Until the second half of the night, Yang Feng was wearing a big cotton jacket, holding a cup of hot water in his hand, and sat on the bed watching the heavy rain outside the window.

On the other end of the bed, the little wolf was playing with his feet endlessly. After this little guy came back, he ate all Yang Feng's piece of black bread and then played with Yang Feng until now.

"Come out." He said, shaking his head hard.

The sound of the old radio signal coming from his head immediately came from the old-fashioned radio.

"With such a force, aren't you afraid of shaking your head out of boiled water?" The magnetic male voice rang out, gentle like an angel.

"What's going on with the Wolf King?" Yang Feng was not in the mood to joke with the voice. His voice was as cold as the whimpering autumn wind outside the window.

Seeing him talking to himself, Xiaolang looked at him with confusion, with his head tilted his head, and his eyes seemed to be saying, "What is this man muttering himself? Isn't he a lunatic? It's so pitiful..."

"It was you who asked me to save you." The voice said, "Because I killed the Wolf King, your level will not be improved."

But Yang Feng's focus was not on the hunting level.

"What the hell are you?" Yang Feng whispered.

The voice chuckled, "I? What do you say I am, what am I."

Yang Feng frowned. Now the sound hidden in his head had made him feel extremely uneasy.

"If you don't tell me now, I will go to the big hospital in the city in a few days and ask the doctor to invite you out of my head." Yang Feng said with a serious face.

The voice smiled bitterly, "In your world, the person who can control me may not have been born."

Yang Feng's uneasiness began to turn into fear. He was afraid that this guy would use his body to do other terrible things, and he saw this guy's strength with his own eyes. If this is the case, wouldn't he be in his body be like a dangerous demon?

"What's scary? You were shouting for help in front of the wolf king, so I saved you. Now you are thinking about how to drive me out of your body. You may not be as conscience as the little guy in front of you." The voice said calmly.

"I don't care about this. I just want to know who you are, what kind of existence you are, and how you use my body to exert such power!" Yang Feng said, and his voice couldn't help but grow louder.

The little wolf seemed to notice something was wrong with him, so he slowly walked towards him and arched his furry little head into his arms.

"I have told you that I am the stinger emperor in the first civilization of the universe and the hunting god that people admire. If you don't believe it, what can I do..."

"Then you want to give me a reason to make me believe you completely." Yang Feng's voice sounded a little trembling.

“Look at your cup.”

Yang Feng was stunned and looked down at the glass of water in his hand.

The hot water in the cup was still conveying a warmth to his hands, but the rising heat had somehow completely disappeared. The water surface in the cup had now become as calm as a mirror. When Yang Feng looked over, he happened to face the pair of bloody eyes like candlelight.

This is the eyes when his body was controlled. The strange red light was particularly abrupt in this silent night, and there seemed to be an invisible abyss hidden under the red light. Obviously, this is not his eyes, nor human eyes.

"Did you see it?" he said, "The one in the water, but he did not open his mouth to speak.

Yang Feng frowned, "What am I? Are they obsessed with?"

He shook his head in the water, "No, everyone has their own soul. Some people look like kind angels, but in fact they are a cunning person who always thinks about how to plot against others; some people have hideous and ugly faces, but in fact they are a kind and generous person. As for me, they are also your soul."

"Soul?" Yang Feng was not unfamiliar with this word. When he was a child, he was frightened and seriously ill. His parents would invite some "witches" from the village to "called Soul" to him. Of course, from that time, Yang Feng knew that this was superstition. But now, the appearance of the "self" in the cup has begun to refresh his cognitive view.

"Yes, soul." He nodded in the cup.

"The others are the same?" Yang Feng asked in confusion.

He frowned in the cup, with a hint of disgust in his bloody eyes, "Why are you talking about these brainless problems? Hell... why did I find a fool like you..."

He held his forehead in the cup, looking lost with a look of "The rotten wood cannot be carved".

"You answer me." Yang Feng asked in detail.

"Your Creator will not favor everyone. I am a unique existence in this world. Of course, my existence may also be to make up for your IQ."

In the cup, he pointed to his forehead, and then shook his head regretfully.

"Come on, you... are so squirting, squirting! A savage woman! Asking you is a waste of time, and you are so angry!" Yang Feng said, raising his cup to drink the water inside, and the reflection in the cup disappeared.

"Hmph, you will eventually live the most annoying thing you hate now. Maybe you will be more verbal than me in the future. Then you go out to hunt and just bring a bottle of water to moisten your throat." After the voice was said, it was like the old radio completely lost its signal. Yang Feng's head suddenly became quiet, and only the cold wind whistled outside the window was left in his ears.

The little wolf shook his hand with his claws, and his eyes seemed to be saying, "Are you okay? Isn't you stupid after talking to yourself for a long time?"

