Gu Xiaoxi turned her head and, before she knew it, she found herself surrounded by a pack of wolves.
The last rays of the setting sun illuminated the ground, and Bai Yaxuan's pale, paper-like face was etched into her mind, impossible to dispel.
Immediately after, she saw countless wolves charging at Bai Yaxuan.
Without thinking, she picked up a dry branch from the ground and held it in front of the wolves.
Over the past year, she had worked hard to build up her body, and her reflexes had improved significantly.
When the first wolf charged at her, she casually grabbed a stone and smashed it hard on its head.
The wolf was knocked unconscious.
After that, more and more wolves leaped towards her, one after another.
She swung the stick in her hands fiercely, fighting back. She would never let them hurt Bai Yaxuan.
But as more and more wolves attacked her, they even seemed intent on devouring her as well.
