……

Yang Lingtian thought about a few questions for a while, and then felt that his brain hurt, so he quickly stopped, and his eyes focused on the "door" again.

"It's interesting."

Yang Lingtian turned to the side to look at the werewolf leader, and looked at the two thick iron woods, and said pointedly.

"Hey, hey, it's all accumulated by our ancestors."

"After many improvements, it's good to be able to enter the Demon Lord's eyes."

The werewolf leader replied rather humbly and politely, but the smugness in his tone could not be concealed.

Yang Lingtian ...... silently

After contacting it for a while, he found out that the IQ of the current werewolf leader is not low, and he doesn't know if he will be crazy about his skills, but the specialty of "cold humor" is expressed.

"Roaring ......"

"Bang ......"

The werewolf leader raised his head to the sky and roared, standing upright, his upper limbs beating his chest incessantly, exuding a roar like a drum.

Yang Lingtian found that this time the werewolf leader's roar had obviously changed, it was all rapid, short, and sharp in tone before, but now it had become long.

After a closer look, the howl of the werewolf leader is clear in his chest, and his long and long tone is very simple, that is, three long and two short, which is simply a signal to "open the door".

"Squeak ......"

"...... Uproar"

Sure enough, the werewolf leader's howl had just fallen, only to hear a burst of chickens and dogs jumping in the black ironwood courtyard, and a chaotic noise approaching the "door".

"Whoa......"

"Whoa......"

One after another howls came from the courtyard, and the chaotic footsteps rushed towards the door, and more than a dozen footsteps gathered in a short time.

"Boom ......"

With a tense sound, under Yang Lingtian's gaze, the ropes on the two thick black ironwood were stretched tightly.

Then he contracted slowly but firmly, and a heavy gasp came from behind the door, which seemed quite laborious.

"Crunch ......"

"Crunch ......"

As the rope lifted, the thick black ironwood slowly left the hole in the ground, slowly and with difficulty rising upward.

The line of sight suddenly widened, and a door with a width of seventy or eighty centimeters was slowly opened, and the height continued to rise.

"Lord Demon, please go to the gathering place and talk about it."

The werewolf leader's right forelimb stretched out, and he vaguely led Yang Lingtian and motioned for him to invite first.

"Hey......

Yang Lingtian laughed inexplicably twice, his gaze faintly crossed the werewolf leader's face, and then he stopped his gaze on the door.

"Da ......"

With his footsteps lightly, Yang Lingtian didn't care about the werewolf leader behind him, and took the lead in walking towards the courtyard of Black Ironwood.

The other party's careful thinking about where he could hide from him was just trying his guts.

"Smack......

Yang Lingtian did not hesitate, footsteps sounded, and he took the lead in stepping into the courtyard.

Looking around, the first thing that caught my eye was more than a dozen werewolves, and sure enough, they were all old, weak, sick, and pregnant.

What are the wounded who lack arms, legs, and various wounds; The old man who seems to be dying in the next moment; There are also two werewolves with big bellies slightly, and the peaceful aura of Zhongzheng just now is emanating from these two heads; and other werewolves of various forms.

"......"

"Who are you?"

"This isn't the place for you!"

When many of the werewolves who stayed behind saw that it was a strange creature and not their own kind, they became vigilant, baring their teeth and grinning, and the threat was self-evident.

Yang Lingtian smiled indifferently and didn't answer, the other party's posture seemed to him to be inward-looking.

"Da ......"

"Don't be rude, this is a demon lord who is extremely powerful and powerful!"

The werewolf leader in the rear walked in, and as soon as his footsteps sounded, the words of scolding sounded almost at the same time, and the intention of Yang Lingtian's maintenance was full.

Yang Lingtian smiled indifferently, don't care about him, where is the other party to defend him, it is to protect this group of old, weak, sick and pregnant werewolves, otherwise when he starts a fire, the werewolf clan will not be able to stop.

Turning sideways slightly, he continued to look at the courtyard, the entire courtyard enclosed by black ironwood was nearly 100 meters in diameter, and it was generally irregular in shape.

For some reason, there is not much black ironwood growing in the courtyard, which provides a lot of space for many werewolves to survive and move.

The growing chats about a few black ironwood were used, and countless branches and leaves of the black ironwood were broken off, and the surviving black ironwood was built into a "house".

Of course, this house is still a little reluctant to say, it is some habitat, the top is covered, the surrounding is blocked, and the ground is mated, and it is not even a pergola.

There are seven or eight such "houses" in the entire courtyard with a diameter of 100 meters, scattered everywhere, and it looks like it has been "carefully designed".

"Huh?"

Yang Lingtian's gaze wandered, and when his gaze landed on a piece of black ironwood, he let out a soft nasal sound, obviously something had aroused his interest.

Several lumps of swarthy things the size of basketballs dangled in the air, pulled by the same ropes that tied to the gate, and fell onto the black iron branches.

If you look closely, the surroundings of this black ironwood are full of dark things, and if you count them, there are nine lumps.

This obviously attracted Yang Lingtian's attention, and he walked over with a light footstep.

"Da Da Da ......"

"Da Da Da ......"

The footsteps sounded one after the other, Yang Lingtian wanted to take a look, and the slightly lagging werewolf leader naturally followed.

Walking in front of the hanging black thing, under Yang Lingtian's observation, his identity was roughly determined.

"Bacon......

Two words come to mind, these are nine pieces of dried jerky, but it seems to be too dry, and some years.

Turning around, he cast an inquiring look at the werewolf leader next to him, the werewolf clan has already stocked up on food and made jerky, which is really extraordinary.

Feeling the gaze of the "Demon Lord", the werewolf leader's face showed hesitation, entanglement, and other embarrassment, obviously these jerky have some stories.

After struggling for a moment, the werewolf leader's face was certain, and he slowly spoke, and as he narrated, the whole story gradually became clear.

It's just that Yang Lingtian, who knew the answer, was a little silent on his face, and he didn't know how to judge and say.

This black iron wood is called "Zuyou Wood", a name with great connotation and depth, carrying the heritage of the werewolf clan.

As for the "jerky" above, it is naturally not ordinary, but it has a great background, these are the leaders of the werewolf clan for generations.

That's right, these black, basketball-sized "jerky" are dried by werewolf leaders for generations.

It is worth mentioning that not all bosses are eligible to hang here, and two conditions must be met.

First of all, it must be a good death, and when it comes to a natural death, it will die naturally; Then you have to activate the Frenzy skill.

Speaking of which, Yang Lingtian finally knew that it was only the wolf that had to reach a body size of more than two meters to have a chance to activate the madness skill.

……

(End of chapter)