I, Li Feng, was once the sharpest sword in the frontier army.
My boss betrayed me, my brothers died, and I became a dog in a death row camp.
On a blizzard night, I bit out the guard's throat and drank blood to survive among the wolves.
They say the Northern Wasteland is the Jedi, and I say this will be my throne.
Subdue the villains, seize the dangerous fortress out of wisdom, establish rules with blood, and build my "Blood Wolf Camp".
When officers and soldiers are encircling and suppressing, clans and clans are plotting against each other, and grassland forces are watching with eager eyes——
I laughed loudly: "In this northern wilderness, it's time to change the wolf master."
Su Qingman: The orphan girl of Jiangmen, my sword and my back.
Liu Mingsha: The powerful think tank, my counselor and temptation.
Aruna: Pearl of the prairie, my ally and fire.
From the death row prisoner to the Lord of the Northern Wilderness, I paved this road with mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Reader comments
I like this type of writing style.
I would rather be a peace dog than a person in troubled times. Now that we have come to troubled times, we must live on. Come on, everyone who is struggling to survive.
I like this type of writing style.
I would rather be a peace dog than a person in troubled times. Now that we have come to troubled times, we must live on. Come on, everyone who is struggling to survive.