The wolf king had already gotten up and left the grassy slope, and when I was leaving, I hurriedly asked the second master: What legend?

The second master didn't say anything, only said: Where the wolf king is, there must be a treasure! Moreover, this wolf king has snow-white hair all over his body, which is not common in itself. The pen and fun pavilion www.biquge.info can be said to be rare, and it is estimated that it will take you to find something.

I hummed and quickly got on my horse. Riding my black high-headed horse, the clouds covered the snow, I chased after the wolf king.

The wolf king didn't run fast, and kept moving towards the west of the grassland, and I rode behind the silver wolf king on a dark cloud covered with snow, and just kept running forward.

On the endless prairie, under this starry night, the wolf king ran for more than twenty minutes in one breath before he stopped and roared at a dead tree.

Oh--!

The wolf king's head roared at the dead tree, and I thought it should have signaled me to look at the dead tree.

I looked around and thought the tree was weird, why was it? The vast savannah. In the scene of the wind blowing the grass and seeing the cattle and sheep, there is an extra tree.

A tree five or six meters high, this tree is like a plane tree, but it is by no means a plane tree, it has just begun autumn at this moment, the weather is not cold, but the leaves on this tree have already fallen off.

I dismounted and came to the tree. Reaching out and touching the trunk of the tree, I only felt that the trunk was very sticky, like a lot of sticky sap flowing from the canopy.

"It can't be a rubber tree, right?" I muttered, but how could a rubber tree grow here?

The wolf king ran over at this moment, stretched out his head to the position of the root of the tree, and kept roaring. I sniffed my fingers and felt that the sticky liquid was very fragrant, like milk.

I watched the wolf king keep yelling at the roots, but he didn't dare to touch the roots. I think what the wolf king wants to bring to me must be hidden in the roots.

Looking left and right, I pulled out the dagger from my waist and stuck it in the trunk of the tree, and with a bang, the blade sank into the trunk, but I didn't expect the trunk, which was thicker than a telephone pole, to be so fragile.

I pried the bark with all my might, then pulled out the dagger, thrust it in another place, and then pried the bark open.

Such a tree, which is thicker than an adult's thigh, was cut down from the roots by me in just ten minutes, and with a gentle breeze, it clicked and broke.

Since there were no branches and leaves in the canopy, there was not much noise when it landed, and there was not much wind noise, so I looked into the inside of the trunk, and obediently, the trunk turned out to be hollow.

And the inside of the trunk is blood-red, and the sap in the body of the tree is red, just like human blood!

When the wolf king saw that I had cut down the tree, he hurried over, stretched out his head, and hissed into the trunk of the tree, as if to show me what was in the trunk.

Because I was in a hurry, I didn't have any equipment, I didn't have a flashlight on my body, and the trunk seemed to be more than a foot deep into the ground, and I didn't dare to put my arm into it, what if it was a poisonous snake? If you bite me, it won't be a pity to die.

I took out my mobile phone, turned on the screen of my phone and shone it into the trunk, there was a black hole inside, and I faintly saw that in the deepest part of the trunk, there seemed to be something similar to a teapot buried, which was the ancient teapot, a bit like a purple clay pot.

Could it be that the Wolf King is taking me to find that thing?

I glanced at the wolf king, and he was lying next to me, staring at me all the time, as if encouraging me to get it.

I was brave enough to make sure there was no danger in the deepest part of the trunk, so I leaned over and reached into my arm, and as soon as I reached down my hand, I felt that something was wrong.

The deepest part of the trunk, the deeper the hand goes, the hotter it feels, and at first it feels like a fire in winter, quite warm.

As I stretched deeper and lower, it didn't feel right, as if my hand was getting closer and closer to the coal fire, and the skin on my hand was getting hotter and hotter, and before I could reach deeper, I quickly retracted my arm.

"Why is it so hot?" I shook my hand and kept dissipating heat, and when I looked at the wolf king, it looked like it had nothing to do with me.

I said, "Dude, what's in that teapot down there?"

In fact, it is a vain question to ask, just to relieve your embarrassment. At this moment, I looked at the deepest part of the trunk again, and I faintly felt that this teapot was not a dark red purple clay pot, but was burned into a dark red by high temperature, and I don't know what its original color was.

I couldn't waste too much time here, so I took off my shirt right now, wrapped my right hand, and quickly reached down, grabbed the little teapot, and quickly lifted it up.

In less than three seconds, my fingers hurt and I could barely grasp the teapot, but fortunately the teapot had been taken out of the trunk of the tree, and when I let go of my hand, it fell on the lawn.

I was completely shocked by what happened at this moment.

The grass near the teapot turned yellow and dried up at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, until finally the hay was almost on the verge of fire.

The moment the hay smoked, I quickly extinguished it with my clothes, and only after pulling out the grass around the teapot did I dare to take a breath.

"What's in this teapot?" I frowned and stared at the little teapot again.

At this moment, I took the teapot out of the trunk, and I could see its general shape. This is a teapot with a dragon head and a dragon tail, the water outlet is a dragon head, the teapot handle is the tail of a dragon, and the body of the teapot is carved with dragon patterns, which is very simple, like adobe firing.

Under the blowing of the night breeze, the teapot gradually exuded its temperature and gradually returned to its original color.

The color of blackness!

The wolf king screamed at the teapot, as if to ask me to open the lid of the teapot, and after opening it, I saw that the teapot was black, and I didn't know what was inside.

In the teapot, it actually contained... Pretended... a... Loach?

My eyes almost fell to the ground, and at this moment I wanted to lie on the mouth of the teapot to look, the light shining from the mobile phone screen made me see clearly, there was half a pot of water in the teapot the size of an adult's fist, and a black loach was swimming in the water.

This... Isn't that?

After a lot of hard work, I got a teapot that burned my hands, but when I lifted the lid of the pot, I saw that there was only a loach in it? I think even putting a hundred dollars can soothe my fragile little heart, right?

At this moment, the wolf king roared softly at me, as if motioning for me to eat the contents of this teapot.

I said, "Big brother, you're not mistaken, are you?" Eating a loach raw? It's nothing, but it's a little unbearable, right? Department of Le Cai.

Eat raw seafood or something, I've tried it, it's actually nothing, but a loach that you dig out casually, can you eat it indiscriminately?

The wolf king stretched out his paw and touched the teapot, and yelled at me again, this time a little urgently, as if urging me to hurry up.

As soon as I touched the teapot, it was indeed a little cold, and I wanted to eat it, I saved the wolf king's child, the wolf king would not harm me, even if it didn't help, it would not be possible to die, right?

After thinking about it, I picked up the teapot and drank the water in the teapot in one gulp while the residual temperature was still there, and before I could chew two mouthfuls of the loach into my mouth, it slid down my throat and into my stomach with a plop.

No way!

I pinched my neck, and even felt the loach start to wriggle in my stomach, I wanted to vomit, but I couldn't, and the wolf king kept roaring, as if to signal me not to move, not to be afraid.

I was about to hurt him, when suddenly there was a violent burning sensation on my back and chest, which was the same as the feeling I felt when I first touched the purple clay pot, and the more my skin burned, the more painful it became, and in the end, I couldn't help but quickly tear off my shirt and bare my back on this vast prairie.

The cold wind in the middle of the night blew on my body, but it did not have the slightest cooling effect, I felt that my internal organs were about to be burned, my face gushed out beads of sweat the size of beans, my eyes widened, half kneeling and half crawling on the ground, my mouth was wide open, I was about to lose it.

My chest started to hurt, like someone was scalding my skin with a red-hot soldering iron, and when I looked down at my chest, I was horrified!