he would think about the past.

The man who was entangled with him, that hot thing, once wantonly twitched in his body, opened the closed entrance, penetrated into the deepest place of Linghui, and carefully looked at the depths of Linghui's heart, what is it? how is it like……

Then Linghui cried, as if she was bullied by a man a long time ago, and she shed tears unknowingly.Linghui cried sadly, loudly, and trembling.

The guard outside the door heard this and hurriedly knocked on the door to inquire.

"The Great Wizard." The voice was anxious, "What's the matter? What happened?"

"Lianzhen!" Linghui's voice was hoarse, as if she was scolding, but also as if calling, and finally all turned into "Lianzhen!"

When Linghui met Lianzhen for the first time, she encountered some small troubles.It is not surprising that a person like him who has been in contact with witchcraft all year round is entangled in Yin Qi and endures murderous aura all the year round.Linghui dealt with a difficult matter that day, and was controlled by the opponent's witchcraft, and was forced to change into his seven or eight-year-old appearance.

Luckily it wasn't some witchcraft that would do him too much harm.With a sullen face, Linghui walked towards her tribe.

Now Linghui looks very pitiful.

A seven or eight-year-old child with tattered clothes, years of backlash had made him skinny, and the corners of his eyes were tears that could not be stopped because of the smoke.

Linghui showed a gloomy expression, but that expression was washed away by tears from the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, Linghui heard a very elegant little song's voice above his head, and it was indeed above his head.

Linghui couldn't help but look up.

Then he saw a long and thin leg, which was hanging on the branch without paying much attention, shaking gently.

"Little guy, what's wrong with you?" The man sitting on the tree lowered his voice and asked him gently with a smile.

That voice often appeared in his dreams, which Linghui could never forget for the rest of his life.

But at that time Linghui never thought that this man could have such a big influence on her.

Maybe it's because she just practiced witchcraft, Linghui is very tired, and she doesn't want to act like she's superior anymore.

So Linghui answered truthfully.

"I am very tired."

The crisp voice carried the distress that only adults have.

This kind of contradictory statement made the boy on the tree laugh all of a sudden, and joked: "Are you tired? Then come up and talk to me, okay?"

With the help of the man, Linghui climbed up the tree tremblingly.Seeing his frightened expression, the man smiled and put Linghui on his lap.Although Linghui felt that such a posture was not good, but he looked like a child of a certain age, so Linghui just pretended not to care.

The man held a leaf in his hand, which was used to blow the little song just now.

Linghui always felt that he couldn't remember what the two of them did when they first met, but later on, he found that he remembered everything.

Including the man's elegant smile, which was deeply imprinted in his heart.

"What's your name?" Linghui asked.

"..." The man was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't have a name."

"Huh?" Linghui said, "Why?"

"Because I'm a wolf." The man touched Linghui's head. He didn't expect Linghui to understand, but he didn't want to lie to him either.

To his surprise, Linghui showed a clear expression, and said, "That's because you haven't met a girl you like, right? Dire wolves are like this. Only when they meet someone they really like, will they have their own. name."

"I already have someone I like." The man touched his nose in embarrassment and smiled wryly, "But she doesn't like me, so I don't have a name."

"..."

Linghui always felt that something was wrong, but if he didn't say anything, Linghui had no choice but to keep silent.

The next day, Linghui didn't know why, but came under the tree again.

"I have a name." The man took Linghui's hand, held him in his arms, and said, "My name is 'Lianzhen'. Don't forget, little guy."

"Why do you suddenly have a name?" Linghui struggled.

"How do I know..." The man is also very strange, "Last night, when I opened my eyes, I saw a star in the sky, very, very bright... I think it probably just said 'call me by name, call me name' bar."

"...How is it possible." Linghui felt a sudden discomfort in her heart when she saw the man's gentle expression.

"I'll take you to see my sweetheart." The man pulled Linghui like he was pulling his own treasure.

Linghui saw the woman the man liked.The appearance is ordinary, not even one ten-thousandth of a man.

"Why do you like her?" Linghui asked.

"Who knows." Lian Zhen said, "Probably because I have known her since I was a child... After a long time, I want to protect her. Protect her all the time."

Linghui didn't know where his anger came from, he snorted coldly, jumped out of the man's arms, and walked away sullenly.

Lian Zhen grabbed him and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

It's like meeting for the first time.

So Linghui couldn't lose her temper no matter what.

Linghui is the great wizard of the tribe, and his subordinates have killed more than hundreds of thousands of lives, but in front of Lianzhen, he could not show a trace of murderous intent.

