Amidst the subtle freezing sound of clicking, ice crystals spread in from the crack of the door, like the cold wind from the North Pole.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was close to the wooden door, was the first to bear the brunt, and his face felt numb, and a thin ice shell quickly covered half of his face.

"Bang!"

In the next second, the not-so-strong wooden door was violently knocked open, and a tall black shadow bowed and entered the room.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing, who had been on guard for a long time, had already stepped aside and was not hit by the flying wooden door.

But by the fireplace facing the wooden door, those ordinary people were not so lucky, and they were hit by the wooden door firmly.

"ah"

Screams sounded instantly, and the scene was in chaos.

Zhang Yuanqing leaned against the wall and looked at the figure who broke into the house. It was a werewolf nearly four meters long, covered with needle-like black hair, snow-white belly, black and sharp claws, tall and slender body, full of strength .

The long mouth protrudes from the cheeks, and the fangs are sharp, exhaling a biting cold breath. A pair of dark green pupils are full of cruelty and bloodthirsty.

"Kacha Kacha."

The sound of ice crystals condensing kept ringing in the house. The thin ice crystals centered on the werewolf's foothold and spread rapidly to the surroundings, freezing the ground and freezing the tables and chairs.

The people who huddled by the wall and screamed endlessly, saw shattered ice crystals appear on their clothes.

Even though his waist was bowed, the werewolf whose head was almost touching the beams, lowered his head, and cast his brutal and bloodthirsty gaze at the six ordinary people who were about to be scared out of their wits.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly shot two golden lights from his eyes, piercing the darkness.

He used the golden face's subsidiary skill - Spiritual Strike.

The werewolf froze suddenly, raised his head, as if about to let out a scream of extreme pain.

thump thump thump. Zhang Yuanqing rushed to the back of the werewolf in three or two steps, jumped up, and punched the common weakness of wolves and dogs�the tofu waist.

Boom!

The fist seemed to hit an iron plate, no, it was an iron plate embedded with steel nails, and the thick black hair pierced the fist with blood.

Physical defense is comparable to a level 4 mountain god, which is weaker than imagined. Isn't this prop a master level? Lure it outside first. Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and ran away, and summoned the ghost bride to protect his aunt.

This is to prevent the werewolves from being fooled and slaughtering ordinary people in the house.

The ghost bride, holding the baby with sparse lanugo in her arms, floated towards her aunt and stood beside her.

"Ababa."

When Xiao Doubi saw Jiang Yuyue, he was like a disobedient child, struggling desperately, trying to climb out of the embrace of the ghost bride and run towards the new mother's calf.

But the ghost bride raised her black-nailed hand and gently stroked Xiao Doubi's head, and he didn't dare to move.

After rushing out of the house, he summoned the red dancing shoes, turned on the wearing mode, stepped on the dark red shimmer, and quickly fled away.

At this moment, just as the werewolf's mental pain was relieved, a burning pain came from his waist. It turned back angrily and swung its claws, but the cunning human had already escaped from the wooden house and ran towards the dense forest in the distance.

"Aww~"

It gave a short, loud roar, crouched down, landed on all fours, and pursued the enemy. JrNovels.com