Free Web NovelChapter 1655: Chapter 998: The Girl on the Wolf’s Back
"Huff! Huff!"
A stinking, scorching breath came from above his head.
Meng Zifei stiffly raised his head to look.
It was a Wolf King, twice the size of an ordinary wild wolf, with a tuft of fiery red fur flying on its forehead like flames.
Within its enormous wolf eyes, aside from the cruel beast nature, there shimmered a glow of wisdom that other wolf packs lacked.
It clearly saw through Meng Zifei’s killing techniques, all originated from those hands.
Two cold, heavy claws successively landed between his arms with such force, they nearly crushed his bones.
It let out a low roar, and immediately, two wild wolves rushed out from behind, as if they were under some kind of command, snarling and roaring as they bit into his arm, tearing desperately!
Meng Zifei was in such pain his vision nearly blacked out and he almost fainted, his arms cracked with a sound.
The two beasts bit off his arms alive, dragging them to the side to share among themselves.
Arms were mutilated, right leg missing, the curse upon him.
He had no means to respond.
Even if he was adept at making fish nets and mantis traps, hiding schemes within mysteries, today faced with such a desperate situation, he had no strategy left.
Meng Zifei lay on the ground like a broken puppet, his eyes hollow.
The Wolf King, its spiritual wisdom just beginning to form, yet struggling even to transform, looked down at him with a cruel and powerful stance.
The taste of being slaughtered is definitely unpleasant.
At this moment, Meng Zifei numbly thought.
The life he traded with his most beloved woman’s sacrifice, was it really going to end here so absurdly.
His two hundred years of short immortal journey seemed somewhat too ironic.
"Awooooo!!!!!!"
The Wolf King opened its gigantic mouth, carrying the intention of a deathly sentence, biting onto Meng Zifei’s head.
For Meng Zifei, what followed... was the boundless darkness approaching, his vision like nightfall, not a single ray of light remaining.
The Wolf King’s sharp, cold tusks embedded into his neck, needing just an inch of force.
It could effortlessly tear his head off, chew it up alive, swallow it down into its belly.
In this moment, Meng Zifei oddly didn’t feel fear, his chest was numb, his entire body, from mutilated limbs to heart, was numb.
Just like this...
Go see Shang Ying...
To see her in this broken appearance.
She always had a soft heart, seeing him like this, even if she was furious or blamed him, she likely wouldn’t bear to hate him further.
Karma! Hahahahaha! Truly karma!
Meng Zifei closed his eyes, waiting for death’s arrival.
Yet the Wolf King biting his head seemed to mock him intentionally, still hadn’t exerted force.
Just holding his head, trembling slightly, as if deliberately playing with the food in its mouth.
Truly worthy of being the leader of the wolf pack, even the way it fed surpassed the natural instincts of ordinary wolves.
The temporary predicament didn’t give Meng Zifei hope to continue living.
He only felt a kind of disgrace. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
Beneath Meng Zifei’s gentle exterior, only he knew of the proud and aloof heart he had.
At this moment, he was humiliated by a wolf.
Meng Zifei trembled with anger, his ears filled with the sound of blood rushing, unable to contain his furious roar.
His chest pressed firmly against the sharp stones beneath the snow, like a dying beast, bellowing:
"Eat me! You miserable creature! Bite me to pieces! Tear me apart! Chew me up and swallow! What are you hesitating for!"
"Come on! Aren’t you hungry?! Who am I?! I am Meng Zifei! Eat my head, you can awaken your spiritual wisdom! Eat me! You doggone thing!"
Meng Zifei had never cursed so freely like now, without gentlemanly demeanour, like a madman, enrage the other party.
Yet even so, the Wolf King still didn’t do as he wished, biting off his head.
From within the giant wolf mouth came a muffled hoarse growl, as if its windpipe for breathing and sound was blocked by something.
Meng Zifei’s cursing continued, but the wolf mouth biting his head trembled more fiercely.
Gradually, a pungent smell of blood filled the throat of this wolf mouth, moist and hot liquid drenched Meng Zifei’s entire face, his mouth and nose filled with the stench of wolf blood.
In the same moment, Meng Zifei’s cursing was also drowned, choking on the wolf blood, his mind suddenly realized something was wrong.
Through the wolf mouth, he suddenly heard a ’crack’, a sound like bones splitting.
The tusks tightly gripping his neck abruptly loosened, wolf blood drenched his face, fell all over the ground.
The desolate moonlight fell upon his brow, illuminating Meng Zifei’s eyes, dark as eternal night.
His chin pressed against the icy snowy ground, his dazed eyes raised in that instant, and he saw a scene that would haunt him for the rest of his life.
The enormous angry howling Wolf King, and on its back, a plain girl, blood splattered, staining her light-colored dress.
In the distance, cold moon and mortal world converge, nearby the wolves surround and watch, the Wolf King’s proud silhouette stood amid the white snow.
The blood-soaked girl seemed to meld with this wind, snow, and moonlight.
She knelt on the Wolf King’s back, a thin and sharp Xuan Silk threading through the Wolf King’s neck, firmly strangled in her frozen hand.
The sharp Xuan Silk not only deeply cut through the Wolf King’s neck but also sliced her hand deeply, blood dripping like pearls.
If not for her wisely wrapping an Earth Protection Talisman around her palm beforehand, during the Wolf King’s struggle, the neck would not have been cut by this silk string.