That night, Lian Zhen took him to the market.

Red bean cake, egg yolk and peanut paste, lotus syrup, and finally, Lian Zhen took him home and brought him a glass of ice cream.

Linghui can't eat sweets very much, but these snacks make her index finger twitch.

"It was caused by the dew after the last rain in autumn three years ago." Lian Zhen smiled, "I have kept it for a long time, but I am not willing to give it to others. Today is a good day for you."

"Where's your good girl?" Linghui asked while holding up the teacup.

As if poking at Lian Zhen's sore spot, Lian Zhen smiled wryly: "I don't talk to her much now."

"why?"

"..." Lian Zhen was silent for a while, and said, "I turned into a wolf that day, and she happened to see me."

"She's afraid of you?"

"Ah."

Linghui sneered: "I don't know good and bad things."

"Haha." Lian Zhen smiled, "How old are you? Don't say such things."

"How old am I?" Linghui jumped up, "How old do you think I am?!"

This slap on the table was amazing. If there were any clansmen standing by, they would probably feel that Linghui wanted to kill someone.

However, Lian Zhen chuckled and said, "I guess... about nine years old?"

"..." Linghui sat down with a sullen face.

With Lian Zhen like this, he couldn't lose his temper at all.

He felt unworthy for Lian Zhen.

"Speaking of which, I don't know your name yet." Lian Zhen asked softly.

Linghui's expression was dark.

"My name is Linghui." Linghui raised her head, "I'm the great wizard of the evil clan."

Lian Zhen's smiling face suddenly became stiff, and she smiled again after a while: "That's amazing, Xiao Linghui, how old are you this year?"

"..." Linghui shouted angrily, with an astonishing momentum, but what she said was, "I'm 27 this year!"

"Can we talk about marriage?"

"No time to care."

"Is there a woman you like?"

"..." Linghui sighed, "No."

"Is that so..." Lian Zhen smiled, "Could it be because you are so...short?"

Ling Huiqi's ears were red, and it took a long time before she gritted her teeth and said, "Of course I don't look like this. This is the backlash of witchcraft, which made me look like a seven or eight-year-old child."

"Yeah." Lian Zhen smiled, hugged Ling Hui up, and said, "This is so cute, it makes people want to hug her when they see it."

"..."

"I always thought that the great wizard was a cruel person." Lian Zhen touched Linghui's head, "It turns out that he is such a gentle person, very good."

Does anyone dare to say that Linghui is gentle?

joke.

Linghui's eyes stared at the other party sinisterly, like a snake coveting his prey, the other party was scared to death, can you say he is gentle?

Only the person in front of him misread him.Also, read him right.

Linghui sighed calmly, tentatively hugged Lianzhen's back, her fingers trembling, a little scared.

Linghui felt that she fell in love with the man in front of her.

I like his gentleness.And warmth.

When that woman got married, Lian Zhen held a wine glass and drank quietly at the banquet.

Linghui used witchcraft to keep her youthful appearance, sitting next to Lian Zhen, watching Lian Zhen drink cup after cup.

"Strange..." Lian Zhen's lips were bright red, "I don't even feel sad. Is it because she never said she likes me, so I feel relieved to see her with someone else? This is not right... ..."

Linghui gritted her teeth and looked at Lian Zhen's drunk appearance, almost biting her gums to bleed with hatred.For a long time, Linghui took Lianzhen's hand and led him into the room.

Outside the door was a noisy wedding. Inside, Linghui unleashed her witchcraft and said to Lian Zhen, "Have you seen it? This is my real appearance. Do you still think I'm cute?"

Lian Zhen was so drunk that she could barely open her eyes, but she tried her best to look at Ling Hui and spoke softly.

"what……"

Lian Zhen's lips were extremely red, and right in front of Ling Hui, there was a strong smell of wine.

"You are, Linghui?"

"Yes." Linghui unbuttoned his clothes.

"Okay... big." Lian Zhen smiled, "It's not cute anymore, it's so cold, not as cute as when I was a child."

Linghui's hands trembled.

"But I like it very much." Lian Zhen said vaguely, "Is it you? Why did I have my own name when I saw you? Why..."

Linghui didn't hear his whisper, but kissed Lianzhen's lips.

Linghui didn't understand why Lian Zhen was still so strong after being drunk, and what made him even more puzzled was why such a majestic wizard like him was crushed by a wolf...

"No...don't..." Linghui panted, struggling, and wanted to kiss Lianzhen's lips.

