The wolf king woke up, and the wolves trembled.

It wasn't just the wolves that trembled, but Pique trembled as he looked at the lantern-like green eyes.

As the only outlier in the cave, Pique had the consciousness of being killed at any time, and as he watched the huge body approach step by step, Pique only felt the air around him freeze.

Its hind legs were drenched in blood, but it didn't affect its footsteps, and the Timberwolf's bloody nature was on full display.

The spear stuck in his back swayed behind him as he walked, glowing with metallic silver.

As the wolf king moved, the other timber wolves all retreated to three meters away.

The wolf king looked around, and the surrounding timber wolves didn't dare to look at it at all, and finally, the wolf king moved his gaze back to Peake and walked towards him.

"That!wait!"

Peake looked at the wolf in front of him and quickly said, "Maybe you should explain." ”

What makes Pique desperate is that the head wolf doesn't even look at him!

But the river is only halfway crossed, and the wolf king still has a spear on his back that has not been drawn.

Peake looked at the green eyes that were getting closer, and there was a hint of rage and anger in them.

Finally, the wolf king walked up to him, and the bleeding hind legs were dripping with blood and scattered all over the ground.

The wolf king slowly lowered his head and lowered his head to the same height as Pique, only to see that Pique's entire body was not as big as the wolf king's head!

From the wolf king, Peake smelled a terrifying smell, and although it had been silent, Peake only felt the howls of countless beasts around him.

It's a kind of suppression that comes from blood, like a cat and a mouse, a weasel and a chicken.

Looking at the two green eyes as big as his head, Pique was ready to make a final struggle.

"I know you can understand me, I'm saving you!"

"It was the slightly larger timberwolf who brought me here, and I guided them to the Vine and the Vine, the powder of the sap of the two plants that can be used to heal your wounds. ”

Peake took out the powder that had been ground overnight and explained it vigorously, not daring to say a single word

The Wolf King glanced back at his hind legs, then turned his head to stare at Pique, the meaning flowing from his dark green eyes was thought-provoking.

"Perhaps, you should give me a chance to try to pull out the gun from your back. ”

The wolf king's green eyes blinked, and the hot air from his nose sprayed on Pique's face.

Peake only felt that time was passing so slowly at this time, the air seemed to begin to freeze, and in absolute silence, he heard the sound of his heart pounding.

"Agreed?"

The wolf king returned to the foot of the wall alone, sat down silently, and then licked his bleeding hind legs.

Miraculously, after the hind leg was licked by him, it stopped bleeding, and its saliva should have the effect of stopping bleeding.

"This is a medicine for trauma. Peake cautiously approached and showed the Wolf King the autonomous medicine he had ground last night, "Try it?"

The wolf king did not react, and looked at him indifferently.

Pique was embarrassed and looked at the other timberwolves, only to see that none of them dared to look in this direction......

"Well, if you don't speak, I'll take your consent and I'll start. ”

If you don't want to be torn apart and bitten to death, then do something. Peake comforted himself with this.

When applying the medicine, Pique found that his hands couldn't help but tremble, and he couldn't restrain himself.

The wolf king's hair was not as hard as it looked, and upon touch, Peake found it as soft as the hair of a normal domestic dog.

"It's done, those are golden flowers, it will relieve your pain. ”

The wolf king is surrounded by golden flowers, and it seems to be wondering where these golden flowers come from, and Peake explained: "The fragrance of this flower also has the effect of healing injuries, but they will dissipate when they see the sun, and after picking them, they can not be stored for a long time, so it is best to pull out the spear from your back now, otherwise when the golden flowers wither, you may be in unbearable pain." ”

Peake looked at the three timberwolves who had helped him draw their guns together, and motioned for them to come over.

They squirmed, and when they saw that the wolf king had woken up, they didn't seem to dare to come any closer.

Pique wondered in his heart, why the Timberwolves and the Wolf King were so estranged, as if they didn't know each other, no matter how Pique urged them, they were unwilling to move.

In the end, the wolf himself came over and bit the rattan on Pique's waist.

"You still have injuries on your legs. Peake reminded the head wolf. "You can drive the other Timberwolves to do this, like you did just now. ”

The wolf bit the rattan on Pique's body, indifferent.

"Okay, when I'm ready, remember, when I count to three, we'll push together, and I think you'll be able to understand. ”

Peake recalled the previous time when the three wolves helped him, and thought that the average timberwolf didn't seem to fully understand him, and only this one wolf could.

With the help of a wolf, Pique was much more relieved, he turned to the wolf king, and said, "If you're ready, let's get started." ”

The wolf king prostrate there, slowly turning, exposing his back in front of him.

The meaning is self-explanatory.

Pique stepped on its other, uninjured hind leg, climbed onto its back, and slowly stood up.

Gently gripping the silver spear, he told himself in his heart to be calm and not to make mistakes.

The spear was cold in his hand, and it was not good to stand on the wolf king, so he tore off a corner of his clothes and tied it to the barrel of the gun to increase friction and prevent him from getting out of his hands for a while.

"I'm ready, what about you?" said to the head wolf behind him.

Of course, the head wolf will not speak in response, and it is a huge force that responds to him!

Poof!

The spear flew out of the wolf king's body, and Pique was dragged into the air by the wolf.

In mid-air, Peake closed his eyes and hugged his head, thinking to himself, just don't hit the wall and break his brain.

Then, before he could hit the ground, he felt a soft force supporting his waist.

Peake opened his eyes, and the wolf king's two lantern-sized green pupils were close at hand.

It was the wolf king who dragged him with his front paws.

Unlike the first time he pulled out his spear, the wolf king who came to his senses did not make any sound during the process of drawing his spear.

I don't know if it's the effect of the golden fragrant flower, or if the wolf king directly endured the severe pain.

If it was the latter, I couldn't imagine what kind of will this wolf king had.

Peake was slowly put down by the wolf king, he watched the blood on the wolf king's back gurgling, and quickly climbed to the back of the timberwolf, and used herbs to stop the bleeding.

If the injury is elsewhere, the wolf king can lick it a few times and stop the bleeding with its magical saliva, but it can't lick the back.

After Pique applied the herbs to its back, the bleeding finally stopped.

Getting off the Timberwolf's body, he hesitated and said, "Well, I should be able to go......"