The cold wind howled, as if it had brought the demonic beasts of the extreme northern tundra with them.

The snow stopped, it got darker, and it got colder. In the wind and snow, there were faint hyenas howling.

In the pavilion halfway up the mountainside, a young man dressed in a delicate sable fur looked coldly at the scene on the hillside.

Inside the pit, the thin hemp rope dangled. Wei Mo knew that the rope would break if he only had to climb once, and the cattle had no intention of letting him climb up from the beginning.

"Brother Wei Mo, you go up, and then come and pull me. Wei Dingbo looked up at him.

Wei Mo shook his head with a smile, their hands and faces were red from the cold, and he grabbed the rope and tied Wei Dingbo's waist. Although Wei Dingbo was barely a first-order martial arts cultivator, his IQ made him not so flexible.

"Hold on to the rope, you go up first, and then come and pull me, okay?" Wei Mo said.

Wei Dingbo's eyes blinked, flickering: "Okay, Brother Wei Mo, I'll listen to you." ”

"Hey, don't you two be like, okay?"

"What a waste of time!"

"Hurry up, we have to go back to the fire and drink!"

A group of fifteen or sixteen-year-olds roared and urged.

Wei Mo pulled the rope and said, "Take him up." ”

Wei Dingliang showed a sly smile: "You are so selfless, pull him up!" At the same time, he whispered to his companions beside him, "Are you ready?"

The man nodded and whispered, "It's ready." ”

Behind them, four teenagers carried a cage more than one person tall with wooden poles, and the cage was covered with tattered tarpaulin. Even though they were four first-order and one-heavy martial cultivators, they were unsteady on their feet, swaying three times one step at a time, and barely lifting the cage to the edge of the trap. Inside the cage, there was a low beastly roar.

Brush Brush Brush!

Under Wei Dingliang's command, the two pulled the rope up, and then Wei Dingbo climbed the edge of the beast pit with his small hands and crawled out with difficulty. Before he could stand firmly, he tripped over someone and fell to the ground, gnawing on a mouthful of mud and snow.

"Hahaha!" the crowd laughed again.

Wei Mo heard it below, and frowned: "Wei Dingliang, just deal with me, don't bully Xiaobo." He's not me, and if his father knew, he wouldn't spare you!"

"Hmph, wild seed, you mud bodhisattva crossing the river is difficult to protect yourself, and you still have the heart to care about others?" Wei Dingliang spat into the pit, turned around and waved his hand, "Throw it in!"

The four boys carrying the cage then drew out the wooden poles, and with great difficulty and careful tearing off the tarpaulin, lifted the cage, dragged it vigorously to the edge of the pit, and then pushed it down with all his might.

Boom! Boom!

After this series of commotions, half a pit of snow and dust was splashed in the pit. Although the pit was more than a foot deep, it was only about five feet in diameter, allowing only two people to stand.

Therefore, even though Wei Mo watched the beast cage being thrown down, he had nowhere to hide but to let the cage fall down.

The cage is not the scariest.

The cage is made of fine iron wood and is very strong. But the door was open, and it fell downward. The moment the cage door opened, a pair of green eyes flashed fiercely, and a fierce beast jumped out and pounced on Wei Mo.

Seeing this scene, Wei Dingbo thought that they were feeding Wei Mo medicine, and he was very happy, jumping and jumping: "Great, Brother Wei Mo, you will become a martial cultivator soon!"

"Have fun, let's watch the play together!" Wei Dingliang hugged his shoulders and said with a malicious smile.

The moment the cage fell, the people above immediately blocked the exit with a fence, and everyone watched the man and beast fight at the bottom of the pit through the fence.

In fact, everyone knows that although this wasteland hyena is only a first-order demonic beast and has been injured, it is an absolute death for the waste under the pit.

What they were looking forward to was not a human-beast fight, but a murderous slaughter.

"Roar!"

A bloody hole in the shoulder of the wasteland hyena has revealed its bones. Its mobility was limited, but that didn't stop it from going against Wei Mo.

As the cage fell down, it quickly found a gap and jumped out, climbed the pit wall with three legs, and then stepped on the cage and jumped up and pounced on the exit.

Although it is tempting to have a prey at the bottom of the pit, the wasteland hyena knows that if it does not get out in time, it will freeze to death and starve to death here sooner or later.

The animal trap built by humans is terrible.

Bang!

The steel-like dog's head slammed into the fence with a thud and sparks flew in all directions, nearly toppling the fence several times.

Seeing this, Wei Dingliang hurriedly took out the stick on his waist, slapped it fiercely, and scolded fiercely: "Beast, do what you have to do, tear that wild seed for me!"

After trying it a few times, even though it was copper-headed and iron-clad, he found that he couldn't hit it, and the wasteland hyena gave up this idea for the time being. What's more, there is a fierce and vicious guy guarding it. It thought about it for a moment and looked at the thin guy at the bottom of the pit, it was him!

Roar!

The Wasteland hyena leaped down, opened its bloody jaw, bared its fangs, and tore at Wemo's throat.

The pit was narrow, and there was a cage, which gave Wei Mo no room to toss and turn. The people outside the pit let out cheers like ghosts crying wolves, and gradually the smile on Wei Dingbo's face froze. He realized that the atmosphere was not right, and began to pull at everyone's clothes.

"Brothers, pull Wei Mogo up!"

"Brother Liang, don't you want Brother Wei Mo to become a martial artist, why do you want to throw a hyena down?"

Syllable!

I don't know who slapped Wei Dingbo on the face, the clear five finger prints bulged high, his face was red and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

Bang!

Who kicked him again and scolded in disgust: "Fool, get out of the way!"

Wei Dingbo was squeezed out of the crowd and could no longer see the situation in the trap, he could only see everyone laughing wildly, but he didn't know what they were laughing at.

The expected happened.

The wasteland hyena bit hard, and Wei Mo dodged it twice before being thrown to the ground.

The hyena pressed one of its front paws against Vermo's chest, and if it could move with the other paw, it should have held down its shoulders and bitten its throat.

Thankfully, it had a shoulder injury.

The hyena opened its mouth wide and bit into Veemo's face.

Wemo held out his hands and pressed them against the chin of the wasteland hyena. However, the strength of a first-order demonic beast was not something that an ordinary person like him could resist at all.

The hyena exerted only a gentle force, and his arm was forced to bend. Wei Mo exerted his strength to feed, the blood gushed all over his body, and the skin of his whole body turned red, especially the mark on his chest, which was as red as a red-hot coal, and even slightly hot.

It's just that now Wei Mo really didn't care about anything else, the wasteland hyena in front of him, the stinky dog mouth had poked his face several times, and he even felt the cold fangs cut across his face.

For the hyena, Vemo was just a piece of meat in his belly, and he planned to fill his stomach before hitting the fence.

Several unsuccessful, the patience of the wasteland hyena has been exhausted. The black sharp nails all popped out, and the limbs kicked and scraped on the prey.

Soon, Wei Mo was left with scars of different shades on his body, his winter clothes were torn, and blood was mottled.

Severe pain accompanied by cold, penetrating into the bones.