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The smell of blood in the air was getting thicker and thicker. Ge Yan heard the roars of wild beasts coming from the direction of the forest. Until now, he still had not found out what kind of world he had entered.

The only thing he could be sure of was that this was a bizarre world. The people here not only used weapons to fight, but also had a mysterious and strange power.

A reference object was a man who had just become his master. With a wave of his hand, he could kill a man. It was even more brutal than a killing machine.

The ferocious killing machine suddenly walked towards him, with a face as cold as ice, Ge Yan took a step back, but tripped on something obstructing his feet, causing it to fall down. Something touched his butt, and he pulled out a pale white arm from underneath his body, with a broken bone in it.

Maybe it was because his expression was too obvious that he was afraid, but the man who had arrived in front of him glanced at him condescendingly. There was a trace of disgust in his eyes, as if he thought of something and became disgusted.

Ge Yan could not even think about it, his reaction was just a beat too slow, the man was already far away, he immediately crawled up and chased after him, suddenly, the low growl of a beast came from behind him. He turned his head to look, and instantly sucked in a breath of cold air, his right foot tripping over his left foot, almost causing him to fall down to the ground and eat sh * t.

His agile figure jumped out in quick succession, his sharp fangs dripping with saliva. There were four or five of them, and each of them was a wild wolf, but they were one or two times bigger and more ferocious than the wild wolves he had seen in his previous life. They were definitely not ordinary wild wolves.

Fortunately, they did not chase them, but instead surrounded the scene of the murder. The creepy chewing, swallowing and cracking sounds of bones indicated that they were eating. With food, they did not need prey, and the cruelty of the world could be seen.

Ge Yan was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit, but was unable to do so.

The man walked quickly, with each stride, he was almost equivalent to Ge Yan taking two steps, and in a short while, he fell behind by a large margin. Ge Yan had yet to notice, he only wanted to escape from the murder scene behind him as soon as possible, in case he was targeted by the wolves, and become their food.

In the silence of the night, the soft and crisp sound of footsteps magnified several times. Ge Yan, who finally realized that something was wrong, raised his head, and was momentarily stupefied.

Where did he go?!

The dark path gave off a sinister aura, and the low growls of the wolves that came from behind made him shiver. He, who was already injured, couldn't run away, and his legs went limp as he sat on the ground. There was a tree to lean on, otherwise, his injuries might get worse.

It wasn't easy for him to retrieve his life from the man's hands. Could it be that he would die here in the end?

The smell of blood spread in all directions, and the sound of rustling came from behind him. He heard that the smell of the beasts were all very sensitive, especially at night, when it was as if they had been added to the blood, and the smell of the blood was enough to attract them over.

Ge Yan's mind flashed the word 'rest', he closed his eyes and prepared to die. The cold wet wind blew past his face, and after 30 seconds, he sneezed.

Ge Yan secretly opened one of his eyes, the wild beast did not appear in front of him, but a handsome carved face with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. The deep outline of the face seemed to be covered in a layer of frost, but his attention was immediately attracted by the blood on the man's hand.

Being in a relaxed mood, he didn't notice the man's expression become even gloomier because of his actions. He shook off the blood on his hands, turned around, and left without saying anything.

That ugly pig face crumbled down, and his facial features were squeezed together, causing his entire body to be covered in blood. Only then did he remember that there was a sound of impact, and that there was blood on the man's hand for no reason. Did he come back to save him?

"Hurry up and catch up!" The man turned his head, the word "chuan" between his brows very fierce.

Ge Yan had never felt that this man was especially kind and benevolent. If only he could continue to be like this in the future, it would be great! His chest immediately no longer ached, and he crawled up, feeling extremely happy as he followed the man. It was unknown if it was because he was in a better mood, but this time, he could keep up with the man's footsteps.