This kid, judging from his appearance alone, is definitely a good boy with clear eyebrows.

It's a pity that his mood has changed too much, and he is a little ruthless and unjust.

Seeing that he was trembling with fright, he should be afraid that Xiao Yu would retaliate on the spot and then kill him, right?

To be honest, if it were someone else in Xiao Yu's original organization, he would never leave any more alive, so as not to leak his whereabouts again.

However, Xiao Yu couldn't do anything. Whether it's the black-clothed general who still has a bit of arrogance after his leg is broken, or the young man who is trembling with fright.

Three days of peaceful life were enough for Xiao Yu to ignore a lot at once, and at the same time forget a lot.

Therefore, Xiao Yu just put away the short knife, carried the light skill, and flew into the dense mountains and forests.

The night is getting darker, and the dense forest is already a black oppression.

Relying on the fact that he had been wandering around here for the past few days and was familiar with the path here, Xiao Yu quickly found a cave where he could hide.

Picking up a large pile of dead branches and finding a fire fold from the baggage, Xiao Yu quickly gathered a fire in the small cave.

The fire was blazing, and the pine branches were "crackling" and burning, emitting bursts of good fragrance.

However, facing the fire alone, Xiao Yu's mood became more and more depressed.

During the day, in order for her family to escape smoothly, she injured so many soldiers, which made her disgusting enough.

The point is that it's dinner time, she is still alone, Gu Ying is self-pitying, hungry, and she doesn't even have dinner.

It's so late, no matter how bold Xiao Yu is, he doesn't dare to go out alone to forage for food.

I can only be so hungry.

In the end, I am still convinced, no matter who a person is, no matter how high or low his strength value is, and how wise he is, he still belongs to the social creature after all.

The loneliness of a person who is alone for a long time can overwhelm and crush any strong-willed person.

Outside the cave, there was no moonlight, and it was pitch black everywhere.

Xiao Yu let out a long sigh and added a thick pine branch to the fire.

Fortunately, I have a fire to roast.

Alone in the cave, Xiao Yu was afraid that a wild beast would attack at night, so he didn't dare to go to sleep, so he could only sit by the fire with his legs in his arms, and when he was sleepy, he squinted his eyes and quietly took a nap.

In this way, he lasted until midnight, when Xiao Yu was suddenly awakened by a sharp wolf howl.

Suddenly opened his eyes, Xiao Yu found that the fire he was guarding didn't know when it started, the branches were about to burn out, and the flames were gradually dimming.

About two or three meters away from him, it turned out to be a large group of wolves surrounded by dense crowds.

In the night of Momo, those pairs of blue wolf eyes are as many as fireflies by the river on a summer night, densely packed and stretching for miles.

A thick wolf breath rushed straight to the nasal cavity.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but be shocked, feeling that a dense layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out behind his home.

Hurriedly took some dead branches and gathered the fire little by little.

When pulling the branches, a big green wolf closest to Xiao Yu pounced on it with a mouthful of fangs.

Xiao Yu didn't dare to slack off, pulled out the short knife, leaned back, and quickly slashed at the wolf's stomach with the light of the crumbling bonfire.

The sharp blade cut through the wolf's belly at once, and the wolf howled and fell to the ground and died instantly.

The warm wolf blood immediately splashed Xiao Yu's body.

Xiao Yu gritted his teeth, cut off a wolf leg with a knife, and threw it in the fire to roast.

He threw the filthy wolf corpse far away into the wolves.

The wolves who were eyeing each other suddenly had a lot of commotion.

After a series of wolf howls, the wolves that were originally approaching the fire also seemed to have a little timidity and retreated slightly.