Chapter Seventy-Four: Here Comes the Wolf
Roaring the world deliberately teased: "Little doll, why did you ask me if I was hungry just now? Hehe! I was hungry for a long time, and I thought you were willing to kill this fox." β
The rotten head pried the tight wood with an iron rod, and said in a milky voice: "You just said that a wolf is coming? Why don't you roast it, the store always remembers my dog." β
The world is speechless. After a while, he said: "Child, this dog is easy to catch, but the wolf is different, it is very fierce, especially since it has cultivated to an adult, and its cultivation is amazing." It's just that the temporary combat power of my Shaoyin three meridians is no different from that of a wolf, if it wants to recover its cultivation, it must eat my inner pill, and he is coming at me, so after it pounces, you will run immediately. β
The rotten head ignored his bitter admonition, put the little fox behind him, and then looked at him, probably afraid that he would suddenly come and snatch the snow-white fox that he was happy about. Inexplicably, he said: "How long is it before the wolf comes." β
"In my experience, it's probably less than half an hour. β
The rotten head said: "Is the wolf meat delicious?"
Roaring the world: "What's the use of being delicious." We quickly became its meal. If you're afraid, just do what I just said. β
The rotten head swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked, "How big are its legs, and are they fat?"
With a wry smile, he yelled at the world to pick a piece of wood from the fire to satisfy him, and said, "It's probably so big and fat." Roaring the world to see that there was no fear on his face, it was conceivable that this stupid baby didn't know what death was, and he couldn't help but feel sour. What made the world even more ridiculous was that the stingy little ghost who hugged the fox began to grab the iron rod that had just been placed in the fire, and he held the iron rod with a pair of small hands, and inserted it vertically into the center of the wooden board where he was sitting. The sound of "swish" continued, and the white air rose, and the pot lid was burned through a big hole, and then put it in the fire, and after a while, it was dragged out again, and a big hole was scalded towards the middle plank, and the hole was eaten in half with the previous one. And so on and so forth.
Roaring the world smiled lightly, and said for no reason: "It's not fun." β
The rotten head said: "It's fun." β
After roaring the world and waiting for him to finish playing, he immediately thought that this hot iron rod was very lethal, and it was very suitable for use as a weapon, with a weapon in hand to make up for the defects of his right arm and improve his combat effectiveness. Thinking of this, he immediately stepped forward and wanted to put the iron rod in the fire to burn red, and said, "Hey, it's just right to use this to deal with the White Wolf King, baby, stop playing, give it to me." β
The rotten head said, "Wait a while, I haven't played enough." β
There is a kind of desire to cry without tears in the world, and it is his style to go up and grab children's things, and he is so anxious. Besides, this thing has no blade but has the ability to burn, and it is a little unconfident to deal with the Scarlet Wolf King. What made him cry even more was that the little boy stepped over one of the panels that sealed the door below, and took the iron rod with him. What made him most devastated was that this little ghost was not afraid of the appearance of the so-called White Wolf King, and actually shoveled sand outside with an iron rod that he had worked so hard to drag.
Only then did he know what it meant that a newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and hurriedly shouted: "Baby, I don't want your iron rod, you come back quickly!" He also went out and looked around, the white wolf king who fought mightily had not yet come.
As soon as he picked up this playful child, he cried and made trouble, so he had to let him play with the sand and pile the soil, because he was sure that the wolf would return to the house at this time, and he would no longer drag him back to the house.
The perennial humidity here is serious, which leads to the loss of this family, and also causes this piece of land to be relatively loose, very easy to dig, and the rotten head quickly digs a circle of more than three feet in diameter that is not very round, and the depth is almost three feet high.
The rotten head returned the iron rod to the roaring world, stepped back to the grass hut and took out the lid of the pot, and collected some hay on the ground.
Roaring the world watched him work for a while, behaved strangely, picked up the little fox, and then squatted into the pit that had just been dug three feet long, stretched his hand out of the ground, pulled the wooden board that was placed next to him to cover the hay, and then slowly pulled closer, covering all his body and the pit completely.
Only then did he realize that he was afraid of the wolf and hid, and he also played a clever trick to burn a hole in the middle of the plank to keep the air so as not to suffocate to death. Knowing what he meant, he smiled and walked towards the house. Just as he was about to step on the threshold, the wolf roared not far away, and the long sound echoed throughout the valley, and at the same time made his experienced hunter's heart tremble. Because he knew that his injured right hand had become a burden and could no longer compete with the wolf.
"Woooo
Under the night moon, the wind is high and the sky is high, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and there is a wolf with white fur standing in a small col in front of it, with silver hooks on its claws and two rows of fangs, and it is as clear as thunder and lightning and suddenly rushes towards the roaring world.
Roaring the world saw that it was the White Wolf King who dared to underestimate the enemy, and directly picked up the iron rod and smashed it on the head, but unexpectedly, the lightning-like enemy was hard to suffer the blow, the claws were fierce and clawed, and the fangs were bullied and bitten wildly. The roaring world was originally at a disadvantage, and the White Wolf King's sudden injury exchange effect was very good, biting his left shoulder, holding on to death, holding down his body with his paws, and basically controlling him.
