Many of the trees were bare like the stripped hemp, lying in the grass by the river of the Qingque tribe.

The earth is yellow.

Among these withered yellows, there are occasional cyan dews, and there are always some frost-tolerant grasses, where the wind and frost are blown.

Rather than being defeated by the cold, the warriors were met with a gritty, green-dyed tongue.

Uncle Deer is a relatively bohemian deer, and he must take advantage of the last opportunity to lead the deer herd around outside, otherwise it will be difficult to come out again when the snow falls.

And they don't want to freeze in the snow and ice.

Uncle Lu lowered his head and ate a few mouthfuls of grass, looked at the Fu General and Wu Xiaofu who were mixed in his subordinate group, fluttered his head, and shook his ears.

It may be that they have been together for a long time, and Fu Jiang and Uncle Deer, an old rival, have a heart, and they feel something in the dark, no longer pouting their butts and digging vole holes, but turning around and pounced on Uncle Deer.

Uncle Lu has long been accustomed to the Fu General's moves, and when he saw this, he lowered his head unhurriedly, and used the horns of the branches on his head to fight against the Fu General.

The two who were frolicking did not realize that at a distance from them, someone was quietly looking at them through the dead grass, and their eyes were full of excitement.

Of course they were excited.

In the last moments before the snow falls, finding and storing food is something that all animals, including humans, need to do.

The difference is that some animals choose to eat their food in exchange for a body of fat, relying on hibernation to resist this long winter, while others are like humans, storing the food they find and eating it little by little.

As a member of the human race, the grassroots will not be an exception.

Today, together with his three companions, he is looking for edible food in the vicinity.

Winter is coming, everything is depressed, and many of the fruits that cannot be stored have disappeared, and it is not easy to find abundant food in such a season.

Grassroots searched for a long time with three companions, but they didn't find much.

It was in this mood that a miracle happened, and a large herd of deer appeared in their field of vision.

Grassroots and a few companions looked at this group of deer with wide eyes, and after being surprised, there was great joy.

If the deer can be brought back to the tribe, they will not have to struggle for food this winter.

The grass roots, who were amazed, looked at the deer and couldn't help but touch their hair with their hands, where there were still some ashes that had not been blown away by the wind.

As he left here, the oldest man in the tribe sprinkled something on his head, saying that with this thing, he would receive the blessing of the gods.

How can the grassroots always believe in this matter, because the old man often does this, and he has not seen how the gods have blessed his own race, otherwise, how can the population of the tribe never go up?

But that was all before, today the grassroots really believe the old man's words, if it wasn't for the blessing of the gods, how could it be so coincidental that when the snow was about to fall, they would encounter such a large group of deer?

A tribe will naturally not be the only one of them, but also some people, scattered in twos and threes in places they can't see in the south.

The four of them were the northernmost out of the group.

After a brief moment of excitement, the grassroots prepared to have people go south to inform the rest of the tribe to come.

With so many deer, the four of them rushed up, and they couldn't arrest too much.

It's better to call everyone else in the tribe over and get more out of it together.

However, before it could be implemented, the grassroots changed their minds.

Because the group of deer has turned around and walked back, and the speed is not slow.

The four of them were quite far away from the rest of the group, and by the time they called over, the group of deer had already disappeared.

That way, they won't be able to catch anything.

Holding the wooden spears and stones, they followed the herd of deer as if they had found something and ran north for a long time, and the deer were considered to have stopped.

Hiding in the grass and resting for a while, when he was about to make a move, the grassroots made a new discovery.

Wolf!

There are wolves in the deer pack!

And there's more than one!

No wonder the deer ran just now, it turned out that they were discovered by the wolves.

As for when this group of wolves rushed out and rushed into the deer herd, they didn't notice it at the grassroots level, and they didn't think much about it.

Wolves are not easy to provoke, especially wolves, so they lay dormant again, tense up and wait for the wolves to attack the deer, and then they go out to pick up the leak.

However, to their surprise, the wolves that were mixed in with the deer herd did not immediately shut down the deer that were close at hand, and the two were actually safe.

The bark scratched its hair, and some of them couldn't understand the situation and why this was happening.

Could it be that these wolves are not hungry?

Even if the wolves are not hungry, this group of deer should run for their lives when they encounter the wolves, why are they so ignorant of wolves now?

After looking at this strange and slightly strange for a while, the situation finally changed gratifyingly.

The guy, who was obviously a wolf, finally couldn't help it anymore and pounced on the deer.

However, there are still some grassroots puzzles, generally the beasts pounce on the weak to start the attack, but this time this wolf pounced on the most powerful head deer.

The next moment, something happened that made their jaws drop!

As expected, the head deer, who should have run away, did not run, but lowered his head to meet the vicious pounce of the head wolf.

The point is that after such a fight for a while, it is still the grass-eating head deer who has the upper hand.

And when the two fought, the rest of the wolves and deer were doing their own thing as if they were fine.

When did the wolf become so weak? When did the deer become so fierce?

What's with what?!

He always felt that in addition to the old man, the grassroots in the tribe counted his flexible brain, and for the first time, he felt that his brain was not enough.

The tribe where the grassroots are located is not any of the several tribes that are familiar with the Qingque tribe, but a new tribe.

If it were those tribes who often came into contact with the Qingque tribe, they would not be as surprised as they were when they saw such a thing.

After waiting for a while in this confusion, seeing that the wolf could not gain the upper hand, and picking up the hopeless grassroots, he decided to help the wolf, and worked with the wolf to kill the deer, and then divide the venison.

The phrase "the enemy of the enemy is the friend" doesn't work well here.

Even after coming out, the grassroots had already said something that the wolf couldn't understand and made their position clear, but the wolf, who had been bullied in the fight with the deer, immediately turned over and got up, took the other five wolves, raised the fur on their body at them, and bared their teeth to make a threatening sound.