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The werewolf turned at the sound of the shot. The moment I saw the Ghost Slash God, even though he's a wolf head now, I still saw the astonishment on his face. My vision blurred, and he seemed to teleport right in front of me. I didn't even see how he walked.

"Where did the gun come from? Who gave it to you, tell me!" He seemed so excited that he grabbed me by the collar with one hand and lifted me into the air, holding me up against the wall like a calendar.

I thought, "Fuck, if you ask me, I'll tell you. How shameful would that be? I'll die then. I can't lose my dignity before I die!" Thinking of me meeting his gaze, even though the murderous look in his eyes made my calves tremble.

"It belongs to my father" Sanmei woke up at some point, and climbed back up with difficulty.

"Your father? You are Artois. Erica? " The werewolf asked in surprise and excitement, and I saw that his hand was trembling as he spat.

"How do you know my French name? "Could it be that you …" Sanmei thought and understood what was going on. He pointed at the werewolf and was about to shout out that werewolf's name.

The werewolf slowly said: "That's right, I was the number one warrior in Wolf Clan back then, also known as the pinnacle of martial power — — Battle Wolf Wu-Shuang."

"I've only seen your name in the letter. It was your parents who informed me of your birth. You've grown up now." The werewolf stretched out his big hairy hand, which was still stained with my blood, and patted Sanmei's head with a kind gaze. I said weakly: "Since everyone knows each other, why don't you give us some face and let us use the Buddha Head first? I'm dying. "

Sanmei had the same thoughts as me, she pointed at me as she looked at him with pleading eyes. Battle Wolf nodded, took the Buddha Head and said to me: "After being treated by the Buddha Head, in the next few days, your body will be completely exhausted. You need to recuperate.

"How can this be? Under the current circumstances, how could I have the chance to rest up in bed? Didn't you say that this Buddha Head can cure any injuries? " I was puzzled.

"That's right, as long as you're not dead, the Buddha Head can save you. However, it will still take some time for your body to fully recover. "If I touch the Buddha Head and recover to my best condition, then I'll be invincible with one arm around it and the other holding the Heaven and Earth Unparalleled Saber, wouldn't I be invincible?" the war wolf explained in a 'why are you so stupid' tone.

Sanmei said: "A pile of mud. You can rest assured, I will carry you on my back and let you out."

Lao Hei and Manager Qian also nodded their heads. I extended my hand out and gently touched the legendary Emerald Buddha Head. The instant my hand touched it, the lush green liquid within the Buddha Head flowed even faster. Then, a faint green gas could be seen with the naked eye reaching my hand, and then slowly upwards along my arm, covering my entire body.

At the same time as the green gas spread to my body, it was an indescribable feeling, like a warm spring flowing through your veins. It was a kind of pleasant feeling that made people want to faint and sleep, but also made them feel like their bodies were about to fly. This visual green of life, with a feeling of being comfortable to the point of fainting, slowly spread throughout my body.

If there was a wound, it would go numb and itch, and then the wound would quickly heal under the gaze of the few of us present. With my naked eye, I could see the tissue fibers growing, the blood vessels connecting with each other, and the green gas that had spread throughout my body, after healing all of my wounds, had retreated back into the Buddha Head. Thus, life returned to my body once more.

For the first time, we were stunned for a while by the power of the Buddha Head. It wasn't until the War Wolf spoke that we came back to our senses.

"Your mother, Hu Jiumei, is she alright?" Zhan Lang's tone was filled with boundless nostalgia, his nostalgia could be heard from his tone. However, Little White's name made me at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Judging from Sanmei's name, Little White should be able to learn nine types of Dire Charm. However, the name of this daughter, so much like a mother's sister, this is too confusing, but thinking that I am using the custom of human naming to judge them, I am relieved.

Sanmei told War Wolf about his father's disappearance and his mother's dispersing of their cultivation before saving him. The war wolf listened while nodding, seeming very heavy. Hearing that Xiao Bai turned into a skinny white fox, carrying Sanmei who had not been weaned yet in her mouth, and had come all the way to find him, she realized that War Wolf Castle was already in ruins. After smashing the hard wall with a punch, the stone fragments splattered everywhere. The small pieces of stone on my face burned with pain, and with a touch of my hand, I could feel the faint beads of blood seeping through my wound, I couldn't help but feel a deep reverence towards this war wolf that was reputed to be unparalleled in power.

He said in a reminiscent tone, "Back then, your father and I were known to be wise and brave, and we could have done something big together to change the situation where werewolves, vampires, and humans fought and hated each other. However, when we were young and in high spirits, we met a beautiful woman at the same time, who was also your mother, Hu Jiumei.

Your father and I fell in love with her at the same time. I originally thought that with my strength, I would definitely obtain your mother's heart. But who knows, she likes your father's brilliant vampires, and she doesn't like me, who cries and kills all the time. Since then, I've learned that when a man is chasing a woman, the knife and the fist are useless. The key is to have a brain, to have a mouth, to know how to please a woman. When I learned of your mother's choice, I was jealous, resentful, and ashamed. I left them in a fit of rage. I returned to the Battle Wolf Castle near Grozny, in the Caucasus, and vowed to never marry them and to never see them again. "

However, when I received your parents' distress letter a few years later, I did not hesitate at all. I immediately donned my armor and summoned the Unparalleled Saber in order to save them. However, the moment I opened the castle gates, what appeared in front of me was an army formed of Wolf Clan and blood sucking clan soldiers that were like tidewater. I remember very clearly that it was raining heavily that day, and occasionally there was lightning streaking across the sky. In the midst of the howling winds and torrential rain, I brought the 72 guards of War Wolf Castle and my four nephews with me as I charged towards the enemy that was several hundred times stronger than us.

