Warwick himself did not expect that someone would be caught and hung upside down.

He was born to be the king of wolves, though not the feat of standing on a cliff for the animals of the entire plateau to look up to. But he relied on his own momentum and ruthlessness, and it seems that he has regarded himself as the wolf king since he was sensible.

Unexpectedly, the way he died was to be roasted and eaten.

In fact, for Warwick, the wolf is inherently dead, and it always has to die, and the best situation is that you can choose a way to die, but it doesn't matter if you can't choose, the highland wolf clan will always have a legend about a wolf who is too old but is as strong as a cow.

What Warwick couldn't accept the most was that the wolves he brought down from the plateau were all here, and they had become the meat in the belly of these savages, and the stupid ornaments around their necks.

Yes, the necks, each of which looked so delicious to Warwick, must have been crunchy to bite into. Then the bubbling blood would pour down his throat and moisten his dry throat.

But now Warwick can't do anything, and Mu Bing and Ying Rong are also knocked unconscious and locked in cages. Supposedly, human flesh was supposed to be better than wolf meat—something Warwick had experienced firsthand—but the wild men seemed to have little interest in human flesh.

Even judging from the aesthetics of wolves, Ying Rong should be regarded as a first-class woman, and these savages did not take turns to mate with Ying Rong. Warwick thought it was strange, but what he should be more worried about now was his own situation.

"Mu Bing! Mu Bing!" One person and one wolf have the same mind, and now Warwick can only rely on Mu Bing.

Although he lost his right arm, it did not affect his fusion with Warri. As for the cage where Mu Bing was kept, in the eyes of the Wolf King, it was exactly the same as a decoration.

Mu Bing woke up slowly, it had been some time since the wild man knocked them out, and as soon as Warwick called, Mu Bing woke up.

"Don't open your eyes!" Warwick didn't know what the wildlings would do when they saw Mu Bing wake up, so he couldn't take this risk.

For Warwick, Mu Bing still holds an almost blind trust.

"Where are we? It's so noisy here!" asked Warwick.

"Savage's Den. ”

Warwick could feel that Mu Bing's heart was tightly closed, and he had to say comfort: "They have no hostility towards you and Ying Rong now, as long as you don't wake up, this state will continue." ”

"Okay. ”

Mu Bing also knew the seriousness of the matter, if this was not handled properly, it would kill someone.

"We're looking for an opportunity to merge, you're going to give me complete control of your body, I'm getting acquainted with the environment. ”

"What should Ying Rong do?"

"They won't hurt her. Warwick steadfastly.

This inexplicable tribe of savages must be managed by someone, and this person doesn't do whatever he wants like those savages. It can be seen that Chong Yingrong was not turned around by these savages for the first time.

And more than one wild rao eyes are always staring at Ying Rong, but the deepest part of their eyes is full of jealousy, which is obviously the credit of that manager.

"But we still have to rescue Miss Ying Rong!"

The meaning of Wo Li is very clear, he wants to give up Ying Rong. But Mu Bing is such a bad person, he doesn't think about the situation at all, he just wants to save everyone.

"You only have one hand, who have you saved?" The wolf clan has never been willing to give up their companions, and Warwick is also very uncomfortable with this decision.

Mu Bing was silent for a long time.

"We'll come back to save Miss Ying Rong, right?"

"As long as she's alive!" Warwick gritted his teeth, the gentleman took revenge, ten years is not too late!

"And what if she dies?" The longer Mu Bing spent with Warwick, the more wolf nature in his body became, so he became more and more accustomed to thinking in the way of the wolf clan.

Mu Bing knew what the two of them should do if Ying Rong died, she just wanted to hear a promise from Volley.

"Then we'll bury them all!" Warwick gritted his teeth.

Even if the two of them can't let the entire savage tribe accompany Ying Rong to the funeral, don't forget that behind Ying Rong, it is the emperor of Changxia - Qiangu Tuo.

For a nation, this tribe is like a feather attached to it.

"Always ready to integrate. Warwick said the last word.

The savages suddenly fell silent, and they all turned their heads to look at the high platform of the tribe, and then knelt down, as if they wanted to worship the gods.

I saw a person slowly walking out of the high platform and standing in front of the high platform. The man was dressed in a dark green robe, and it looked as if he was going to be one with the whole forest.

"The chief is here. Warwick reminded him.

The chief wore a crown made of twigs and cloth on his head, and he was seen without saying a word on the high platform with his arms outstretched, like a king under his eyes.

The savages below stood up and muttered something that Warwick didn't understand, but probably some praise to the chief, to praise the gods, or something like that.

A strange syllable came out of the chief's throat, and Noye received the command, and happily came to the side of the Wori Knock, and the four of them together carried the wooden stick tied to the Wori Knock, and slowly moved towards the middle of the tribe.

Out of the crowd stood another man, holding a butcher's knife in his hand.

You don't have to think about it to know that this is to kill the wolf and skin it, and then eat the meat.

The wild people gradually gathered together, and every wild man did not want to miss this grand ceremony. Looking at the physique, you can know that this is the leader of those uninvited guests, the king of the wolf clan. As long as this wolf dies, it means that this battle between wild men and wild wolves is over.

Although the wildlings also lost some of their combat power, the wildlings still won.

Checkmate!

Warwick didn't struggle, and let them carry him as if he had resigned himself to it, ready to be delivered to the Savage Butcher's hands, where he would cut his throat and skin it......

I don't know if it's an illusion or because of what, but carrying the four savages on his shoulders felt that his originally extremely heavy shoulders seemed to be a little lighter.

After giving up, the wolf's guts are no longer in his body?

......

There was a sudden loud noise on the other side of the cage, Mu Bing felt strange that such a sound did not make Ying Rong wake up, could it be that she was drugged in some way, so the savage would think that she was not a threat at all?

It's a pity that Ying Rong is not a threat, Mu Bing, who has lost an arm, is now the biggest threat to all of them!

Warwick didn't bother to snatch his body back first, but used Mu Bing's body to rush towards the wolf's fangs.

Luckily, the wolf's teeth are not far from them!

The soul blade was handed, and that magical sense of connection spread throughout Warwick and Mu Bing's bodies......