Lian Zhen opened her eyes wide, as if she wanted to see who was in front of her, but Ling Hui covered his eyes and swallowed her own voice.

Then Linghui left.He is going to a distant country to help the prince there realize a wish, and the condition is a crystal stone that can answer all questions.

When Ling Hui came back, she found that Lian Zhen was dead.

Because the woman died.

Linghui saw Lian Zhen's body in the coffin, her expression was very cold and calm.

He saw Lian Zhen holding a tattered pearl flower in his hand.Linghui has seen this bead flower before, and that woman's.

Linghui laughed suddenly. Holding the stone, he asked with a ferocious face, "Why did he die? Why did he die?"

Strange words appeared on the stone.

It says 'He's not dead. '

'If the one he loved didn't die, he wouldn't die either. '

"Then who is he in love with?"

'you. '

Linghui looked at the stone and felt the urge to smash it.What kind of broken stone is this?A stone that speaks words that people love to hear?

Linghui picked up Lianzhen's body and walked back to her clan step by step with a serious expression.

He poured white wax on Lian Zhen's limbs, and used gold needles to fix Lian Zhen's soul.

Linghui slept beside him day and night, trying every means to save Lianzhen's life.

Such a heaven-defying behavior brought Linghui intense pain, and his left hand was left with only bones due to severe corrosion.

Until he couldn't stand Lian Zhen's silence anymore, when he couldn't bear not seeing Lian Zhen's smile.

Linghui nailed the bead flower into her heart and cast a powerful witchcraft, just to live in the same era as Lianzhen in the afterlife.

When Linghui reincarnated, he found that he still retained the memory of the past, and he could see Lianzhen's smile.However, when he was looking for Lianzhen, he discovered that it is impossible for a wolf to reincarnate...

Only then did Linghui think of that stone, and he asked, "How can I bring Lian Zhen back to life?"

On the stone it was written 'He is not dead.But he was killed by your golden needle pewter. '

Linghui laughed back angrily, and asked, "Then how can I make Lian Zhen stand in front of me again?"

Then he knew that the memory of Dire Wolf, all the good memories of Dire Wolf, can become a force against the sky.

He took pains to understand what the new Dire Wolf wanted most, and then brought an unsuspecting teenager into this world.

He tried everything he could—

"No one is him!" Linghui lay on the ground, crying heartbreakingly, and even saliva dripped down the corner of his mouth.

He no longer cared about his image or reputation.He just burst into tears, and then shouted over and over again.

"Not him! Not him! . . . "

In grief, Linghui walked out of the cave, staggering.He was so confused that he didn't know where he was going, he seemed to have gone to the wrong time and space, and he came to the life of his own reincarnation.

Suddenly, I heard an elegant little song.

look up.

There was a warm smile on the boy's delicate and clean face.

"What's wrong with you?" He opened his mouth and asked.

Linghui narrowed her eyes and burst into tears.

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"You, don't cry." Lian Zhen jumped down from the tree in a hurry, and stood three meters away from Linghui, holding the leaf in her hand, at a loss.

When Linghui was crying, she didn't make a sound at all, she just covered her face, shrugged her shoulders, and tears fell drop by drop along the gap between her fingers.

Linghui wiped her face violently, then stared at Lian Zhen, and suddenly ran up, trying to throw herself into Lian Zhen's arms.

Lian Zhen's expression darkened for a moment, she took a step back slowly, and quietly climbed up the tree again.

"Come down." Linghui's voice was hoarse, "or take me up."

"Stay away from me." Lian Zhen said, paused, and said, "You know what I am now."

"..." Linghui sighed and said, "I'm not afraid."

Lian Zhen was the wronged soul who was crucified to death with golden needles in Zhiyin June. After his death, Linghui was afraid that his body would rot, so she put him in the coffin at the entrance of Zhitian Mountain.The bones of ordinary people will be corroded by the soil of Zhitian Mountain, while the corpses of dire wolves will be preserved for a long time.

The present Lian Zhen is not a dire wolf, simply put, he is a ghost.

Linghui has dealt with these things all year round, and the first time she saw Lian Zhen, she knew what he was.

Lian Zhen shook her head and hid herself in the thick branches.

Ling Hui said again: "Didn't you come here to see me? Lian Zhen, with your body, how can you get out..."

Lian Zhen sighed: "It's good to see you. I can come out every day and sit here to bask in the sun. Just don't get close to me. Otherwise, I won't show up again."

