The gray wolf's wail had turned into a muffled wheezing sound. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Even every gasp was painful, not to mention a hard howl, and even its ability to call for help and warn its companions was gone. The gray wolf felt that the breath in his body was already gradually leaving it, and there was already a breathless breathing sound.

The gray wolf looked at its companion, the black wolf that pounced on the red horse almost at the same time as it, its four legs twitching, its neck hanging limply on the ground, and its eyes were also looking at itself in despair, gradually losing their luster. Its throat had been severed, and a large amount of blood was bubbling out, pouring out with each desperate inhalation and exhalation.

In the eyes of the black wolf, there is no longer the cold arrogance and ferocity of the past, and there is no longer the indomitable and unruly color. It didn't know what kind of beast's kiss came from that incomparable bite, and it could only smell the smell of its own kind, but it was different from its own kind.

Now, it felt that its senses of hearing and smell, which it had relied on to flout its prey, had irretrievably left its world. Now, in its world, it can only feed back into its brain from its slowly cloudy eyes, nostalgic for the home that once fascinated it.

As they looked at each other, they heard the wolf's howl. However, they no longer have the ability to find out why the wolf king howls angrily and fearfully.

The head wolf is on a small hill by the side of the road, taking advantage of the terrain and the moonlight, half-crouching, where it can see its prey but the prey cannot see it. They started with six, and then increased to ten.

It felt that it was already a sure victory for the prey in the encirclement. Its teeth, ready to end the throat of a prey at any moment, the tip of its tongue and its sense of smell seem to have tasted the smell of blood. Behind it is its queen, who is watching the prey's every move with it.

Although it is a predator that surrounds its prey, and although it is the strongest of the strong, it is naturally suspicious and calm, which still makes it vigilant at all times and in all places. Although here and now, even a fierce tiger among beasts, will quietly leave when he sees them.

When a horse suddenly broke into their encirclement, it saw two companions pounce on the sudden intruder at the same time, but did not know that behind it, a black shadow had appeared like a ghost, behind its queen.

There was no sound, and the black shadow seemed to grow out of the ground. When the wolf king saw the two companions who pounced on the intruder, one kicked into the air, and heard the sound of the other bone breaking and breaking, it also saw the black shadow that bit the throat of the black wolf, and the speed was beyond the speed of its kind.

Suddenly, its natural sensitivity and suspicion made it feel that behind it, two cold lights were piercing it, like an ice pick in the cold winter, piercing into the scorching body, making it cold and burning.

It was a familiar and unfamiliar smell, a smell and a sensation that made it look back violently. The moment it looked back, the sound of a bone breaking sounded from behind it, just as it heard the crunch of the bones on the black wolf's body using its unparalleled hearing.

It saw its queen's head, which was hanging limply on the mound, and looked at it in despair without even a cry for help or warning. At the queen's side, a large mouth, which had already bitten the queen's neck, saw that it turned its head and was letting out a low roar from the mouth that bit the queen's neck. Seeing it turn around, the black shadow left the queen who was already desperate and turned around and sprinted.

The wolf howled and chased after him. As soon as its howl fell, the four wolves near it also howled and chased after it.

It turned out that the head wolf was in the upper hand, and it deliberately let its scent drift down with the wind to frighten its prey. It knows that when an encirclement is formed, the smell of the wolves will make the prey panic and agitated. In this fearful and anxious mood and environment, the prey will quickly lose what little calm it has left. When the prey loses its cool and messes around, it is also the best time for them to kill with one blow and get the prey.

When the middle-aged man, father and daughter went up, the two big wolves had also quietly followed the right side of the two horses, and they were ready to work together with the head wolf who was blocking the way in front of them to set up an ambush, and work together to kill the prey.

When the wolf howled bitterly, they happened to be separated by the two horses they were following on the right side, and they could not give up the fat of their mouths to slip away like this, so the two wolves hesitated a little, and continued to follow the right behind the prey.

The horse under the middle-aged man's crotch was like a frightened rabbit, and he finally broke out of the encirclement and ran without sparing any effort. With its night vision and intuition, it also sensed that the threat ahead was gone, but its intuition told it that the threat from behind was still following them. So it ran desperately, and there were both companions and wolves behind it, and of course it did not want to be overtaken by its companions, and once it was overtaken by the horses behind it, then its rear was directly exposed to the hungry wolves that followed it.

Sanzhangqi followed unhurriedly, almost behind the crazy front horse, and it also felt that a few feet behind it, two big wolves were approaching step by step.

The girl sat on the horse, and felt that the ride on this horse was so smooth, very different from the horses she usually rarely rided. Sitting on the back of this horse, you can't feel the galloping at all, just like sitting in a sedan chair. However, she clearly saw that the horse that her father was riding in front of her was sprinting like crazy, and the three zhang seven she was riding never left it, but she did not feel the slightest bump.

How can it be called "three zhang seven?" "What a strange name for this horse. She thought to herself.

Feng Jiutian saw two big wolves from the darkness where the firelight spread around, and they didn't run into the dark night in a flash, and disappeared into the night with Sanzhangqi. He pulled the reins of his cloud-treading horse, turned around and ran towards the cart.

When the corpse-tailed bee swarm grew to the size of several basins and slowly approached the back of the car that Shen was riding, Hua Can had already gently tapped the side of the corpse hook in his hand on the stirrup a few times, and the crisp sound came out far away.

Shen Er's fat man reached out and pulled down the lead rope of the 'Flying Fire Meteor' that he had already held in his hand. The small wooden boxes outside the two 'ambushes' have been opened.