The battle went on for a day and a night. More than a thousand of my enemies had died at my hands, but their reinforcements continued to arrive. My family and guards have all died in battle, and only I am left with the bloodline of the War Wolf Tribe.

When I was going to kill myself with a blade, the then King of Wolf Clan, Lemus XVI, threatened me with burning the Golden Heavenly Book within the Wolf Clan's sacred object, forcing me to put down my weapon.

"Golden Heavenly Book? We all know the use of Unparalleled Saber and emerald Buddha Head, what is the use of this Heavenly Gold Book? " Sanmei asked with a doubtful tone.

"The Wolf Clan people are not good at strategy, the Heavenly God, in order to let the werewolves fight against the clever vampiric vampaneze and ferocious vile ghosts of hell, has bestowed upon us the Golden Book of Heaven's Divination, which allows them to divinate the heavens. We will use the Golden Heavenly Book to predict the enemies' movements, and defeat them several times. It can be said that the Golden Heavenly Book is the most important of the three holy objects in the Wolf Clan.

Although the Emerald Buddha Head had the ability to revive the dead, it could only save one person at a time. After the life force accumulated inside is depleted, we still have to think of a way to replenish it. Although it was difficult to defend against the strength of the world's Unparalleled Saber, there was a limit to how much people could kill. As for this Golden Heavenly Book, every divination could predict the enemy's movements, causing the enemy's corpses to be scattered all over the ground, and their blood to flow like a river. We also succeeded in predicting the enemy's ambush, which saved us countless lives. When the previous generation's Wolf King returned to heaven, he instructed me to take good care of this Golden Heavenly Book. Only after receiving my guarantee did he close his eyes.

Thus, in the pouring rain that day, I was forced to kneel on the ground and swear an oath that I would stay in a prison without the sun in my life, protecting the Buddha Head and the Unparalleled Saber. In addition, Wolf Clan and the blood sucking clan value each other greatly. Up until now, all of my brothers and nephews have died in battle. Thus, in order to prevent the Battle Wolf Faction from disappearing, I could only endure in this underground prison.

And so, after so many years here, I sent wave after wave of people to snatch the Buddha Head. There were some vampires and even some demons that occasionally sneaked out from hell. But I never expected to meet an old friend's daughter today. He lowered his head as if deep in thought.

It was as if the gunfire in the cave outside the cell had made him make up his mind, or perhaps the anger he had been holding in for so long had made him give up. He suddenly said, "Well, I failed to fulfill my brother's request, and I was unable to protect the woman I love. Heaven gave me this opportunity to protect their daughter. Today, let me make it up to them."

Ignoring our shocked expressions, he continued, "Erica, take the Buddha Head with you. Tell your mother that I have never forgotten her."

With that, he walked to the cabinet next to the bed, stretched out his hands, and respectfully took out a knife with a sheath. Although he didn't say his name, from the moment I saw the blade, I was absolutely sure that this was the legendary — Heaven and Earth Unparalleled Saber.

Because, no blade can have such killing intent, in the scabbard let me feel waves of chills, as if wearing a single clothes bath in the cold autumn wind, experienced the rustling Xiao Sha Qi.

The shape of the blade was very unique. It was not as vibrant and colorful as the emerald Buddha Head, but it had a different kind of desolate beauty. The hilt of the saber was shaped like a wolf's body. The hilt was very long, so ordinary people would have to hold it with both hands. The werewolves behind the transformation should be able to use one hand. The point where the blade and hilt met was a wolf head, the sinister wolf head had a long blade in its mouth.

The blade was about eighty centimeters long. It's a bit like a katana, but wider and thicker, and belongs to the short type. In my impression, this kind of blade passed down from ancient times should be a long blade, like the Azure Dragon's crescent moon type.

War Wolf gently caressed the Unparalleled Saber, as if caressing his own passing years. I thought, people are also known as unparalleled, the sword is also known as unparalleled, is it the sharp blade that made him brave, or his bravery made the blade famous?

He slowly drew his knife, and the moment it left its sheath, I stopped breathing. The Unparalleled Saber's body was about three fingers wide, forming an arc. The edge of the blade was bright white metal. It gradually turned from light red to deep red to black red, as if it was once full of blood. The surface of the blade was covered with runes. On the back of the blade, besides the 10-centimeter long pair of blades at the front, there were also wolf sawteeth that shone with a cold light. I could almost imagine the bloody scene of the knife being thrust into the enemy's body and pulled out, the sawtooth on the back of the knife carrying the enemy's flesh and blood, further enlarging the wound.

The war wolf flicked its finger and a long metallic sound echoed in the cell. It was as if the Unparalleled Saber was talking to its master about its desire to fight.

"Do you know what's so special about this blade?" the wolf asked, looking at us with interest, like a child with a toy.

"I don't know." The four of us shook our heads like schoolchildren.

The war wolf held onto the body of the blade with one hand and used the tip of the blade to draw a line on the ground. An incredible thing had happened. It didn't seem to be blood, but gasoline or kerosene, and as soon as it touched the knife, it began to burn. Because of the small amount of blood, the fire was like a small flickering candle.