The twilight was low, and the north wind was howling. The pen and the fun pavilion www.biquge.info look up and gaze, and it is an endless white. The wind howled by, rolling up layers of snow waves and flying all over the sky.

The dense jungle, with stumps and broken branches, is lifeless.

This is by no means a paradise of life, but the edge of hell, where there is no sign of any life activity.

In the snowy wasteland of the northern country, there are towering, formidable and cold mountains, all covered with a thick layer of cold snow, making it impossible to see the mountains as they are.

Two black dots appeared, and suddenly a gunshot was heard, and an unwilling and painful, scalp-numbing wolf howl sounded.

If it weren't for the imminent arrival at the camp, Jack would never have dared to shoot, because it was winter, and when it was this season, the damned wolves of the northern country would gather in packs, divide up and cooperate, search, track, and kill.

It is only in the harsh winter that small animals such as pine-tailed rabbits and elk rabbits hibernate, leaving only large and social animals such as elk and antelope, and this kind of food shortage will gather from all directions.

In the cold of winter, encountering one of these things means a pack of wolves. Wolves are cunning by nature, they know what is at stake, and they will never attack people easily unless they have to. Normally, wolves do not attack people, and people will never be the first to attack, as the leader of all living beings, human life is much more valuable than wolf life.

This is not the usual situation right now.

This year's winter is two months earlier than last year, and neither people nor animals are prepared for the harsh test of nature.

This is another reason why Jack shoots, they need meat too much to replenish their energy.

The black dots are getting bigger and bigger, and lo and behold, a team of wolfdogs pulling sleds is galloping along the thick snow and ice, but the heavy snow buries the road, and the sled team is walking fast, but it is extremely difficult.

There were two men on the sled, one of whom had a three-foot-long rifle on his shoulder. Their breath immediately turned into frost as soon as they came out of their mouths, and fell from the air and turned into white crystals, and the yoke and belt tied them tightly to a sleigh, the bottom of which was made of solid birch bark and turned upwards to be very streamlined, which minimized the friction between the sled and the ground, and then reduced the friction to a minimum, reducing the external work of the sleigh, and putting every ounce of power on the steel blade. There are several blankets, an axe, a coffee pot, a frying pan on the sled. Other than that, there is nothing else.

"Jack, the sleigh can't get up!" The north wind will blow the sound away, and even if they are face to face, Soros can only make sure that he is heard by Jack by roaring.

"Of course I do." Jack unbuckled his belt, jumped off the sleigh, and yelled, "You stay here, I'll go and take a look." ”

"Hurry up! No one knows how many of those man-eating ghosts there are. Soros looked around vigilantly, still a little worried.

"Yes."

It turned out that they had thought too much, and what was in front of them was completely beyond their expectations, and in the undulating rocks of the north wind, there was a long gap, and on the rocks lay a corpse, which was the she-wolf that had just been killed by Jack.

"Damn, this thing is crying?" Looking at the tears in the corners of the snow wolf's eyes, Jack shuddered, muttered, picked up the skinny wolf corpse, and was about to turn away, but suddenly heard a chirping sound.

"Damn! Soros! Jack's eyes widened and he yelled at Soros in the distance.

Jack's voice echoed through the valley, and Soros's response came, and Jack didn't roar again. Roaring in a snow-covered valley is not a good thing, and it would be doomous if you could see an avalanche.

Jack is the best hunter on the east bank of the Yukon River, and he knows this well, and he yelled because he was so surprised that there were three gray wolf cubs in the cracks of the rocks!

You know, wolves have always bred in the summer when food is abundant, only then can the wolf cubs survive, the female wolf estrus is also in the summer in March and April, the three wolf cubs are only four months old, and the gestation period of the female wolf is basically two months, which indicates that this group of wolf cubs was born in this winter, which is simply unimaginable.

"What's in your hand?"

"Three wolf cubs."

"What?!" Soros screamed in surprise.

"Strange, right, who's to say it's not."

Jack threw the three wolf cubs in front of the sled, and the eight sled dogs stood on top of their hair and howled wildly. It took several lashes from Soros to subdue the mad sled dogs.

The three wolf cubs, one of which was already dead, and only the other two were still alive, were thrown to the ground, and immediately made a vigilant gesture, baring their teeth, revealing their underdeveloped fangs, which provoked Soros to exclaim again.

"Hell! The wolf's fangs are blue! ”

"Who's to say it isn't. From now on, they will call him Green Fang. ”

"Jack, kill them, you can't tame this!" Soros was a little panicked.

"That's not necessarily, you see, this ghost thing is clever, maybe it will be of great use in the future." Jack said confidently and relaxedly, followed to the two wolf cubs, reached out to touch, the slightly smaller wolf cub on the left immediately showed his hideous nature, and bit Jack's rhinoceros skin gloves, his teeth had not yet opened, and he had no attack power.

Soros had expected it and shouted: "Don't waste your efforts, you can't tame them." ”

"Not necessarily."

Jack still looked relaxed and confident, and threw the wolf cub to the ground, and stepped on it fiercely, which resulted in the wolf cub's life. The remaining gray wolf cub, which was a little more majestic, was very frightened.

Every cell of him trembled, his posture still vigilant, but the ferocity was gone.

He didn't want to die.

When Jack's hand reached out to him again, he tried his best to suppress the desire to attack, and let Jack choke the softest part of his neck, which was tantamount to completely surrendering his fate to Jack.

Life or death, you see, the wolf cub stared at Jack with a shiver.

"Hell!" Soros shouted in surprise.

"I told you earlier, this little guy is clever and knows when to obey." Jack shook the wolf cub triumphantly, the wolf cub shivered in horror, its hair stood on end, and its thin body shrunk into a ball.

"Maybe it's a coward, neither a wolf nor a dog can survive." Soros refused to admit defeat and refuted weakly.

"Keep it up and give this clever ghost a chance."

[ps: I've been wondering whether this volume will be written or not, whether it will be sent or not, although it is only about 30 chapters. So I've been struggling, worried about subscribing or something, and then I thought about it, let's write it. Because the story is interesting, it's still life and death, anyway, it's already crazy once, let's be crazy again, this is the life and death tribulation that belongs to Ye Feng, planted in the Ghost Valley, I wrote it very happily, it's a good story. 】