Feixiao "General"

There is a metallic smell of blood and unrest in the air. "Neergul..." He gently pats his trembling partner, "I smell it... A chance for freedom. Tonight is the night." "Saran, the bodies of the three fox slaves who tried to escape are still hanging from the gates..." "No, tonight is different." He looks up and looks into the distance as a giant light slowly crosses the sky. "Tonight, there will be shooting stars." He takes his friend's hand in his, "It's okay. Just keep looking forward and don't look back." Under the cold and bright light of the shooting stars, two delicate silhouettes raced across the vast plains. The bloody air slapped against their faces, and the wolves' chilling howls continuously stirred the fear buried deep within their blood. However, he never doubted that the wolf pack would chase after him. As long as they wished for the “shooting star,” it would shine upon them. If they only chased that light in the sky, they would reach the distant place. As they continued to run with all their might, the light seemed to be getting closer and closer. This was not a “shooting star.” It was a woman who could fly. She called herself the General of Xianzhou Yaoqing. Her name was Yueyu. In the distance, a military force he had never seen before was rushing behind him, while countless arrows rained down on the pursuing Borisin. "Look, Neergul! The shooting star has granted our wish!" he shouted joyfully, not once looking back. He did not see this "shooting star" fall to the ground, and everything was silenced.