There is no bonfire rising on the grassland, and naturally there will be no feeling of warmth.

In the darkness, a few snowflakes fell and landed on the faces of the two.

Somewhat cool.

If it were the monk in the distance, he might have realized a bit of Zen from the melting snow at his fingertips.

Meng'er stared at the blood and soil, they were upwind, according to Feng Xiaohan's statement, the target should be the wolves passing downwind.

Feng Xiaohan didn't pay much attention to it, yawned, turned over, and fell asleep with his sword in his arms.

Meng'er was a little annoyed, and she wanted to attract the wolves, so why did she let her guard down like this?

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It was late at night, and the cold wind was like a knife, cutting off several blades of grass.

The two of them were covered with animal skins, so that the cold wind would not penetrate the slightest. Meng'er wanted to watch the blood and soil all night, but her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she eventually dozed off.

The blood soil is arranged with rabbit blood and internal organs, the scope is not large, and after a long time, the blood is lost, and the blood is completely dry, and it will lose its effectiveness.

The two of them were still on the outskirts of the grassland, and they had walked for so long without finding any signs of wolves, and Feng Xiaohan did not dare to ensure that they would attract wolves.

Although he lay down and breathed evenly, he did not actually sleep.

If there's something walking through the bloodshed, he'll know.

The full moon slanted to the west, the stars and the moon were faintly dim, and a tall shadow appeared near the blood soil, looking at the blood and soil at his feet, and fell silent.

Then he looked into the distance......

Feng Xiaohan's heart froze, could it be that the grassland demon wolf is more powerful than that of the Savage Domain?

He slowly grasped the hilt of his sword, ready to draw his sword at any moment.

That gaze felt so real, and the consciousness contained in it was so tranquil that it was like a wooden stick hanging in front of his eyes.

This is not a wolf.

If the demon wolf can reach this point, it must be a big demon, at least to the extent of the pipa beast encountered in the ruins.

Giant monsters are rare in the human world, and if there really is a giant beast there, he will know about it.

That's a person,

And it's a master.

Because the direction of the blood and soil does not have any breath except for this gaze.

The robe glowed red in the dark night, like a torch, illuminating the surroundings.

The monk stood on the grassland, letting the cold wind caress his clothes, thinking that with such a heavy killing intent, he could still stick to his Dao heart, either a demon disciple or a hunter like Mo Qi.

Feeling that the person was leaving, Feng Xiaohan breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time was curious about the identity of the person.

His experience was too shallow to recognize it

Which sect does the gentle and quiet power in the Dao Divine Consciousness come from?

But one thing is certain, and that is that the other party has no malicious intent.

Otherwise, the man would not have just glanced at him from afar and left.

Feng Xiaohan didn't know what he had seen from the two of them, but it didn't matter.

Because the wolf is coming.

Shortly after the monk left, there was a slight tremor on the ground.

The interval between the two is extremely short, and it even gives the illusion that the wolf pack is the person.

The wolf's feet have meat pads, and they fall silently, and the snow wolf can step on the snow without a trace.

Landing silent just means that the sound is very thin and light, and it is not really silent. The fact that there is movement but can reach such a level shows the size of the wolf pack.

A low wheezing could be felt far away from the smell of the herd.

When that gaze fell here, Meng'er woke up, and her powerful divine sense didn't shock her, because it was too far from what she felt when she was usually at home.

The wolves were from far and near, and the tremor on the ground gradually became clear, and covered with wolf skin, I could still feel the wild killing intent in the cold wind.

The tallest shadow stepped forward and sniffed in front of the blood.

Wolves howled from the direction of the bloody soil, and their voices were full of anger, and they rushed here from a distance, and all they harvested was a piece of soil mixed with blood?

Feng Xiaohan lifted the corner of the wolf skin and took a deep breath.

His breath was faint, like a drop of water in a strong wind, lifted and about to be blown away, but the feeling of clarity and wetness was so clear. The wolf king and the wolves looked over there in unison, moving neatly, like grass pressed to one side by the wind at the same time.

There is prey!

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The stars and moon were obscured by a huge cloud, and the cold wind was even stronger, like a storm approaching.

Countless pairs of dark green candles are so oozing in the dark,

Here are their eyes.

A divine thought fell on Feng Xiaohan's body.

Meng'er was calm, she was a strong person in the Central Plains, and she could become a strong party in the Central Plains, and these wolves naturally couldn't help her.

She was worried about the stinky boy and the small tribe closest to here.

Ten Thousand Nights Heavenly Cultivation is limited, and he can't outrun those grassland demon wolves whose endurance is almost endless, Meng'er can leave with the grassland body method, but it is impossible to bring Feng Xiaohan with him.

Although the cultivation of the cave secluded realm is good, it is difficult to defeat four hands with two fists, and if you forcibly fight, you will only end up being overwhelmed by the herd.

Even with Meng'er, it is difficult for the two of them to kill the wolves.

Because they're steppe wolves,

It's not a despicable life like a greedy wolf, but only a crazy and arrogant battle death.

Such pride is more like stupidity in many cases, but stupidity is terrible for two steppe travelers.

Meng'er noticed that Wan Yetian did not have the slightest mood swing, and deliberately released that breath with a provocative meaning, so it was so clear in the dark, and her expression changed slightly.

Is this kid a fool, otherwise where would he get his confidence?

She had already made up her mind to drag this kid away later, fight and retreat, and adapt to the situation when the time came.

The grassland people are the most upright, and they will help the people of the Central Plains when they encounter difficulties, and they will not tolerate the death of people who appreciate them in front of them.

Wan Yetian is too genius, even if Meng'er is not that kind of person, he will not be allowed to die like this.

Although the demon wolf is stupid, it is compared to humans, and it does not mean that it lacks intelligence.

When the wolves were a hundred feet away from the two of them, with a low roar from the Demon Wolf King, the forwards divided into two teams and went to the left and right respectively.

Surrounded prey is the least likely to escape.

Meng'er was a little nervous, she had never been involved in the encirclement of wolves, and she rarely heard her father and brothers talk about such things, so she didn't know the habits of these murderous creatures.

She noticed that Feng Xiaohan still hadn't changed, and was even calmer.

I don't know if it was because of the influence of the other party, or because of the high realm, she quickly calmed down, and her Dao heart was clear and clear.

At this time, the wolves also completed the encirclement and marched towards the prey in the center of the circle.

Siege is a simple tactic, but very effective. Feng Xiaohan naturally knew this, but he was not afraid.

The clouds finally drifted by, and the bright moonlight fell,

Fell on two wolf skins.

The wolf king is the strongest in the group, and it is also the most intelligent existence, at this moment, it looked at the two wolf skins, and suddenly felt that the wind was a little cold tonight.

The two demon wolves lowered their bodies and approached the two of them respectively.

They twitched their noses and sniffed at the wolf's skin, finally catching a faint scent and then baring their sharp teeth.

This is a signal to attack.

These two vanguarded wolves will pounce on the hunter under the animal's skin, bite each other's throats, and use their bodies to suppress them.

The rest of their clan will pounce on them with the howl of the Wolf King.

At that moment, a hand stretched out from under the skin.

Just like that day, the demon beast snow wolf came to the cave, and this hand lifted the leather curtain.

At the same time, the other side lit up with a light, and there was a trace of domineering sword intent in the clear moonlight.

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