Roaring the world knew that the situation was very good, and his right hand was difficult to move, and his left hand was bitten by the wolf's fangs on the shoulder, so he could not exert his strength. With the determination to die, he lifted his legs, arched the waist of his body, like a shrimp, and clamped the wolf's waist with his big arms and legs, and because of all his strength, the body of the white wolf king was crushed a lot. At the same time, the menacing wolf king, who had the advantage of winning the game, suffered a lot of pain, and the teeth on his head bit into the bones of the fat flesh, and he was angry and crazy and pulled the enemy's shoulders to death. Roaring the world, who was already in danger, endured the great pain brought by his body, but he still couldn't help but react by himself, screaming, and tearing his heart out. The bloodied hunter of the Scar Clan lying on the ground deserves to be a prey for a living, and in this situation of panic and panic, he did not lose his usual reason and exert great resistance to himself, his two rough and powerful legs have been clamped on the wolf's waist, no matter how hard he tries, the wolf king still bites. The pale roar of the world with blood all over the ground thought to himself: "If you continue like this, you will definitely be consumed by it." β
When a man and a wolf were about to stalemate under the moon, suddenly a small animal made a whining sound. The sound was not loud, and it could be heard very clearly in the silence of the night,
Panting and roaring, when I heard this sound, I already knew in my mind that it was from a fox. The stunned roaring world panicked in his heart, afraid that he would not be able to consume the wolf king or that he would already lose the game now. He lived up to his status as a hunter, his brain was hot, he was in a hurry, and he let out a loud howl that shook the earth. Then he gritted his teeth and swallowed the pain hard, leaving it in the bones of his shoulders and holding back, and the only body part that counterattacked used all his strength to hold the wolf's waist The big arms and legs quickly raised, and the four-legged support of the Scarlet Wolf King suddenly left the ground.
"Run!" shouted the roar to the place where the voice had started.
As a result, the wolf king's four legs lost their only pillar, and the pulling and frantic tearing of his body could not be exerted directly.
The white wolf king is the king of the wolf clan, his IQ is not low, he knows that the other party can't afford the passage of time, as long as he holds each other for half a moment, he will definitely bleed too much and die.
Roaring the world with half of his face sideways, seeing that there was no movement over there, this stupid boy showed no signs of getting up and holding the little fox and leaving. He was anxious and worried, if he lost his life to the wolf's teeth and broke his body into the wolf's belly, he didn't have to think that the stubborn and naΓ―ve child would be more than lucky, and the wolf would not be able to eat one person.
At this moment, the roaring world understands that even if the whole world roars, it will not move the people who are squatting in the pit and covering themselves. Therefore, it seems that he is not fighting for his own life, so he frantically launches an attack that ends in the same end. The legs threw the wolf king's body to the left, and it thundered violently.
The Wolf King was still biting his shoulder.
The roaring world and the wolf king are both sideways.
The left leg was pressed and roared to the world and suddenly let go of the clamp of the right leg, lifted the free right leg to the chest, and quickly used his knee to slap the wolf king's head, with great strength, and hit the wolf's head by an inch, but the wolf king still did not change his original intention, and there was a bit of stubbornness of the king who was not afraid of hardships and difficulties.
Seeing that there was no turning point, Roaring the world still didn't let go, so he tried to tighten his legs in all directions, and hugged the wolf king together, without waiting for the wolf king to react, Roaring the world turned over and turned over directly, and then saw a big pine tree in front of him, and silently seemed to understand something, regardless of the pain caused by the huge crack in the wound caused by the rolling, he hit the pine tree fiercely. He calculated in his heart that he was hugging the wolf and rolling there, and it was just the wolf's body that touched the pine tree, so he desperately opened the way, and with each blow, he retreated, and repeated the old trick after a distance, back and forth dozens of times. The wolf king is tied to his big body, and he has no dominance, so he is allowed to hit. In the end, the wolf king made a wise and reliable decision, and immediately bit down on the weak and bullying neck of the roaring world.
When it opened its mouth and was ready to strike a fatal blow, it roared the world with its left leg against the stem of a tree, and its right hand endured a great pain to block its neck, borrowing the power of its neck and left leg against the tree, its body quickly rotated half a circle, suddenly turned over, and climbed up like a desperate escape towards the pine tree next to it.
He was exhausted, his blood was flowing, and his breath was dying, so he sent out the last counterattack, and it was also a reluctant time to overuse his life force.
The wolf king sniffed the blood on the ground, and his sparkling and greedy eyes never left the person on the tree who had just fought for life and death. The wolf king did not go crazy and hurriedly turn around the pine tree, but "whined" twice to the scarred people above, as if to say, "You can't escape." Stubborn resistance can't change your endgame, I'll just wait below, waiting for you to slowly bleed to death. β
Suddenly, the whispering helplessness of a cry for help came from the south.
Roaring the world's eyes widened, cold sweat broke out, only to see the wolf king ignore his plate of Chinese food, and slowly approached the pit on the side of the fox child.
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