Yao Qingmu found some dead grass and branches, took out the fire he brought with him, lit it, and warmed up around the fire with his BMW.

In the deep blue sky, a full moon like a silver disk is exceptionally bright.

"Whoa—whoa—" The desolate wolf's cry came from afar, making the wasteland feel even more empty.

At this time, Yao Qingmu was hungry and thirsty, shivered coldly, shrunk back, and leaned back against the fire.

BMW, who had been lying next to her and resting quietly, suddenly stood up, snorted, and seemed to be very panicked.

Yao Qingmu knows that animals' perception of danger is far better than that of humans, and there must be some danger approaching around them, so that BMW will behave like this.

She stood up, her eyes wide, trying to see through the darkness.

In the distance, a little yellow-green light flickered and danced.

It's a wolf!

Yao Qingmu gasped, subconsciously took out the dagger that had been hidden in his boots, removed the scabbard, and held it in his hand.

Even tigers are no match for wolves, and it is very dangerous to encounter wolves in the wild.

The points of light were getting closer and closer, and gradually, through the light from the fire, the wolves could already be seen.

She roughly counted that there were about seven or eight wolves around her.

As the wolves approached, the BMW became more and more agitated, constantly moving its hooves and swinging its head.

Yao Qingmu's heart rose to his throat, and his palms holding the handle of the knife were full of sweat.

The wolves stopped suddenly, staring at them with yellow-green eyes, but did not continue to advance.

By the way, wolves are afraid of fire, and as long as the fire is not extinguished, they will not dare to attack.

She quickly grabbed some dead grass and threw it into the fire, and the flame rolled up and ignited the dead grass, and the fire burned even more vigorously.

Sure enough, seeing the firelight brighten, those wolves subconsciously took a few steps back.

Yao Qingmu, who had no experience in surviving in the wild, naively thought that if the fire was bigger, those wolves would be scared away, so he threw all the dead grass he had just collected into the fire at once.

The wolves did not flinch because of this, and still squatted not far from them, observing the situation here, looking for every opportunity to attack.

There was no fuel supply, and the fire was lit for only a moment before it gradually dimmed, and the wolves, who were already sitting on the ground, slowly straightened up, and seemed to be ready to pounce at any moment.

She and BMW were close together, breathing heavily, her heart beating like a drum, and her hand holding the dagger trembled slightly.

Finally the flame struggled one last time, lit up, and then extinguished completely, leaving only a little bit of light.

The head wolf threw up his head and roared, "Whew-"

When the wolves heard the order, they trotted towards Yao Qingmu and them from all around.

The BMW suddenly screamed, Yao Qingmu saw clearly through the moonlight, it turned out that a wolf had pounced on the BMW's hind legs, and the BMW kicked hard, but still couldn't get rid of it.

Yao Qingmu stepped forward and stabbed the wolf in the neck, and the stinky wolf blood burst out and sprayed her.

The BMW took the opportunity to kick hard, and the wolf was kicked out, landed in front of the wolves, barked low, and tilted his head to die.

The wolves smelled the blood, became more frantic and moved more quickly.

Although Yao Qingmu was already physically exhausted, and her heart was terrified to the extreme, she didn't want to be buried in the belly of a wolf, wielding a dagger and preparing to resist.