The world is changing and people's hearts are not enough.
No matter how powerful a hero is, he may end up living in the world. This is called a tiger falling in peace.
It's not scary for a tiger to die in Pingyang. The most terrifying thing is that after the tiger was bullied by the dog, even the tiger's original spirit was gone.
It is not terrible that a person is in trouble, but what is terrible is his fall.
However, not everyone falls, and many prefer to survive.
They are like weeds, growing despite all kinds of wind and rain. Even if it is deformed, it is still inflexible.
It was late at night, and the valley was dark and eerie.
Suddenly there was a loud sound of wolves in the valley, like a pack of wolves dancing wildly.
Wolves are animals that live in groups. There is an alpha wolf who leads the pack in hunting.
Recently, the wolves in the valley suddenly became restless, and even attacked several nearby villages and towns from a distance of dozens of kilometers.
Not only are these beasts very ferocious, they will bite any living thing they see and devour the flesh they see, but they also advance and retreat in a very orderly manner, as if they are carrying out purposeful and premeditated destruction.
This abnormal behavior is not like ordinary wild wolves at all, but more like someone is making suggestions for them.
This incident has alarmed the officials, who have sealed off the entire valley and do not allow anyone to enter the valley.
The night wind howled, and there was a hint of murderous intent in the wind.
Murderous intent does not always come from people.
As long as there is a desire to kill, beasts can also burst out murderous intent, which may even be stronger than human murderous intent.
In the night wind, someone was staggering and running wildly in the valley.
He is running for his life!
There was a loud roar of wolves not far away, and a group of wild animals had already set their sights on him.
Perhaps, accumulating life is accumulating life. They see people just like people see food.
The man's legs and feet were somewhat handicapped, he walked with a limp, and his escape speed was not fast at all.
Logically speaking, given the ferocity of the wolves, they would be able to catch up with him very quickly.
But the wolves are not in a hurry to catch up. They are like a cat chasing a mouse, chasing you without letting go, leaving you with no way to escape and despair.
The man was a young man in his twenties, with wounds all over his body and a broken nose. It looked like he was not injured by a wild animal, but more like a fall from a height.
He escaped slowly because his right leg was also injured, but it was okay and he could barely walk.
His left arm, on the other hand, had been completely broken, hanging on his shoulder only by flesh. Moreover, he had obviously been injured for many days and had never been rescued. The left arm had turned a corpse-like white color and seemed to be necrotic.
His face was pale, his clothes were torn, and he fled in a state of disarray.
The sky was getting white. He had been running away for a long time, but he still couldn't get out of this damn valley.
With a "plop", he finally fell down and could no longer get up.
"What do you want?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
"Haha! I don't want to do anything, I just want you to help me." An eerie voice came from the night.
"Kill me! I can't help you." The young man seemed to have given up resistance because he really didn't have the strength to escape.
Ouch! ! !
Suddenly there was another long wolf howl in the valley, like a demonstration and an order, with an aggressive momentum.
"No, you can help me, and at the same time, you are also helping yourself." A prostrate and hunched figure finally appeared in the night.
The young man seemed to have known who he was for a long time, and he seemed to have been entangled with him for some time.
He didn't want his life.
However, the young man still never saw the appearance of the devil behind him.
The devil finally appeared slowly. The young man couldn't run anymore, and he didn't want to run anymore.
"You Japanese bandit, how do you want me to help you?" The young man finally relented.
The devil's appearance is actually not very scary.
But he no longer had any legs, and then he tied his body with a larger wild wolf, making the wild wolf his legs. As for how he drove these wild wolves, no one knows yet.
This person is naturally the Japanese master who fell off a cliff and broke his legs that day, Taro Kimura.
The young man he was chasing was the eldest son of the Mei family, Mero, who fell off a cliff and was seriously injured because of being chased.
Although Taro Kimura has no legs, he uses wild wolves as his feet, and coupled with his profound skills, he can still move very quickly. Although he is not as good as his previous self with sound limbs, he is still much stronger than an unknown person like Mello with low martial arts skills.
What's more, Mello himself was seriously injured, and his left arm had already become necrotic due to a fracture that could not be treated in time.
"Help me, you are actually helping yourself." Kimura Taro emphasized.
"Haha! I'm a useless person. I can't even help myself, so how can I help you?" Mello was already frustrated.
Kimura Taro stopped talking, and drove the wolf forward slowly.
Melo didn't want to move, just wanted to see what he was going to do.
There were a few "swish" sounds, and suddenly several iron thorns flew out, all of them hitting Mello's left arm. Melo felt nothing at all, he could only hear the sound of "tick-tick-tick", and a stream of blue-black blood flowed out of his left arm.
Before Mero could react, he suddenly heard another knife whistle. He only felt a slight numbness on his left shoulder, and the entire left wall had fallen to the ground.
With a wolf howl, a pack of wolves swarmed over and dragged Mero's necrotic left arm into the darkness.
"Haha! If you want these living things to listen to you, you have to give them some sweetness before you can bribe them and use them for your own use." Taro Kimura said with a somewhat proud smile.
That day, he himself fell from the cliff and broke his legs. If he had not served the wolf with his body, he would have been buried in the wolf's belly.
Mello seemed to understand his intention. Just as he was about to speak, he felt a strong force coming and pulling him up from the ground.
With a "whoop", a figure flashed past, and then he seemed to be carrying a heavy object, making his injured legs somewhat unable to support him.
Mello was about to fall down, but he saw a hand reaching out from behind and handing him a wooden crutch.
"Little brother, hold on. From now on, you will be my legs." Kimura Taro's tone was very arrogant, and he didn't care at all whether Mello agreed to his request.
"Then what's in it for me?" Mero really didn't refuse.
"I can give you whatever you want. Peerless martial arts, blood feud, money and treasures, beautiful women like jade? What do you want?" Kimura Taro asked confidently.
In his opinion, Melo is his new life, his reborn feet.
"Haha! I want everything you said." Mero, who was still very embarrassed and weak, suddenly became ambitious.
"Okay! Then I will give it to you the same way." Kimura Taro agreed with satisfaction.
"How can I trust you?"
"I will help you practice your peerless martial arts first. When the time comes, it will be difficult for you to believe me or not. Haha..."
Two people with the same fate, they are also two people with great destiny, even if they fall off a cliff, they will not die.
At this moment, they became the same person.
An ambitious and twisted demon.
