Wangqiu

Cang Yue slept for too long, Tang Qinglin was a little impatient, it was already dark outside the cave, only the moonlight was left, and the howling of wolves in all directions gradually faded away as the night deepened, Tang Qinglin was cold and afraid, after a few thoughts, he decided to Go out and have a look.

He still remembered the wound on Cang Yue's shoulder. Tang Qinglin felt sorry and at a loss.Although Cang Yue said that he simply liked to fight, in the eyes of someone like Tang Qinglin who was too lacking in love, Cang Yue was injured because of him, which was a kindness that could never be repaid in his life.

Tang Qinglin just thought about it in the cave, and suddenly felt that life is meaningless. If God wants him to die here, then there is no need to take another life.

He patted the ashes on his body and walked out towards the moonlight. Weeds half a person's height blocked the entrance of the cave. Tang Qinglin pushed aside with both hands, walked to the mountain road not far away, and then walked straight down again.The leaves of the trees on both sides were blown off by the wind, leaving only bare branches, claws and claws in the dark night.Tang Qinglin's heart thumped, his palms were sweaty and his fingertips were cold.

Suddenly, a fire that reflected the sky lit up ahead, turning the black sky orange. The howling of wolves and the strange human voice intertwined and became louder and louder.

Hearing the human voice, Tang Qinglin's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he had encountered the same kind, he hurried towards the source of the sound.

It was a gazebo-like place with only beams and columns and no wooden roof, and it was placed in the middle of the open space indecently.A group of monsters resembling humans but with wolf ears and tails surrounded the gazebo, holding torches and halberds in their hands, and there was something in the center of the gazebo. The monsters stabbed at each other with their halberds, bursts of cheers came, as if they were celebrating some kind of ritual.

Tang Qinglin took two steps closer, and when he saw clearly what was in the center of the gazebo, he couldn't help but gasped.

It was the corpse of the old brewing king, with hideous features, his head and limbs had been separated, his heart had been hollowed out, and blood dripped all over the ground.

That was originally a fresh life.

Tang Qinglin even had difficulty breathing, his legs and feet were weak, and he couldn't stand firmly. At this time, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"If you faint again this time, I won't save you. I'll just leave you here. When they find out, they will kill you and share your meat with—"

Before Cang Yue finished speaking, Tang Qinglin turned around and hugged him. Tang Qinglin hugged Cang Yue's waist tightly, buried his face on his uninjured shoulder, and sobbed while suppressing his voice.

Cang Yue was stunned for half a cup of tea before he came back to his senses and wanted to push Tang Qinglin away, but Tang Qinglin hugged him so tightly that Cang Yue couldn't tear him off even with all his strength.

This feeling is too strange, Cang Yue has never been hugged by a werewolf, let alone a human.Except on the night of the full moon a few years ago, a little she-wolf pounced on her, but Cang Yue kicked her away. After that, no werewolf was willing to approach Cang Yue. Numb, nothing is right.

"If you don't let go, I'll call them over!"

Tang Qinglin seemed to be deaf, unable to hear, only crying.

In the end, Cang Yue had no choice but to stand there in a daze, waiting for Tang Qinglin to finish crying.

When he returned to the cave, Tang Qinglin cried out his tears and fell listlessly on the bed of leaves. Cang Yue stood beside him with a gloomy face. He kicked his feet and said angrily, "Go aside, this is me. Where to sleep."

"It hurts, it's uncomfortable." Tang Qinglin turned over and frowned.

Cang Yue pushed Tang Qinglin away dissatisfied and lay down on it, "How is it possible? This is a bed I made with my own hands, and I picked the softest and tenderest leaves."

He was about to kick Tang Qinglin off when Tang Qinglin rolled onto his chest.

"...Don't push yourself too far!"

"That's called pushing an inch."

Cang Yue was so angry that he was half dead. He had beaten Wangshan invincibly, but he didn't know how to deal with a human being who was powerless.

The human rubbed against his shoulder, and said softly, "You smell, you need to take a bath with soap locust."

"I don't take a shower."

After a while, Tang Qinglin said again: "I want to know your name."

Cang Yue told him, Tang Qinglin read it in his mouth, and suddenly said: "Give me your hand, and I will write these two words for you."

"No, I don't do such boring things."

Cang Yue expressed his attitude seriously, and was about to see Tang Qinglin's reaction, only to find that Tang Qinglin had fallen asleep, breathing long, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

Cang Yue thought: Human beings are really troublesome.