Prowling Wolf, Falling Sword III

Before the wolf knew which little devil was tricking it, another sword struck from its behind.

The snow wolf had learned from its mistake. It immediately rolled aside a few times as soon as it felt that something was wrong.

However, the sword still slashed its skin. It cried out loud from that prickling pain.

The sword came back and forth in the forest continuously.

"Little Wolfie!" Feng Ruqing's face was distorted. She reached out to the snow wolf immediately. 

Her expression was dull and scared as she noticed the scar and wound on the snow wolf. It was as if a violent storm was going to explode inside her eyes.

"Tang Zi, take care of Snow Wolf."

She picked up the sword which hurt the snow wolf. Her voice was calm, but… frightening.

Ling Yun subconsciously swallowed hard. She felt that… the princess… was so strong now and that creeped everyone out.

The princess was… really mad this time!