Qin Yi chopped off the head of a Silver Wolf with his sword, blood spurting from the severed neck, dyeing his green robe a bloody red as if it were soaked in blood.
Suddenly, another Silver Wolf lunged at him, and even as Qin Yi acted quickly, he was still bitten on the shoulder. The intense pain made him lift his leg and kick fiercely, before stabbing his sword into the Silver Wolf's eye.
"Cousin!" Ji Shui Rou was frightened pale, her delicate body starting to shake, and if there hadn't been someone supporting her from behind, she would have probably fainted.
"Young master." Uncle Zhang flashed beside Qin Yi, shielding him from a Silver Wolf that pounced their way. The Silver Wolves seemed to know he was a formidable adversary and soon abandoned him to seek out others.
To the Silver Wolves, these were merely food...