He came to the plank, not too close, but far away for the chaseers to stand himself up, and looked out of the canyon by the faint light of the fire.

The planks were very low, and Wang Yang could get a rough idea of what was going on outside.

In the faint light of the fire, the two traps beside the passage had completely collapsed, and there was no more wolf on the ground.

At the bottom of the two traps, a pack of wolves fell in a pool of blood, staining the thin layer of snow red, and the blood halo spread.

The wolves, without exception, were all ambushed.

As you can imagine, they didn't realize that there was a trap in front of them, so they ran at full speed, and even if they did, they couldn't hold back and fell into the pit.

"Dong~" Wang Yang jumped off the ground, waved his hand, and quickly opened the wooden door with everyone.

The firelight was unobstructed, illuminating the outside world brightly, and under the reflection of the firelight, you could clearly see the wolves twitching and struggling at the bottom of the pit.

Most of them had been impaled in the abdomen, they had three serious injuries on their bodies, and they were completely incapacitated, and occasionally two wounded wolves were able to struggle a little to escape.

The most fortunate thing is that the last wolf, because it ran too slowly, by the time it jumped, there were already two wolves blocking the bone spurs, and it narrowly escaped without the slightest injury.

Seeing that the situation was completely under control, the group quickly passed through the passage and blocked the trap.

"Whew~"

The wolves in the bottom still did not give up resistance when they saw everyone, they howled fiercely, and their thirsty bodies erupted with a new round of strength, red eyes, trying to stand up. Attack the multitude.

They stood up and faced a desperate situation. Extremely crazy, I don't care about any pain. I endured the opening of the wound and the agitation of the bone spurs in my body, and stood up.

The uninjured wolf was in a trance, standing in place, bewildered, and beside it was the she-wolf who had been pierced in the throat.

The she-wolf's world was rapidly turning gray, and it felt death take the power out of its body from its wounds, and it lay on the ground. The limbs were entangled, a bone spur was crooked, and then suddenly it stood still, turning into a sculpture.

The other wolf with a wounded thigh could only stand on three legs, the other leg curled up, blood flowing, it was still roaring at everyone, and then carefully looked at the ground full of bone spurs. Jumping one by one, approaching the crowd.

It came to the edge, looked at the pit wall more than two meters high, and jumped.

"Whew~" It opened its mouth to everyone. It wanted to attack, but it couldn't jump so high, and its body rolled in the air and landed. Another bone spur was pierced.

No one made a move, and it ended its own life.

And the wolf that was not injured. It was also courageously stirred up by the actions of its companions, and it no longer felt at a loss. Accelerate towards the front and jump hard.

It jumped very high and very high, as if it had jumped the highest in its life, and the enemy in front of it quickly approached in front of it, as if it had a stretched lens, but it was greeted by several sharp wooden spears.

After that, the crowd unfolded the net, and it was impossible for them to have a good impression of the wolves, no matter how good their spirit was or how miserable they looked, it had nothing to do with them.

They threw spears and arrows, threw out stones, and stabbed countless wooden spears, and the blood instantly covered the bottom of the pit, and all of them were stained red.

Wang Yang didn't watch this scene, he didn't need to watch it.

He just led Wang Yingying back to the canyon, and while walking, he said to her seriously: "Don't look at it, it's not good-looking." ”

The nets were pulled up, and most of the wolves were dying, with only the last breath left.

Wang Yang counted the number on the side.

"One, two, three...... Eight, nine......"

"Huh? Nine? He was slightly stunned, and counted again: "One, two, three...... Seven, eight, nine......"

"How are there nine? And what about a wolf? ”

Wang Yang had countless doubts in his heart, he clearly remembered that there were ten adult wolves, but the trap only ambushed nine wolves, where did one more go?

Thinking of this, he picked up the wooden spear, pushed aside the wolves one by one, and looked at their faces.

He's looking for a wolf, looking for that ugly scar.

"It's not ...... This one isn't a ...... It's not ...... yet."

The more he searched, the heavier his heart became, and his face became ugly and ugly, and he knew that the wolf was the real threat, and as long as it was in one day, it would have the ability to make a comeback.

Soon, the wolves were all searched, and there was not a single wolf, Wang Yang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and threw the wooden spear to the ground in a fit of anger.

"Why can't I catch you?"

……

Where is the head wolf?

It stood on a boulder on the edge of the cliff, staring at the fire, not saying a word.

It didn't know what was going on over there, and it didn't know if its companions would succeed in the sneak attack, it was too far away for the sound to reach here.

But it was inexplicably restless and anxious, looking at that side for a while, looking at this side for a while, and finally, as if it had lost its strength, it lay on the boulder softly.

"Woo~" It whimpered, its voice small and faint, as if it didn't want others to hear it.

The voice was very lost, very hesitant, it didn't know what it was going to do now, what to do, was it going to the canyon to see? Or leave alone and look for other wolves.

The wind blew gently, and it licked its lower abdomen, where it was inexplicably itchy, and it always felt like a bastard flea was jumping around.

It scratched, but it didn't scratch anything.

The cold darkness overwhelmed it, and it descended from the boulder and walked back to its nest.

There was nothing in the nest, no food, no companions, nothing.

Usually at this time, it should have finished hunting, snuggling up with its companions in the nest, eating its prey.

It should be hungry, but it doesn't want to hunt, it just feels very cold tonight, and it has no strength.

It wanted to just sit here and wait, waiting for its companion to return.

The night is never scary for it, it can clearly see the scene in the black, the outside world is like day in front of its eyes, it lies there, looking at the forest in the distance.

This is a long time, so long that it is almost unable to perceive the passage of time, and it reckons that this is the time for its companions to attack.

It became more impatient, and this lonely wait was nothing short of tormenting.

It could barely remember the image of being alone, the last time it had just come of age, separated from its father's race.

Until it found its first companion, it was never lonely, even in the previous years, there were still a few companions accompanying it.

"Woo~" It let out a short anxious sound and flapped a few times on the snow, unable to bear the feeling anymore.

It will rush to the canyon and fight alongside its companions to reclaim its cubs. (To be continued......)