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Volume 4 The Coat of Arms of the Wolf Chapter 104 The Name of the Wolf (3)

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    The dagger, the dagger with its cold glow was currently in Wu's hand.

    Xiaoliu was watching, looking at the bright dagger that looked so charming under the lamp and in front of the wine, his eyes inadvertently showed a hint of deep surprise.

    The dagger is not only Wu's dagger but also his sharpest fang. Xiaoliu has seen this dagger more than once, and has felt its heart-freezing sharpness more than once.

    Now, Wu is smiling, as charming as ever, and the dagger in his hand also emits a chilling light as usual.

    Xiaoliu should have been afraid because it was just him and Wu here, but there was no trace of fear on his face. Maybe it was because he was already a wolf, or maybe he understood why Wu took out the dagger.

    "It has been with me for many years." Wu Qing stroked the bright mirror-like blade, and gently tapped it with his fingers, and a crisp knocking sound of 'dang' was heard.

    "Xiao Liu didn't speak, just because he was waiting for Wu to continue speaking.

    Wu didn¡¯t let Xiao Liu wait too long. After a smile, he continued: ¡°It can be considered a part of me.¡±

    Xiaoliu swallowed a big mouthful of saliva and looked nervously at the shining dagger.

    "It's yours now." After Wu said this, he handed the dagger to Xiao Liu without even looking at it.

    Xiao Liu looked at the dagger as bright as a mirror with excitement, raised his arm tremblingly and stretched it out slowly.

    The cold touch is like a lover's fingertips coming from the cold blade with a slight throbbing of electric shock.

    But the strange thing is that when Xiao Liu came into contact with this frightening and longing dagger, Xiao Liu's expression suddenly became unspeakably distorted.

    This is the honor he has dreamed of pursuing, this is the recognition he has wanted for a long time, but why is his expression so frightened and distorted at the moment?

    Blood, as hot as red flames, flowed out from Xiaoliu's abdomen. He looked at his trembling hands in fear, looked at his empty palms, and abruptly dropped his gaze, looking at the hand that penetrated deep into him.  The dagger was stuck in his belly, looking at the thick blood overflowing like a mountain spring.

    "Why" The voice condensed by fear came out from his trembling lips with great difficulty. He stared blankly at the hand holding the knife, the person who stabbed the dagger into his body.

    Wu was beside him, smiling lightly with the same incomparably beautiful smile as before.

    "Why!" Xiao Liu suddenly pressed Wu's hand with both hands, and shouted loudly with blue veins popping out.

    Wu was still smiling, but at this moment, for some reason, there was a hint of loneliness in his smile.

    "You won't understand."

    Xiao Liuyuan stared at Wu with his eyes open and blue veins popping out, as if he could see something from his somewhat lonely smile. After a long time, he gritted his teeth viciously and said, "Because of him!"

    Wu did not refute, he just said lightly: "Some people do not deserve to die and cannot die."

    "Because I killed him" Xiao Liu gritted his teeth to stabilize the consciousness that would drift away at any time with the flow of blood, "Just because he was your prey"

    Wu Jingjing looked at Xiao Liu with a look of resentment on his face and said, "You don't understand, and you won't understand."

    Wu smiled faintly, and then said: "Liu'er, tell me, in your eyes, what exactly is a wolf?"

    Xiaoliu should have been fearful, angry, desperate and even struggling, but for some reason he suddenly felt an indescribable tiredness at this moment. What is going on? Is it because of the loss of blood that symbolizes life? Is it because of death?  Powerless, or maybe it was because of that lonely smiling face.

    He looked at Wu quietly, looking at that beautiful and stunning smiling face. The distortion and pain on his face also disappeared bit by bit unknowingly, but were replaced by that symbolic touch.  The tranquility of death.

    "Nobleproudfreejust like you once told methat way"

    "Is that so?" Wu slowly took out his hands from Xiao Liu's weak hands, slowly placed his blood-stained palms on Xiao Liu's head, and stroked it gently.

    "Ah, that's right, you should have these, and now these belong only to you, just because you have become an outstanding wolf."

    "I don't know if it was the constant loss of blood or Wu's gentle movements, but Xiao Liu slowly lowered his head and slowly closed his eyes.

    "Liu'er, tell me, what kind of scenery do you see now that you have become a wolf?"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Hazy and soft ?The voice came like ripples. Xiao Liu slightly moved the corners of his weak lips, and answered in a hazy voice as if he was in a dream: "There is nothingonly blackonly darkness"

    Wu's movements were like his voice becoming softer and softer, "Are you afraid?"

    "Xiao Liu wanted to shake his head, but amid the fatigue that hit him like a tide, he couldn't even move a finger at this moment.

    "Won't¡­¡­"

    In Xiao Liu's increasingly weak voice, Wu slowly turned his head away and looked at the door that was constantly changing colors between the shadows.

    "Brother Wu"

    "I'm here." Wu gently touched Xiao Liu's head, as if to prove to him that he was by Xiao Liu's side.

    "I won't blame you nor I won't blame you If it weren't for you I might have died like a wild dog so I  I won¡¯tregretmeeting you"

    "Really?" Wu revealed an unusually heavy smile, "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

    "Qian'er" Xiao Liu said in a voice that only he could hear: "Tell her for me that I am just playing with her from now on from now on  I will nevernever"

    Xiao Liu lowered his head motionlessly before finishing his words. However, Wu was waiting, waiting for Xiao Liu, who could no longer show his innocent smile and communicate with him, to tell him what he had never heard of.  Finished words.

    Death may be a process, an ending, or a new beginning, but no one knows what will happen at that moment.

    The last thing Xiao Liu thinks about is not the pride he has been pursuing all these years, but her, the one who only belongs to him, the one who he once regarded as prey and as a plaything.
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