Linghui's expression was fierce for a moment, or full of possessiveness. He stared at Lian Zhen, as if he wanted to pull him over and put him in his hands forever.

Then Linghui picked up the knife and cut her finger. Blood immediately burst out from the wound and dripped to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Lian Zhen was a little startled.

"Ghost sacrifice." Linghui looked up at Lianzhen and said, "For half an hour, there won't be any wronged souls here. Lianzhen, follow me."

Lian Zhen looked down at Linghui in a panic, clutching the branch tightly in her hands.Even if she was forced to jump down from the tree, she still walked forward without looking back at Linghui.

Linghui wanted to go to the front and hold his hand, but Lianzhen avoided it all at once.

"I'm in pain, Lian Zhen." Ling Hui said suddenly, and then stopped.

As soon as Lian Zhen turned her head, she saw Ling Hui sitting on the ground, pointing at her calf.

Lian Zhen took a look.

For some reason, Linghui's calf was scratched. Although the blood on it had dried, it was still scary to look at.

"How did you do it?" Lian Zhen wanted to take a closer look, but suddenly remembered something, and stopped abruptly.

"Come here." Linghui said, "How about carrying me on your back?"

"No." Lian Zhen said so, then flicked her sleeves, straightened her back, and left.

Linghui only had time to be sad for a moment, then stood up and followed behind Lianzhen.

"Where are you going?" Linghui asked.

"I don't know." Lian Zhen said, "Don't follow me."

"Can you hold my hand? My feet hurt from walking too long."

"No, don't come near me."

Linghui's voice was hoarse, as if she was crying, she said, "Lianzhen. I miss you very much."

Lian Zhen clenched her fists and said nothing.

Linghui followed Lianzhen for a long time, the surroundings became quieter and darker, but Linghui was not afraid.

Then he suddenly heard the sound of silk and bamboo.

Lianzhen walked up to Linghui, untied the hair tie on his body with her hands, tied it around her waist, and wrapped it around Linghui's hands.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to take you somewhere." Lian Zhen's voice was muffled.

Lian Zhen dragged Ling Hui closer to the source of the string and bamboo sound, during which time she avoided any physical contact with Ling Hui.

Linghui sighed, clutching her hairband tightly.

It turned out that Lian Zhen wanted to take herself to the ghost fair.Linghui did the math, and the ghost market happened to be at this time.

"There are dead people here..." Lian Zhen whispered, "I didn't want to bring you here. But I really don't know where to take you."

After Linghui failed to shake hands with him for the third time, Linghui almost roared and asked, "Can you let me touch you?"

"Look." Lian Zhen changed the topic shoddyly, "Lights."

"..." Linghui remained unmoved, and quietly approached Lianzhen, but as soon as she approached, Lianzhen walked forward, looking very nervous.

Comes a long way.Lian Zhen suddenly smelled the blood on Linghui's body.

Lian Zhen turned her head and looked up and down, only to find that Linghui's calf started to bleed again.

"What happened?" Lian Zhen knelt down and looked at Ling Hui's wound.

"It's been too long." Linghui said, "I'm very tired. I'm in pain, Lianzhen." Then Linghui asked again: "Lianzhen, can you carry me on your back?"

"..." Lian Zhen sighed and said, "You can't touch me."

"why."

"I do not want to."

"I am willing."

"..." Lian Zhen stood up, looked into Linghui's eyes, and for a while, as if she had made up her mind, said, "The soul is cold."

Linghui was stunned.

"I'm not warm." Lian Zhen said with some embarrassment, "You used to cling to me...is it because of the cold?"

Linghui looked at Lianzhen quietly, and after a while, she reached out her hand, regardless of Lianzhen's obstruction, and held his hand tightly.

"I don't like your body temperature." Linghui said coldly, "I like you."

"..."

Linghui: "I put your body under the ice, but if I don't hold your body at night, I can't close my eyes at all."

Linghui: "When my body dies, I will burn your body to ashes and pour it all on top of my body."

Linghui looked at Lianzhen, and suddenly asked, "Do you think I'm afraid of the cold?"

Ling Hui rested her head on Lian Zhen's chest, although she couldn't hear his heart beating, Ling Hui never felt so at ease.

"I'm very tired." Linghui's eyes were moist, "Lian Zhen."

Lianzhen was silent, and after a while, she put her hands on Linghui's back and hugged him sideways.

Linghui touched Lianzhen's back with her hand, and then slowly moved down.

"Don't touch my butt." Lian Zhen lowered her voice.

"It's okay." Linghui said, "I'll let you touch it later."

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