Peng Jing's face turned pale with fright, but she didn't dare make a sound. She could only stick closely behind Gu Qingheng, as he had the best skills among them.
The smoke from the torches continued to linger, but the wolves were clever. Upon noticing that one of their own had fallen, they quickly avoided the direction the smoke drifted toward.
The medicinal power of the torches couldn't last forever. After a quarter of an hour, they became merely a source of illumination.
The wolves were numerous. For every one that fell, another immediately charged forward. Human stamina, however, was limited. Although the water provided by Xiaohei had alleviated their fatigue somewhat, the group had already been exhausted after several days of struggle, and everyone began to feel their stamina waning.
Shadow Five and Nangong Xun suffered even more. Nangong Xun was caught off guard and bitten on the arm by a wolf, a chunk of flesh cruelly torn away.
