Half an hour ago, they buried a teammate with their own hands, which was not good for everyone's mood. They are indifferent to life and death, but until they die, everyone will sigh.

The roaring fire at night dispels the chill of winter.

Raccoons, firefoxes, and civets enter the tent, and in another tent are hyenas, monkeys, and pangolins.

"Weasel, you and I keep vigil at night, and the others go to sleep first." White tiger.

The firelight reflected the two of them red, and by the temperature of the fire, the uneasiness in the hearts of the two eased slightly.

"How did you get discovered by those Miao people during the day, I remember that you have always been very alert?" White tiger.

The weasel seems to be in a difficult position, and provokes a bunch of difficult opponents for no reason. Now the whole team is in a desperate situation, and he has absolute "credit" for this.

"I'm going to fish." The weasel pulled out a small, half-wheezing fish from the lining of its camouflage suit and stretched it out in front of the white tiger.

"I~" Weasel blamed himself with a face.

Syllable! After hearing this, Baihu's face changed, and he became angry. The dying fish was slapped down by her hand, and when it fell to the ground, it was completely dead.

"Weasel, look at me, how many times have I told you, don't act nonsense."

"Do you know how much trouble you've been in this time?"

"Now that the black python is dead, and the nine-tails are also inexplicably dead, these will all hold you accountable in the future."

The white tiger threw out a few words of reproach in a row, suddenly felt dizzy, and a burst of anger attacked his heart. She still deliberately kept her voice down, even if she was scolding the weasel, she didn't want to disturb the few people in the tent.

Otherwise, with the character of those outlaws, the weasel will definitely be killed.

What's wrong with me, my body has always been very good on weekdays, how can I have a weak and wheezing phenomenon just because I say a few words of breath.

The white tiger began to worry about the abnormality of his physical condition.

She struggled to hold on, and the weasel saw all this, and he went up to support the white tiger in distress.

"Fuck off, don't touch me." She struggled to maintain the captain's majesty, sweeping the weasel's outstretched hand away.

"Actually, I actually know about you these days. Well, ~ I haven't been feeling well these days, and I can't just eat these compressed biscuits, I want to get you a pot of fish soup. "Weasel.

When the white tiger heard this, his eyes were suddenly full of tears, and the crystal water droplets were reflected more and more vividly by the red light. A warm current flowed through her heart, her eyes were stunned, and her memory was full of blankness, only happy feelings.

In the memory of ordinary people, childhood is happy, but this kind of happiness is too far away from them.

Cold family training, they have been forced to learn witch fighting since they were young.

The scorching sun and the snow in winter often reduce the food and clothing of only three meals to one, in order to cultivate their strong will to survive.

In the final stage, they even have to endure the test of fighting each other and survive under the knives of their friends. In order to survive, the only way to survive is to constantly change one's temperament and indifferently use various means to sweep away the opponents on the road of competition.

The killing will not stop until he becomes a qualified killer, perhaps at the level of a priest.

"Thank you." White Tiger has long been indifferent to emotions, and even no longer expects someone to like her, sometimes she feels that her hands are dirty and stained with the blood of her kind.

"I said I would take care of you for the rest of your life, even if we can't get out, I will desperately ensure that you are the last one to die here."

The weasel's words were almost squeezed out through gritted teeth, and a woman's life was more important than his own, which was a kind of responsibility in the eyes of the white tiger, and finally someone used his life to cherish and love himself.

"Hmm." The white tiger agreed tenderly, this was the first time she felt the warmth of being protected by a man as a woman.

The more indifferent the person is, the more she can distinguish the authenticity of her feelings, she meekly looked at the man in front of her, and the tall figure and back gave her a strong sense of security. Tears of happiness flowed from the bottom of her heart.

……

Ding Zero Dong Long~

The sound of falling objects came from inside a tent, immediately alarming the alert White Tiger and the Weasel.

Bang, crackle.

Several voices continued to come out in two seconds, and then a black shadow flew out of the tent, and the extremely resilient high-density polyester yarn tent was broken, and the man fell out of the tent.

The powerful glow of the searchlight shone on the face of the man on the ground.

The figure who fell to the ground was disheveled, and the rough camouflage uniform was torn and cut one by one, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and the flesh and skin on the wound were even clinging to the fabric.

His face was ugly, and the pain was so intense that he began to convulse all over his body.

"Monkey, why are you?" The weasel asked, confused, and the statement inside the tent clearly indicated that someone was fighting.

Someone in the tent jumped along the cracked opening, and the figures who appeared in front of the three of them were in a fighting posture, with a strong murderous aura all over their bodies.

"Civet, it's you!" The White Tiger was horrified.

Why did these two people suddenly fight in the middle of the night, but the situation is obviously wrong, the tents of the two of them are separated, and this is the tent of a group of monkeys, how could the civet cat appear inside.

"What's going on with you two, stop it." Seeing that the civet cat wanted to move forward again, the white tiger hurriedly blocked between the two.

The civet cat struck fiercely, and it had only been ten seconds since the white tiger and the weasel heard the sound of the fight, and the monkey was already covered in scars, and his body was full of claw marks.

"This monkey is not honest, and when he sleeps, he runs to my tent and touches me, what a pervert!" The civet cat spat in disgust, staring at the seriously injured monkey with a hideous face, still unwilling in her heart.

The people in the two tents woke up alertly at this time, and they gathered around, and the white tiger looked at the monkey questioningly.

"Phew, your sister. You think that you are good-looking in this group of women, and Lao Tzu still touches you in the middle of the night. The monkey was so angry that he spat on the ground, and the sputum was bloodshot.

This woman is too vicious, almost every move is a dead hand, where did I provoke her. The civet cat didn't need a reason to kill herself, she was just making up an excuse to hide from the white tiger. The monkey looked at each other resentfully, his thoughts in his heart.

"Fuck you, you smeared and broke into my tent and got into my sleeping bag and was found by me. Eat Lao Niang's tofu, and I'll cut off your hands first. The civet cat was even more angry when he heard this, and he directly took out his dagger and was about to walk over.

The rest of the team understood what was going on, but they couldn't figure out which of the two was lying.

"Civet, calm down." The white tiger stopped the civet cat's knife-wielding hand.

"You said that the monkey came into your tent in the dark and insulted you, but now look at it, whose tent are you in?"

In the process, the white tiger carefully observed the demeanor of the civet cat and the monkey, and behaved in line with the psychological characteristics that should be in this situation, and she could not judge. Only the tent where the civet cat is now is a flaw.

"Am I not outside my tent right now?" The civet cat also seemed to feel that something was wrong. When I looked back, I saw pangolins and hyenas standing on the edge of the tent, obviously coming out of the broken tent just now.

The firefox and the raccoon, on the other hand, emerged from another tent ten meters apart.

The civet cat's anger suddenly disappeared, and her face was dazed.

(Some readers reacted that the sentence was not explained clearly, thank you for pointing it out, and please point out the specific chapters, which will be revised in the future, and it is easy to confuse a lot of writing every day, sorry here.) ）