Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 783: 468. Long-sealed Heart

If there were only two hours left in your life, what would you do?

This was the question Qing Chen faced at the beginning of his journey, and now he faced it again.

Only this time, fate might not have granted him two hours.

The wolves had already infiltrated the forest behind him like raindrops. Qing Chen was fast, but the wolves were not slow.

Qing Chen had never run through knee-deep snow before. This unfamiliar environment prevented him from reaching his top speed.

But the wolves were different; they seemed to understand the harsh weather better and were born for it.

The young man felt his energy rapidly depleting; it was only a matter of time before the wolves caught up.

He could hear the wolves’ footsteps on the snow, their panting, and his own heartbeat pounding like drums.

All this noise, however, made the snowy forest seem unusually silent and empty.

But Qing Chen wasn’t afraid.

In the pack, more than ten of the swiftest wolves sprinted, flanking Qing Chen from both sides with incredible speed.

It was as if the blades of a pair of scissors were gradually closing in.

From above the winter-barren snowy forest, the scene of the wolf pack hunting was spectacular.

However, such scenes were mostly seen during the season of hunting antelopes, not when hundreds of wolves hunted one man.

Qing Chen felt as if he had returned to the icy waters of Greenland.

The sky was covered in black clouds, as if the Country of God had descended once again.

Behind him, beside him, surged the roaring tide.

Only this time, there was no Yaoyao by his side.

Qing Chen laughed, feeling that fate was playing tricks on humanity, implying that what is owed must eventually be repaid.

In an instant, the wolves from both sides surpassed him, swiftly enclosing him.

The more than ten robust wolves formed a wall, forcibly blocking Qing Chen’s path.