Chapter 218: The Pride of Wind Shadow Wolf Ao Shuang 4

But even if he was dying, Ao Shuang didn't want to break his promise...

He said he would protect this person. Ω Liewen『网

Keep your word, this is the pride of the Wind Shadow Wolves!

This person who would smile at him, touch his head affectionately, prepare food for him, and speak to him gently...

"Awoo..."

A mournful cry sounded, as if saying goodbye to Aunt Chang.

The man who caught up laughed triumphantly and kicked Ao Shuang's head hard. His body, corroded by poison, softened and fell to the side with a "boom".

Even at the end, he tried his best not to hurt Aunt Chang.

"Hahaha! You hide! You waste!"

"Today, I will chop off your claws one by one to vent my hatred!"

...

The villain gnashed his teeth and said, while crushing Ao Shuang's head with his feet. The soft white hair that 6 Jiuque loved the most was also soaked in black mud marks.

"Aowu..."

Ao Shuang cried out, the light in the azure eyes was fading away little by little, like a star falling from the sky...

"Ao Shuang!"

Aunt Chang screamed hysterically, trying to crawl to Ao Shuang's side. The excitement made the white hair on her head increase at a visible speed, and the whole person became older...

"Ao Shuang..."

"Hahaha!" Several killers arrived one after another, looking at the old man and the beast with disdain and disgust. Someone drew out a long knife with a "clang" sound and said cruelly: "I wonder what it's like to skin the beast alive? I haven't tried it yet."

"Hahaha, then skin it. Tsk tsk, the fur is so beautiful, it can be sold at a good price if you keep it! You have to be careful when peeling it."

"Of course."

The man raised the long knife high and chopped it down with a bamboo-breaking force. Aunt Chang's pupils shrank and finally shouted out with a broken voice.

"Save it... I know you are there! Save it!"

The moment the words fell, a tall figure appeared like a ghost.

The man raised his slender arm gently and grasped the silver-white blade that was chopped down with his bare hands.

"Bang--" With a light sound, the long knife instantly turned into powder in his palm.

And the man holding the knife had an even more horrible end. His flesh and blood seemed to be soaked in sulfuric acid. It turned into a pool of smelly black water and flowed down. In a blink of an eye, only the skeleton was left.

This scene scared the remaining few people so much that their faces turned pale. They couldn't help but yelled: "You... Who are you... Who are you..."

The man ignored these rubbish, his ink-like long hair flying in the air, his perfect profile was shrouded in the night, like a demon or a charm.

His long feather eyelashes drooped lightly, and his black jade-like eyes looked at Aunt Chang coldly and ruthlessly, but the emotions contained in his eyes were like a surging undercurrent.

"You finally summoned me, Chang Le... You still have..."

"I know, this is the last chance..."

Aunt Chang smiled hoarsely, climbed up with difficulty, and moved to Ao Shuang's front. It was already dying, blood slowly overflowed from its mouth, soaking its fur, and only its gray eyes stared at the direction of the dark night...

Someone was approaching, it knew, it was her...

Finally here!

Ao Shuang, who was relieved, stretched out his tongue and gently licked Aunt Chang's withered palm in a soothing manner, hummed softly, and slowly closed his eyes.