Chapter 15 Black Clouds Qin Feng fights the evil wolf

Let's say that Qin Feng couldn't sleep that day and night, and all he thought about was the scene of being insulted by Qin Meng at noon, children are easy to let some unpleasant things in their hearts, and Qin Feng at this time is full of hatred for Qin Meng.

The breathing sound of the other children around him disturbed Qin Feng's heart that had finally calmed down. It was late at night, and he was the only one who couldn't sleep, Qin Feng.

The cold breeze swept across the grassland and secretly blew into the gap of the tent, Qin Feng was closer to the mouth of the tent, so he instinctively shivered, and shrank harder, as if a little grassland wind could blow away Qin Feng's soul. He turned back and forth, and the grass pressed under him had already changed.

The smell of Qin Feng's blood also drifted out of the tent with the breeze and entered the nose of the iron-spine wolf that was already quietly lurking. The smell of blood is so light, but it is so strong for wolves.

"Rustle. "A faint rustle sounded from near the tent, as if the wind was blowing through the tips of the grass. Qin Feng, who couldn't sleep, had already noticed this voice, but a 5-year-old child who had never seen anything in the world, how could he think about the wolf?

Fate is sometimes just that. Suddenly, the stone that pressed the tent seemed to be moved away by something, and the wind swept into the tent at once, making it cold and cold. Without waiting for Qin Feng to turn over and look, an eye that emitted a faint green light took away Qin Yi, who was closest to the tent entrance, and Qin Yi, who slept the most soundly, and shouted "mother" in a trance. Maybe Qin Yi thought it was his mother who came to sleep with him.

Qin Feng woke up in a trance, and his first instinct was fear, fear to the core. The black bear sometimes spares a child who makes a mistake, but the iron-spine wolf will only eat bones and meat! Before he had time to think about it, a gray-blue wolf head quietly stretched out to Qin Feng's side, and the child closest to him was about to face the same nightmare.

The anger of the whole night once again overcame fear and swept through Qin Feng's entire heart. Qin Feng lay on his side and hit the wolf on the head with his usual 5 percent force. He wanted to prove that he was not a coward, and that he was a role model for the children of Xiaoqi Village, not Qin Meng!

That wolf didn't give Qin Feng much time to think, and the wolf head that was punched didn't leave the slightest scar, but the wolf's eyes became even colder. The wolf's head suddenly changed its target, biting Qin Feng's lower abdomen, instantly catching Qin Feng, and even withdrawing in an instant.

The child who escaped death will be staring at each other and crying out for help......

The wolf was not gentle at all when he caught Qin Feng. The four big wolf teeth were deeply embedded around Qin Feng's lower abdomen, and the blood slowly flowed down the wolf teeth into the wolf's mouth, or "ticked" on the tip of the grass. When Qin Feng was first taken out of the tent, he kept waving his hands to hit the wolf's body, but his strength gradually weakened, and his consciousness gradually blurred. The only thing he still had a slight impression of was that the wolf had just left the camp range when an iron-spine wolf howled nearby, and the wolf continued to run away with him, as if he wanted to go back to the wolf's den to share the delicious food. The other wolves did not follow back to the nest, as if they had faith in the wolf, but also seemed to expect more prey to come to the door.

Qin Feng, who was swaying in the wolf's run, didn't know how long he slept for a long time, and his consciousness revived. His mind was shaking at high speed, and he finally came up with a trick. He lowered his hands naturally, looking for something slightly sharp in the grassland, under the wolf's running, his hands rubbed against the ground frequently, the skin of his fingers was worn off layer after layer, and the blood flowing from his fingers marked the wolf's running trail one after another.

It really takes a lot of perseverance to persevere, and the potential of people in life and death is always beyond imagination. After grinding countless layers of finger skin, Qin Feng finally caught something like an arrow, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he directly pierced the wolf's upper waist.

"Whew", the wolf screamed in pain during the run. Because the wolf's mouth needed to shout, he inertia threw Qin Feng down 3 meters away, and the wolf also stopped his pace suddenly, and his two front hooves slid on his knees for more than 1 meter.

Qin Feng barely supported the upper half of his body with his hands, and half knelt deeply panting, trying to calm himself down and recover his energy slightly.

The iron-spine wolf let out several low-throat wails in succession, stretched out the wolf's head and licked the wound, and then "whined" at the sky.

The wind gently blew the faces of wolves and men, caressing the tired souls. At this moment, time seemed to stand still, giving humans and wolves a chance to breathe.

The wind gradually stopped, and the iron-spine wolf gradually became hideous. It straightened its front hooves, and the terrifying wolf head suddenly moved, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to come to Qin Feng. Qin Feng's spirit was highly tense, and when he saw the wolf pounce, he rolled three times on the spot, narrowly avoiding the wolf pounce.

The wolf pounced in the air, and swept towards Qin Feng with another paw. Qin Feng was small and sensitive, and he was forced to develop his maximum potential in the face of death, and he drilled in and out from under the wolf's belly with a "sloppy", and supported the grass with his hands, and jumped on the wolf's back with his strength.

The wolf let out a heavy wheezing sound and shook its body back and forth, but it didn't shake Qin Feng down, and rolled on the ground again, squeezing Qin Feng repeatedly. But Qin Feng's little tender hand, even if he rubbed off the skin, firmly buckled the wolf's back, and did not dare to let go at all.

The wolf, who had been rolling on the ground for a while, saw that there was no effect, so he stood up and shook back and forth. Qin Feng took the opportunity to free his right fist, clenched it tightly, and blood was still flowing from his fingertips, and with a "bang", he used twelve points of strength to hit the wolf's back with a "hit the tiger's back" move. A "click" sound of fractures sounded, which was not only like a wolf's backbone being discounted, but also like Qin Feng's hand bones being fractured.

The wolf snorted, and its belly was completely pressed against the grass, and there was no sound for a long time. Qin Feng was already out of strength, lying on the back of the wolf he once hated, his little face was pale, and his fingers were a little bleeding.

The wolf's fur was slightly half above the tip of the grass, but the wind was indistinguishable, still playing with the grass-like wolf's hair. Qin Feng thought in his head: "If the black boy sees me kill the Iron Spine Wolf, he will definitely believe that I have beaten Qin Meng in the future! Hmph, and Qin Meng, etc. Wait for me.. Come back.. Certain.. I'm going to beat you!"

Gradually, Qin Feng closed his eyes, his breathing was very weak, the dawn of the morning sprinkled on Qin Feng's body, a 5-year-old child in rags, covered in injuries but with a happy smile on his face, his life quietly faded.

Time seemed to stand still again, for a long, long time. Suddenly, the wolf's head shook gently with the breeze, and then shook a second time...... The wolf's eyes gradually opened, and the hideous wolf's head was 90 degrees and bent to look at Qin Feng lying on its back, shook his body slightly, and threw Qin Feng on the grass. Bloodthirsty desire, unprecedented abundance in the eyes of the hideous wolf.

The wolf's mouth was wide open, and it was about to bite Qin Feng's face in one bite.