The trail of wolves in the canyon, buried by the night, was only the sound of countless warnings and fears.

Wang Yang was in the cave, absentmindedly eating roasted wolf dregs, thinking about the plan to destroy the wolves the next day.

If it weren't for the little guy's "chirping", he wouldn't have noticed.

Turning his head, he complained irritably: "Damn blade-toothed tiger, what are you screaming nonsense, it's really unpeaceful!" ”

Wang Yang wanted to get up and take a look, but when he saw an adult walking outside, he thought forget it.

The adult walked to the door of the cave and stepped into the darkness.

It was dark in front of him, and he moved the torch forward slightly, and saw the blade-toothed tiger roaring to the left and to the right, as if he was hungry and wanted to eat the small animals in the houses on either side.

Instead of going back at once, he went to the rat hutch to check if there were any other animals to steal food.

Suddenly, a little rattle came from the mouth of the canyon, and he frowned slightly, and moved the firelight towards the place.

There was nothing unusual about the mouth of the canyon, and the plank blocking the mouth of the valley was still erected there.

He shook his head, turned around again, and suddenly there was a rustling sound behind him, and he turned his head in confusion, only to see a wolf's head with a blue face and fangs appear in front of him.

"Whew!"

A cry of fear frightened all the people in the cave.

Wang Yang's heart jumped, the secret way was not good, the whole person reflexed, and he didn't even have time to take the wooden spear, so he directly drew a fire stick and rushed to the mouth of the cave.

Everyone also reacted immediately and rushed towards Wang Yang.

Dozens of fire sticks were all removed, and the bonfire disappeared suddenly. The continuous fires lit up the canyon. It also illuminates a bloody scene.

I saw that in front of the outermost rat house, a group of wolves engulfed the adult. His torch fell to the ground, and the whole person fell in a pool of blood, his body continued to twitch, and the blood flowed all over the ground, "sneer~" extinguished the flame, and also extinguished his life.

"Pada~Pada~" The blood mouth of the wolves opened slightly, and blood dripped from the two fangs, and "Pada~" fell into the blood water and made a wave.

They turned their heads. The green eyes showed fierceness, and he roared slightly.

The head wolf had a piece of flesh in his mouth, and he chewed slowly in front of everyone, making a slight "squeak" sound.

The sound was very small, but every sound made Wang Yang's eyes blood-red, and his heart seemed to be torn apart with the rhythmic chewing.

"Whew~"

Suddenly, the head wolf raised his head to the sky and howled defiantly, and the wolves followed suit. Unbridled cheers in front of everyone.

"Bastard!" Wang Yang's eyes were instantly blood-red, and he rushed over with a torch.

When everyone saw it, they immediately followed angrily.

The scar on the wolf's face shook slightly. Like a worm.

It turned around and ran backwards, making an easy leap. Jumping out of the canyon, the wolves followed one by one.

Wang Yang angrily chased after the mouth of the canyon. Unwilling to watch them disappear into the night.

"Sooner or later, I'll kill you."

He cursed angrily and came to the adult's side. Squatted down and looked at him.

He couldn't be saved, a large piece of flesh was torn off his neck, blood spurted wildly, and all kinds of muscles and blood vessels were exposed.

The upper part of his body is also very heavy, his arm was ripped off a big bite, his stomach and calves were scarred, his mouth was slightly open, and his mouth was "cough~" spitting blood.

His eyes were blank, his eyes widened, staring vacantly at the dark night sky, not knowing if he could still see.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand to grab something, and Wang Yang reached over and grabbed him.

He held Wang Yang very hard, very hard, and his sharp nails cut into Wang Yang's palm, as if he wanted to grasp the last straw in his life.

In just a moment, Wang Yang felt that his hand had lost its strength, and that moment seemed to be infinitely long, as if a whole century had passed.

He clearly perceived how life passed in his hands, as if he had touched that subtle feeling, and as if he hadn't touched it, it was just such a long and short moment......

He didn't know how to describe it, it seemed like his hand was a little lighter, then suddenly heavier, always so heavy, that it wanted to fall to the ground.

Wang Yang squatted there, lowered his head, and breathed deeply.

In the flames, everyone's bewildered eyes were reflected, and they just stood there like that, looking at Wang Yang, and then at him.

"Woo~!"

Wang Yang suddenly stood up and raised his head to the sky and roared.

"Woo~!"

"Woo~!"

Under the black night sky, in the silent forest, Wang Yang's shouts floated one after another, piercing through the clouds, piercing through the trees that blocked the way, and pouring into the ears of the wolves.

The wolf was scurrying through the forest, and suddenly stopped and looked at the place. The wolves stopped, their eyes staring at each other.

The head wolf listened to the voices, and the fierceness and bloodlust in his eyes slowly subsided, and he walked up to the wolves, and suddenly stuck out his tongue and added their heads one by one.

Then he turned around and roared at the place.

"Whew~"

"Whew~"

In the canyon, Wang Yang heard those cries, he lowered his head, his fists clenched tightly, only to feel infinite anger echoing in his chest, he did not chase the wolves like crazy, but came to the outside of the canyon, digging the pit that had not yet been completed.

Wang Yingying looked at him, didn't think about it, took out the stone knife from the cave, and dug it with him.

The orthopedic scientist was silent, and it was rare not to stare at Wang Yang's arm, and he also went to get a stone knife.

Zhang San also moved, the exorcists also moved, and more and more people joined.

It didn't take long for a deep pit to appear in front of me.

Wang Yang picked up the body of the adult, jumped into the pit, put him flat, and then crawled out and slowly filled him with earth.

The crowd was helping him, too.

There were still no tears, no crying, no heart-rending crying, but perhaps even Wang Yang didn't notice that this was the first funeral in the history of the entire tribe.

For the first time, everyone attended, not just Wang Yang's funeral where he was alone in the recitation of the Xuan Speech.

He never thought that the first funeral would be so miserable, and he never thought that he would have to pay such a big price to accelerate everyone's emotions.

He didn't want it that way if he had a choice.

Back in the cave, everyone's mood was very low, the animals in the canyon, feeling the bloody stimulation, and feeling the elimination of danger, rarely quieted down, giving everyone a good environment to rest.

But the noise still existed, Wang Yang took all the wooden spears in front of him, and checked with Zhang San whether the tips of the wooden spears were still sharp and whether they needed to be sharpened again.

This night is not destined to be calm, and the new day will be even more stormy. (To be continued......)