Rebirth of Japanese Wolf Legacy

"I have been clearly waiting for eight years, why is this like this ... Do you forget our agreement?"

"I won't let you die, it will never ..."

"Trust me……"

When you recover your awareness, you will see the sound of the engraving knife.

The sound of Shasha seems to be the mourning of the wood.

Washali is looking into the eyes, shabling the top of the wooden house, in the eye, floating the decayed wood flavor, the candle is warm.

......

"Hey, you woke up, it seems that you shouldn't stand." A magnetic sound rang with a hoarse voice.

Washali looked at the brain of the dizziness, and the grass is sitting.

"Here is ..." He looked at everything that was familiar with it, as if he remembered, slammed his eyes.

"Here is a shabby temple, boy."

Chapter 2: Written Temple

"Written temple?"

Wilderness, I can't believe my ear, but everything in front is so real, including this in front of this carving ... Middle-aged people?

But in the eyes of the desertichuan, this middle-aged person makes him feel familiar, there is an older sense.

When I saw the left arm missing the middle-aged, the desertation finally remembered.

"Are you a wolf?" He said surprised.

When I heard this, the middle-aged man stopped the movements in the hand, the carvings stopped, leaving only the winds blown in four sheds.

He slowly looked up, empty left sleeves dance with the cold wind that came in the wall: "I have already gone this name for a long time, where did you know, is it a lot of people? Also too young. "

Wilderness is hesitating, and it is not to say his identity.

But in front of this person is no doubt is the protagonist in "Wolf: Feids".

He looks more than a year than the game, wearing a broken monk, giving birth to the white hair, the face of Hu, the eyebrows revealed a decadence, but still dare not underestimation.

Defeat the string, kill the lion, the squid sword, the war, the cherry dragon ...

Wilderness looks very clearly how horror exists in front of this, even if the wolf has no arms, there is no arms of the arms, and the desertion is also convinced that the other party can kill themselves between the instant.

Although the guests have a certain fighting skill, it is a lack of exercise in the abandonment, and the physical fit is also white.

"Wolf" has four endings, respectively: Shura ending, disconnecting unsuccessful ending, suicide ending and dragon return.

Nowadays, the wolf has been in a year, but still sitting in the old monasteries, incarnation as a Buddha carvist, he should have completed the end of the unsatisfactory, and cut the power of the dragon. This is said that the emperor has died.

The wolf saw that there was no reaction to the desertion, and the head was low, and the Buddha statue was carved with the right hand.

"Don't talk? Also, since you wake up, let's go, but you are also your freedom."

Looking up at the abroad, come to the old temple, the ghost Buddha is going forward, this is a place where a broken bridge is covered, but it is shrouded a layer of dense fog.

He tried to touch the fog with his hand, and found that it was not in the past, and the front image was covered with a thick layer of gel, with slight flexibility, but wanted to break through that layer of gel is an idiotic dream.

"Is it traversed after crossing?"

Leave a series of footprints on the snow, and the desert is expected to call out a white gas. Some I don't know how it is good. After the death, I suddenly came to the world of the wolf?

Although he is still very happy to live this, he really wants to go back.

There is a murderer who wandered at night in Tokyo, it must take it out, otherwise it may endanger your family.

Although not a guest's biological parents, he is very good for the inheritance of the original master's memory. He doesn't want the next enemy to be a person.

Just as he turned around and prepared to return to the shabby temple. Detailed in detail, but found that the wolf was standing behind himself.

"Give you."

He handed over an old reel.

"this is……"

The desertichuan is a little missed, he did not see this scroll in "Wolf".

"I saw it in your eyes." The voice of the wolf is low, "this scroll is what I wrote, it is written, but it is just that the foreman is copied by my own way ... I I don't use it, take it. "

Washali hopes that both hands are restacked, open, and only feel that the above drawings and words are generally swim from the reels, drilling into their minds.

[You have got a wolf's battle memory:

Only the fighting experience of the wolf, with the ghost Buddha to sit, straightforward memory, can strengthen their physical fitness and ability]

"I got a wolf battle memory?"

Washali looked up, but found that the wolf was not in place, and the tranquil carving sound came from the shabby temple.

There is a ghost Buddha on the snow in the door of the old monastery.

The desertichuan is looking for the ghost Buddha, sitting on the legs, and the mind has emerged in the various sizes of the Wolf.

Mrs. Butterfly, righteous, seven guns, lion , name ... These wonderful battles have been deeply engraved into the mind of the deserton.

This feeling is like a wonderful, he feels that he seems to be immersive, closely observed the remedies when wolf injured, the timing of the trick, the opponent gap of the opponent, and the use of all kinds of stunts ...

The blue flames on the ghost Buddha linger around the desertichuan, I don't know if his physique is quietly changed.

Although it feels some uncomfortable, he will never affect his attention.

He also gains the wolf and the opponent's confrontation, every mistake, feeling, digestive, body or even moved with the wolf in memory, and forgot the flow of time.

"Hey, it is quite awareness, I have also had ... I want to protect people."

Looking up, I looked at the desertichuan in the hospital, and the wolf was again low, carved the face of the Buddha statue, swaying the candlelight of his lonely figure on the broken wall.

When I went back from this battle memory, the sky was already dark, the moonlight in the sky was sprinkled in the snow in front of the hospital, and some cool.

He got up and took a step, but suddenly found something you kicked.

That is a long wooden box, and the desertichuan is careful to open, and it is a knife in it, "wedge pill".

The knife is quaint, with a slight radians, the desertichuan louder this knife, feeling this knife and cold touch and warm wish.