"Huh?" Yang Feng came to his senses and looked down at the little guy lying in his arms.

He had heard from the old people in the village that wolves are very spiritual animals. Although they are cruel by nature, they rarely attack humans on their own initiative. However, in recent years, several groups of animal skin merchants have come to the village. These foreign tourists bought the fur of various animals from them at a considerable price. Then the village had the first batch of hunters, and Yang Feng was one of them.

Because it was that year that his parents left the world.

Before the sound in his head appeared, Yang Feng had almost never seen a wolf, because he usually would not leave the village very far when hunting. At most, he just hunted a few rabbits and caught a few birds in the wilderness. That is, on the day when his hunting level was promoted to "hare", the voice in his head told him about some wolf habits, as well as methods and techniques for hunting wolves.

Unexpectedly, it really worked for this day.

"They all say that wolf has spirituality, but if you know that I am your father-killer enemy, will you hold a grudge against me?" Yang Feng whispered to the little wolf in his arms.

The little wolf looked at him with two big watery eyes, then gently shook his head.

"You are saying... no?" Yang Feng was a little surprised, but he immediately gave up this idea, because even if the wolf is spiritual, how could he get along with his father-killing enemy?

Maybe when he changes his clothes and washes his hair tomorrow, he will no longer have the smell of the wolf king on his body, this little guy will not recognize him...

"If you know me tomorrow, I will make a nest for you, so don't eat, drink, defecate, sleep and sleep on my bed." Yang Feng said, carrying the little wolf to the other side and thoughtfully covered it with a quilt.

He has never believed in any ghosts and gods, and now he is also scared. If there is really a saying that dreams are given, what if the little wolf's father asks it for a dream and tells it that this person is the murderer who killed your father, and avenge his father...

Then he doesn't even know how cold he is?

At this moment, another sizzling noise came from his head. Yang Feng habitually confirmed that the sound was about to come out again.

"Your soul is sleepy, please fall asleep as soon as possible."

"Do you think I can sleep if something happens today?" Yang Feng muttered, thinking that I really don't dare to sleep. If I fall asleep, you will be excited and use my body to hunt a lion and a tiger to run to Lao Wang. What should the villagers think of me? And what if I fall asleep, this little wolf will chew me if I am hungry...

"It seems that you...not only are your IQ seriously off-line, but there are so many inner scenes..." the voice said helplessly.

"You know what I'm thinking?" Yang Feng said to himself incredible.

"Nonsense... I am your soul! Yesterday, when you went to the bathroom, I fantasized about how to save yourself if you fell into the pit!" The voice sounded a little crazy.

Yang Feng looked shocked, and the situation in the toilet yesterday emerged like a bubble.

"Also, you don't have to worry that it will eat you. If you don't believe it, you can see it yourself!" As the voice said, Yang Feng's hand suddenly reached towards the little wolf without control, and then he immediately slapped the little wolf's head.

But the little wolf was still lying there, as quiet as if he was asleep.

The next second, a stream of information flowed into his brain like a clear spring:

Target: The young wolf

Bloodline: Descendant of the Wolf

Status: Helpless, needing care, slightly hungry, needing a playmate

Loyalty: 100%

"In addition, don't talk to it like a fool. As you are already an adult, you shouldn't know that your language is not understandable. If you communicate, go to its spirit!" The voice said, manipulating his arm to slide quickly on the little wolf's body, and the things in Yang Feng's eyes immediately changed tremendously.

He actually arrived at the wasteland north of the village as if he had traveled through time! And the time changed from late at night to noon!

"This is its spiritual world. If you want to say anything, hurry up and go to bed after that! Otherwise, you will be taken to the wilderness to feed the wolf in the second half of the night." The voice said proudly.

"I, what am I going to say... I just told it to you not eat me?" Yang Feng had not yet come back to his senses from this "sudden time travel" incident, and he still knew what he was going to say.

"What a... idiot!" The voice went crazy and took control of his body again.

"Little wolf, can I change your nest tomorrow? The bed is where I sleep, you can't eat or poop on it."

"Yang Feng" said, lying in front of the little wolf, touching the little guy's head with a smile on his face.

Miraculously, the little wolf nodded and made a coquettish "Yeah" sound.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you. With me here, no one can hurt you."

The little wolf nodded again "yes, um" and walked over obediently and licked his face.

"Okay, that's it, here you can teach it to hunt with you. Now you're invading its dreams. In addition, you can also tame some goals in this way. If your head is a little easier, the wolf king can be tamed by you and become your little pet." The voice said, and it sounded like a yawning, "Okay, go to bed, say good night to your little 'murder' pet..."

After speaking, the world in front of him dimmed instantly as if the lights were turned off. Yang Feng felt the unique warmth in the quilt, and the feeling of the little wolf licking his face...
Chapter completed!