The panicked people had already lit fires before nightfall, gathered around and waited for the warriors to return.

The livestock of the other four tribes are also concentrated in the grasslands of the Ryoma tribe. Occasionally, in the night, small animals scattered and escaped, and were brought back by the newly grown hounds.

The old man held the horse-head qin and told a story from a long time ago, and the adults gathered together anxiously waiting for news from their relatives.

The children listened attentively around the old man.

"Are there more than five hundred wolves this time?" asked the old man, looking at the bleak moonlight, after telling the story.

"That's about all I saw. Someone replied.

"They crossed the warriors of the tribe and attacked the center of the venue?"

"Yes, and it's insanely fast. ”

"No!" the old man shook his head, his worried expression becoming even more obvious.

In this grassland, the old man has the oldest age and the most abundant knowledge.

"There are wolves in the back, and there should be a lot of them!" the old man pursed his lips and said: "The wolves are the same as people, they dare not do it without confidence, and if they dare to raid the high platform, it means that they still have strong reinforcements." ”

"We kill a lot of them!" someone said.

"Wolves are different from people, and they think they are all weak when they die. The old man looked at the moon rising in the east: "The weak are the logistics and vanguard of the entire wolf pack, and only the weak die and the strong can stay." Only the wolves selected by the survival of the fittest who have gone through brutal survival can make the wolves stronger and stronger. ”

"They let the weak be the leader, and when they die, they eat, and those who don't die will become strong in battle. The old man withdrew his gaze to the moon and said slowly as he looked at the roaring fire.

The old man took the long tobacco pouch, stuffed the leaves in the pot, and reached into the fire and took two puffs.

Zhan Li raised his head thoughtfully and asked:

"Third grandfather, don't they have wolves in the distant tribes?"

The old man took a puff of cigarette: "Yes." ”

"Are there wolves so far away?" the children wondered, thinking that there were wolves here.

They don't know how many wolves there are, or how far they can run to forage for food. Not to mention that this is not a pack of wolves foraging for food but purely for killing.

"Our mountain is a ruthless father!" the old man sighed.

"Ah, father?" the children, including the women and the men who escorted them back, were surprised.

"Yes, maybe the mountains think we should go to the outside world, but our ancestors have been here for generations, where can we go?"

"To the other side of the sea?" asked the child.

"But, boys, do you know how far away the sea is?"

"Is it far to the other side of the mountain?"

"Hehe!" the old man smiled and touched Zhanli's head.

"Qingyu, what about the child?" the old man thought of a question.

"Of course, it's much farther than that, even ten or a hundred, and when you can't get to the beach, you'll be old. The old man thought for a moment and said.

"Then let's go together, when we get old, our children will continue, and when they are old, their children will continue to walk, and one day they will be able to go!" the children continued to hope.

"Yes, yes, let's go together. The child kings of several tribes shouted.

"On the way, we can also practice martial arts together and hunt together. ”

The old man was silent, and the children didn't know why.

After a long time, the old man said with some sadness: "If my ancestors could do this, I should be the one who sees the sea." ”

Then the old man got up and went into the yurt, sat down on a sheepskin blanket, and smoked bag after bag of cigarette.

I didn't put the cigarette stick down until I was out of breath when I was coughing.

"Roar!" a beastly roar rang out.

Countless beasts appeared on the Heavenly Machine Dao Diagram.

This pair of cultivators had solemn faces, the Void Demon Beasts didn't need ordinary beasts, and it would take more wisdom and greater strength to defeat them.

Zhan Qingyu stared at the people on the screen, and vaguely saw that these two people were very similar to the people who appeared on the Taiji diagram before.

"Is it them?" Zhan Qingyu guessed, and then learned from the two while looking at the pictures.

I can only learn their tricks as much as possible, but it's hard. Whether it is in memory, or in the grassland after rebirth, I have never seen such a mysterious trick.

One finger can penetrate a huge demon beast, and a palm can smash the head of a demon beast.

Even with a glance swept over, the weak demon beast could be scattered.

The mother was still watching Zhan Qingyu from the sidelines, while waiting for her father, who still had no news.

Many people were asleep, and the grassland was surprisingly quiet tonight.

I don't know how long it took, but a scream woke up my mother, who was sleeping in Kazuki.

"Roar!" the beast's roar clearly entered Zhan Qingyu's mind.

The mother and son got up sharply and opened the door of the yurt, and they froze for a moment.

A scene they will never forget made the ten-year-old almost stop breathing.

The screams, the cries, the roars of the beasts, the severed arms and limbs everywhere, the bloody muddy meadows, all dark red.

There are wolves all around.

Former relatives and friends are lying in pools of blood.

Zhan Li, the partner who often fights with him, has one leg half amputated and his neck is bleeding profusely.

"Run," he shouted laboriously, glancing at Xiao Qingyu.

A vicious wolf passed by, quickly grabbed Zhan Li's neck and bit off his spine.

"Don't," Zhan Qingyu shouted.

The mother stumbled out of the yurt and sat down on the ground.

A vicious wolf came from behind the yurt, bit the back of the mother's neck and threw it out.

"Get out of here!" Zhan Qingyu burst out and kicked at the evil wolf in front of him, and the evil wolf dodged away.

Ignoring the tears, he desperately ran towards his mother, who had fallen in the distance.

"Child" The mother raised her arm and waved at him, and the mother wanted Zhan Qingyu to enter the tent.

Another vicious wolf bit the mother's raised arm, and the "click" arm was bitten off, and the mother was thrown out again with a shake of her head.

The evil wolf turned his head to look at Zhan Qingyu who ran over, with a piece of minced meat on his teeth.

"Give me back my grandma, give me back my grandma" Zhan Qingyu cried and ran towards her mother.

The wolf rushed over with a whin, its claws cutting off the hem of Zhan Qingyu's clothes, slashing deep into his abdomen, and a sharp pain came that he almost fell.

Two more wolves pounced on him from behind, knocking him down and tearing him apart.

Zhan Qingyu was pressed into the blood water, and his eyes were black and he felt that he had been hit hard a few times, and he passed out.

Several vicious wolves frantically bit the fallen Zhan Qingyu, devouring him bite by bite, as if devouring the enemy-like child.

Tonight, this group of demons will drive out all the living creatures of the grassland.

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