Chu Chuyan thumped in his heart, "It's too bad!"
Only a moment later, a dozen or so wild wolves rushed over from the other side of the mountain, standing majestically on the top of the mountain, staring at the three of them.
Sun Qing's legs were weak and she couldn't stand anymore.
Mo Siyu's scalp was numb, and he pulled out the piccolo from his arms pretending to be calm: "This is the end, I can only try, anyway, I can't escape if I want to escape."
Chu Chuyan was afraid that Mo Siyu would play the Guiyuan song again, so he asked, "Brother Yu, what are you going to do?"
These ferocious beasts were summoned by Brother Yu, but Brother Yu only had the ability to summon them, not the ability to control them.
If one is not careful and stimulates the nature of these ferocious beasts, then the lives of the three of them will be ruined here today.
Mo Siyu pressed the piccolo to his lips: "Wolf Control Technique."
"Wolf Control Art?" Chu Chuyan was surprised: "Brother Yu knows this kind of art, who did you learn it from?"
In the entire Moon City, except for the high priest and the saint, no one knows this kind of magic. Mo Siyu has only been in Moon City for a few months, so it is impossible to learn this kind of magic.
Mo Siyu focused all his attention on the sudden wolves, without thinking too much, he blurted out: "My mother taught me."
After speaking, he began to play.
The melodious sound of the flute mixed with a trace of sharpness echoed throughout the snow mountain.
The wild wolves standing on the top of the mountain became irritable at first when they heard the tune, circling around the top of the mountain, walking back and forth, staring at the people below, tentatively stretching their legs forward, trying to jump off.
The melody was played at a high pitch, which seemed to calm the restlessness in the bones and blood of the wild wolves. These wolves slowly quieted down, just staring at the people below quietly.
When the music was coming to an end, the leading wild wolf let out a long howl to the sky again, turned around with the pack of wolves, and quickly disappeared on the top of the mountain under the shocked eyes of Sun Qing and Chu Chuyan.
Guessing that the wolves were completely far away and they were safe at last, Mo Siyu tucked the piccolo into his sleeves, and as if he had collapsed, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and urged: "Go quickly, don't go anymore What if these ferocious beasts come again?"
Chu Chuyan took off the basket from Sun Qing's back, carried it on his own back, pulled Mo Siyu, and the three of them ran down the mountain as quickly as if their feet were oiled, turned on their horses, and left the snow mountain at lightning speed all the way .
Near the bustling street, the few people slowed down. Chu Chuyan took off the bamboo basket on his back, handed it to Sun Qing, and said: "Miss Sun Qing, please remember everything that happened today. Keep it secret, except for the three of us, don't let the fourth person know what happened today."
The implication is that even Sun Lao can't tell.
Sun Qing nodded: "Don't worry, young master, I will definitely keep my mouth shut, even if it's Grandpa, I won't tell."
Chu Chuyan was finally relieved: "So, I would like to thank Miss Sun Qing. Once this matter spreads, Brother Yu might be killed."
Sun Qing nodded: "I know the pros and cons of it."
In the entire Moon City, only the high priest can command all things. As for the saint, she rarely shows up. If she notices that there is another person in the Moon City who can control the wild wolves, the Moon City may be in chaos.
Mr. Yu will definitely become a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of the high priest.
Chu Chuyan cupped his hands at Sun Qing: "It's still early, Miss Sun Qing, I won't send you back to the Chu Mansion."