My Mr. Monster

"Is this the lair of these creatures?" Lu Xuan asked in horror, "How could there be so many of them?"

Han Song wiped the sweat off his forehead. He himself didn't understand why, but it still made him feel a little panicked.

Wu Yang held a dagger and watched as dozens of white-haired monsters surrounded him. He couldn't help but frown. If it were just him, it wouldn't be a problem, but...

He looked back at the two burdens behind him and suddenly felt that it was a good thing that he came, otherwise these two guys would have to be buried here.

"Han Song, protect Lu Xuan. Give me the knife." Wu Yang said.

Han Song nodded and handed the knife to Wu Yang, then protected Lu Xuan behind him, "Leave it to me, I will never let anything happen to him, even if I die."

Lu Xuan frowned when he heard this: "Can you treat me like an adult?"

"The last time you were caught, you had a high fever that wouldn't go away. If you hadn't taken medicine, you would have died." Han Song said seriously, "You can't let anything happen to you. If you do, we'll all starve to death."

Lu Xuan was silent. He was like a quail, motionless. What they said made sense, and he couldn't understand why he was so fragile.

Lu Xuan could only look at Wu Yang. Wu Yang took off his coat, threw it to Lu Xuan, and then grasped the dagger in his right hand. In an instant, he rushed forward, like an invincible god of war.

Lu Xuan watched Wu Yang holding the dagger and slashing the monster's neck as easily as cutting tofu, and sticky blood spurted out.

Then Wu Yang grabbed a monster's arm with one hand and swung it, sweeping the monster's body across the area like a stick. As they fell to the ground one after another, Wu Yang threw the monster in his hand out again, instantly knocking the group of monsters close to Lu Xuan to the ground.

Lu Xuan discovered that Wu Yang was able to crush these monsters simply by relying on his strong physique. If it weren't for the fact that these monsters moved slowly in winter, there might really be trouble.

Those monsters that were not completely killed would crawl towards Wu Yang. Wu Yang felt that these things were very strange. They were obviously afraid before. Was it because the weather was too cold that froze their few brains?

While thinking, Wu Yang broke the neck of a monster, twisting its head almost 180 degrees, with the loose and elastic skin still connected to the hideous head.

Wu Yang simply grabbed the monster's body and used it as a weapon. He swung it and knocked the monster down hard. The monster fell to the ground with its body almost twisted and deformed, and some bones had pierced the skin and were exposed.

Lu Xuan's scalp tingled after seeing this, and he vaguely felt nauseous. He couldn't even bear to think that these things that looked like humans could make him sick. What if they were all humans...

How disgusting would that be?

"Are you okay?" Han Song asked with concern when he saw that Lu Xuan looked unwell.

Lu Xuan waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I just feel some stomach acid."

"I was a little scared watching this, and it's normal for you to be like this," Han Song said. "Not everyone is like him, able to easily crush so many monsters."

A monster would hardly survive more than ten seconds in his hands. Of course, it might struggle for a while before dying completely, but by then it had lost the ability to resist.

It seemed that Wu Yang's brutal killing method aroused the deep-seated fear of these monsters. After most of them died, they finally knew "fear".

"They are starting to retreat." Lu Xuan was surprised.

"How strange..." Han Song couldn't help but frown as he looked at the monster with a frightened look on his face.

Wu Yang snorted coldly, grabbed a relatively intact monster corpse on the ground and smashed it at the fleeing monster. There was a muffled sound mixed with the monster's painful roar, and with a "whoosh" the dagger pierced its head.

"That's a really ugly sound." Wu Yang said dissatisfiedly.

Lu Xuan couldn't help but admire Wu Yang's accuracy in throwing the flying knife, which was just like Xiao Li's Flying Dagger.

Suddenly, a monster that was thought to be dead suddenly started moving its limbs together. It opened its mouth full of sharp teeth and bit towards Lu Xuan at an astonishing speed.

Wu Yang was startled, and Han Song, who had relaxed his vigilance, did not react for a while. When the two thought Lu Xuan was about to be bitten, Lu Xuan dodged cleverly, and then kicked the monster's head hard into the snow. It struggled for a while and then completely died.

"Is he pretending to be dead?" Lu Xuan was shocked. "Luckily, I reacted quickly."

Wu Yang breathed a sigh of relief. He was too careless. After all, the ribs on the belly of the monster under Lu Xuan's feet were exposed. It looked like it was "dead" no matter how you looked at it.

"Are you okay?" Seeing the monster retreat, Wu Yang walked over and asked with concern.

"It's okay... You are really cool! So handsome. Can you teach me to this level?" Lu Xuan asked Wu Yang with starry eyes.

Wu Yang couldn't help but feel proud when suddenly praised: "That's almost impossible. I'm not an ordinary person, but I can teach you about fighting. Whether I'm good or not is your problem."

"Okay." Lu Xuan sighed, looking at the corpses at his feet and the corpses scattered around him, he looked at Wu Yang again.

His whole body was still clean, and he killed half of the monsters with thundering means without being caught or touched at all.

So handsome! Lu Xuan looked at Wu Yang’s tough face, and the more he looked, the more his heart started beating fast. The heart-pounding feeling was almost irresistible.

Admiration and love were tightly intertwined for a moment. Lu Xuan admired Wu Yang's invincible heroic spirit, and also admired his rough but delicate character.

"Wu Yang, what type of person do you like?" Lu Xuan suddenly asked.

Han Song was startled and his body stiffened. He looked at Lu Xuan and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Wu Yang looked at Lu Xuan. He didn't understand why Lu Xuan asked this, so he casually responded, "If I have to choose... I still prefer the kind that is a little delicate, the kind that can arouse the desire to protect. Of course, she has to be good-looking and have a good figure."

Lu Xuan was silent for a while after hearing this, and finally sighed as if relieved, "I'm so envious..."

"Huh? What? You still don't think you can find one? You have to choose those girls who prefer you and Han Song." Wu Yang said, "My type... hehe."

Han Song could tell who Lu Xuan was envious of.

It must be the helplessness of being disappointed in love... After all, if Lu Xuan told Wu Yang that he liked him... Han Song could imagine that horrifying and weird scene.

Han Song patted Lu Xuan's shoulder and said, "Let's roast some potatoes when we get home. I'll also get some of the wolf meat we had earlier."

"Hmm..." Lu Xuan was like a lost puppy, his whole body was listless.

Wu Yang was confused. He didn't understand why Lu Xuan's mood changed so quickly.

"Did I say something wrong?" Wu Yang asked with a frown. He couldn't understand it at all.

"It's okay." Lu Xuan handed Wu Yang's coat to Wu Yang.