But what interested her more was the pack of wild wolves around, possibly a sequela of chopping down zombies during the apocalypse, as she now wanted to swing a few blades at these creatures whenever she saw them.
Wait, it seemed that one of the wolves belonged to this man.
Xu Ying looked alongside the man and saw another wild wolf crouching on his other side.
The wolf looked old, with injuries on its body, and blood was soaking its fur drip by drip.
Even so, the wolf straightened up its body, bared its teeth, and roared at the opposing pack of wolves.
The two groups of wolves stood in tense opposition.
The man also clenched the half-blade knife in his hand, his muscular arms instantly bulging.
The pack of wolves felt the man's urge to attack, the leader directly gave the command, and the rest of the pack charged forth instantly.
The man's elderly wolf also leaped out instantly.
Chaos erupted around, as the man swung his machete swiftly at the wolves.
"Old Hui."
Being advanced in age, it couldn't match up to the younger and more energetic pack; soon, the man's wolf lay exhausted on the ground, with several new wounds.
The man cried out anxiously and dashed directly to Old Hui, as the wolf pack seized the opportunity to pounce quickly toward the man.
One wolf even bit into the man's thigh, but he, as if numb, had a flash of unstoppable rage in his eyes and gnashed his teeth, much like a provoked lion.
He swung his machete fiercely at the wild wolves.
Seeing the man's face turning increasingly pale, Xu Ying, with a stern face, thought of the first time she met her master, who was attacked by a group over a cabbage.
She found herself in the same desperate situation as this man, where those people, for food, had almost become indistinguishable from wolves; she took out two brand-new machetes from her space.
She ran quickly toward the man, lifted the machete, and chopped at the wolf biting the man.
With a 'snap', the wolf's head fell off.
Cracks appeared across the cold face of the man!
This woman, fierce!
"Here, take this." Xu Ying threw the other machete directly to the man.
Don't underestimate this machete; it's a weapon forged by a Superpower User during the apocalypse, extremely sharp.
During the apocalypse, it was with this kind of machete that she carved out her own domain among first and second-tier zombies!
The man's dark eyes flickered as he glanced at her, took the machete, and attacked the wolves rapidly, chopping one wolf's head into two halves with a single strike.
Blood spurted onto the man's face, his gaze becoming more sinister, waving his hand grandly.
Next, with a few phosphorescent slashes of the machete, a wolf fell on the ground.
Feeling the power of this blade, the man was shocked.
With this new machete, it was as if his meridians had been unblocked.
In the blink of an eye, three wolf corpses lay on the ground, the leading wolf sensing the dire situation, whimpered to the sky for a few moments; then with a leap, the rest of the wolves followed, disappearing without a trace.
The man, dragging his injured leg, rapidly ran toward Old Hui lying on the ground, dropped his machete, and held Old Hui in his arms, his eyes full of despair: "Old Hui."
"Hey, big brother? Are you alright?" Xu Ying ran up to the man, asking with concern.
The man paused, without saying a word, ignoring his own injuries, he tore a piece of cloth from his body and quickly wrapped it around Old Hui's wounds.
But the cloth soaked with blood soon, and the man, seeing this, fumbled clumsily like a child, his fingers stiff and trembling.
The man looked up, his face covered in blood, lifeless, his lips moved slightly: "Please help me check, thank you."
Xu Ying was startled by his appearance, immediately saying, "I'll watch over it, you go!"
The man, dragging his injured leg, quickly ran toward a distant hillside.
After a while, he had some herbs in his hand and walked over.
Holding the herbs, he rubbed them roughly and pressed them onto Old Hui.
Xu Ying watched, dumbfounded; this man was too rough.
"Big brother, why don't I do it?"
Huo Chen hesitated for a moment and then nodded, handing the herbs to Xu Ying.
Xu Ying took the herbs, found a stone slab and a stone, crumbled the herbs. While the man wasn't paying attention, she secretly took out a packet of medicine powder from her space.
She mixed the medicine powder with the herbs and walked over to the man.
Seeing the injured wolf, she squatted down. Old Hui was weak, his eyes closed, his body faintly rising and falling with his weak breath.
Feeling someone approaching, his body tensely arched, fully on guard.
The man gently touched its head, "Old Hui, it's alright."
Old Hui, hearing his master's voice, let down his guard and collapsed weakly on the ground.
Xu Ying carefully applied the herbs to Old Hui's wound and used the cloth the man had just torn to tie a butterfly knot.
Looking at the butterfly knot she had just tied, Xu Ying curved her lips in satisfaction.
"Thank you." The man tensed up, his eyes twitching slightly at the conspicuous butterfly knot on Old Hui.
Xu Ying did not speak; she looked at the man and reached out to pull his pants down, which was common during the apocalypse, and Xu Ying found nothing inappropriate.
The man suddenly pushed her back.
"You, you, you, what are you doing!" The man's bronze skin instantly took on a suspicious shade of red.
Huo Chen looked at Xu Ying warily, surprised that she would attempt to take off his pants. It was simply too indecent.
Not only was this girl aggressive, but shameless too.
"I'm applying medicine! You were bitten on the thigh, how else should I do it?" Xu Ying asked, puzzled.
She glanced at the blush on the man's earlobes, raised an eyebrow—is he shy?
"Then you apply it yourself, I won't look."
Xu Ying handed the medicine to the man and turned her back.
Huo Chen took the medicine, glancing at Xu Ying to ensure she wasn't peeking, then quickly and nervously went behind a tree, took off his pants, and applied the herbs to his wound.
After applying the medicine, he hurriedly pulled his pants up, failing to notice that the herbs had immediately stopped the bleeding when they touched the wound.
"Thank you. What do you plan to do with this wolf?" Huo Chen recovered quickly, the flush gone from his face, he looked at her expressionlessly.
"Big brother, which village are you from, what's your name?" Xu Ying was thinking of selling these wild goods.
But if this guy turned her in with a counter-report, she'd be done for. To be cautious Xu Ying felt it best to ask clearly.
Huo Chen looked slightly amused, "I'm from the same village as you."
Xu Ying was surprised, from the same village?
Although the man had a fierce look, he wasn't much older than her. If he was from the same village, why hadn't she seen him before.
"Do you know me?"
Huo Chen shook his head, then nodded, "Mm."
"You know me? Then who are you?" Xu Ying asked curiously.
Huo Chen's dark eyes glanced at Xu Ying, "I'm Granny Huo's grandson."
Upon hearing this, Xu Ying immediately knew who he was. In her past life, she had heard about Granny Huo at the end of the village who had adopted a grandson called Wolf Cub.
It was said that Granny Huo found him while collecting firewood in the mountains. When she found him, there was also a wolf cub by his side, and outsiders said he was born of a she-wolf.