652 Lets Talk About Love 11 (1/2)

How was it possible for him to be fine, his body is scalding hot!

Lu Yan turned around, his bloodshot eyes riveted on the wolves. They might have realized that he was a force to be reckoned with and they didn't dare to approach him.

Rolling his sleeves up, Lu Yan wiped away the blood on his face. He glared ferociously at the remaining wolves, baring his teeth like a beast and his eyes were exuding a dangerous aura.

He stretched out his index finger and beckoned at the wolves.

Roar.

The wolves were successfully triggered.

The atmosphere was getting more tense and the air seemed to spark with energy.

”Lu Yan.” An'an clung onto his shirt. He was having a high fever and not in a good state at all. It was far too dangerous for him to be dealing with a pack of wolves.

Lu Yan stretched out his hand and held onto hers. ”Be good and stay here. Don't distract me, hm?”

An'an nodded her head. ”Mm!”

The wolves were ready and they pounced over, Lu Yan quickly got up and charged over.

The wolves were quick but Lu Yan was even faster in speed. In a continuous, fluid motion, he slit the throats of two wolves with his knife. But then, one wolf had pounced onto him and bit his abdomen.

”Lu Yan!”

”Master Yan!”

An'an and Tang Mo'er screamed at the same time.

The wolf's teeth had already bit down hard on his abdomen and Lu Yan held onto it, yanking on it forcefully.

Roar! The wolf screamed in agony. Lu Yan had pulled out one of its teeth.

He lifted his knife and stabbed the wolf.

Blood.

There was a large pool of blood on the ground.

There was only one wolf left standing. The wolf glared at Lu Yan and Lu Yan reciprocated.

He was exuding a menacing aura that was as dangerous as a desperate wolf himself.

The wolf turned around and started to flee.

He had killed three wolves and the only one standing had escaped.

He was even more brutal than a wolf.

Since the wolf had escaped, they were no longer in immediate danger. Lu Yan knelt on one knee.

His fringe was already soaked through and tiny droplets of sweat were dripping down his face. He supported himself with one hand on his thigh and the other with the knife on the ground. He was panting heavily and his chest was pumping up and down.

Tang Mo'er was dazed, this was her first time seeing Lu Yan in action and he was indeed quick with his lethal movements.

She watched as Lu Yan knelt on one knee and panted, she suddenly felt that this side of him was a little unfamiliar.

He had such agile movements hidden away behind his good looks.

”Lu Yan!” An'an screamed and rushed forward. She crouched down beside Lu Yan. His black shirt and pants were already torn and there were a few scratches and bites on his muscular body.

She stretched her hands out but suddenly stopped. She didn't dare to touch him, she was afraid that she would hurt him if she touched his wounds.

”Lu Yan, you're injured.” An'an stretched out her hands and held his cheeks. She moved closer and nuzzled her nose against his beard.

Lu Yan furrowed his brows, his Adam's apple bobbed prominently. His clothes were already soaked through and he was completely exhausted. He had no strength left at all.

When he stretched out his hand to hold onto his abdomen, he felt a good amount of blood on his fingertips.

Since An'an was crouching down, she didn't notice the injury on his abdomen.

But that was his most serious injury.