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The Sky Wolf quickly thought of the key to the matter, and ran the Soul Eater Technique more quickly, and sure enough, as he guessed, the meaning of the porcupine's howl became clearer. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the porcupine screamed to death, the wolf finally broke through the language barrier and heard the beast language, but unfortunately, it only heard the porcupine's terrifying death voice.

Simple, straightforward!

That's the succinct communication between animals!

The wolf came out of the porcupine's ear and touched his slightly bulging belly with some delight.

In the past few days, he has gained some insight into the Soul Eating Technique, and the blood eating just now, the devouring suction power is really a little bigger, and the refining speed is much faster.

What's even more gratifying is that the purity of refining essence blood has also been improved, and it is no longer a mixed blood essence mixed with blood and essence, a bit of life essence, otherwise my little belly just now will be burst by a large amount of mixed blood essence, instead of the current slight bulge.

The Instinctive Soul Eater seemed to have evolved a bit in the direction of taking its life essence, and the Sky Wolf was very happy.

Of course, in addition to his knowledge of soul eater, Sky Wolf was also glad that he had learned the language of beasts.

In this way, you don't have to search blindly like before, and you can get information through communication and listening.

The wolf found some small pools of water nearby, washed the blood off his body, and hurriedly searched for powerful creatures in the forest by communicating or listening.

He didn't confine himself to this forest, but went deeper. However, he deliberately avoided the direction in which the ferocious flamingo was frightened.

In that place, he was sure that there must be a fierce beast of great strength.

After searching for seven or eight miles, he came to a dense forest, and he accidentally found a fruit tree.

This fruit tree, four meters tall, is a bit like a date tree, but the fruit is larger than the date, most of it is green and not yet ripe, while the others are half-ripe red and green fruits.

The wolf could not see a single ripe red fruit, mainly because, on this fruit tree, there were three small monkeys, a bit like macaques, who were picking fruits on the tree.

They don't know if it's color blindness or other reasons, whether the fruit is ripe or not, they look at it, they pick it, take a bite, it's not sweet, it's green, they throw it on the ground, and go on to pick the next one.

The three little macaques were jumping up and down the trees to pick the fruit, and threw it to the ground, as if they were happy with it, and they never got tired of it, and the wolf was distressed when they saw it, and secretly scolded these losers for spoiling the fruit.

This is the small-scale peasant thinking he brought with him in his previous life.

The wolf spoiled the food so badly that the wolf sprang up from under the tree, intending to teach them a lesson, but when he got to the tree, he heard them discussing that the fruit here was so bad that it was not good at all.

One of the little monkeys also said that far away from them, they had heard that there were fruit trees everywhere and that the fruit was delicious.

There is a fruit that can also strengthen the body.

As he spoke, the little monkey's saliva flowed out, and the wolf's eyes lit up when he heard it, but the other two little monkeys didn't seem to believe it.

The little monkey seemed to be a little impatient, and said, "That's what my father told him!" My father is the monkey king of the monkey group, and you know his strength. It was there that he got the fruit that gave him the status of the Monkey King today.

The other two little monkeys believed it.

The wolf secretly thought, the fruit eaten by the Monkey King is definitely not an ordinary fruit, it can strengthen the body, at least it is a spiritual fruit, it can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon.

The wolf ran straight down the trunk of the tree to the little monkey, squeaking and screaming, asking about the whereabouts of the fruit.

The little monkey saw that it was a little black mouse talking to him, and reflexively stretched out his palm and slapped it towards the wolf, as if he were hitting a fly.

The wolf stepped back slightly, avoiding its palm.

The palm of his hand slapped heavily on the branch, and the branches trembled, but the little mouse body of the wolf was as steady as Mount Tai.

Seeing that the furry palm was about to retract, the wolf quickly stepped forward, grabbed its little finger with two small claws, and then, with all his strength, quickly pulled back.

The speed of the wolf was very fast, and this rapid pull directly pulled the little monkey into a, and his jaw hit the branch hard, and he screamed in pain.

Then, its massive body rolled down the branches.

If it weren't for the wolf grabbing one of his fingers, the little monkey would have fallen.

With the monkey's ability, he may fall and can't fall, but he was pulled by the wolf like this, hanging in the air, and his fingers were about to break, which was undoubtedly a kind of torture of fear, and the macaque screamed again and again.

The other two monkeys were frightened, and jumped back into the distance, clutching the branches and barking at the wolf.

The wolf ignored them, hung the little monkey, and forced him to ask him about the news of the spirit fruit.

But this little monkey doesn't seem to know where the spirit fruit is? The specific situation, only his father knows.

The wolf didn't talk nonsense, pulled the little monkey up, ran to the top of his head, and said, Take me to your father?

The little monkey was startled, trembling all over, and had to agree.

Unfortunately, the little monkey's little finger was broken and he couldn't grasp the branches, so he had to follow the branches, get down the fruit tree, and walk from the ground.

Just as he was about to head towards the group of monkeys, the wolf suddenly heard the whining monkey cry, coming from far and near.

The wolf didn't need to guess, he knew that this was caused by the screams of the little monkeys, so he secretly scolded himself for being stupid, these little monkeys are not yet adults, and their monkey group must be nearby.

The group of monkeys was coming quickly, and in a moment the wolf saw seven or eight adult monkeys, whining and clutching at the branches, swinging towards them.

One of the macaques, the largest in size, the size of a native dog, more than fifty catties, is obviously, the monkey king of the monkey group.

The monkey king heard his son's whimpering cry, which came from the ground, and when he looked down, he saw his son on the ground, but at the same time, he was also keenly aware of the little black mouse above his head.

He roared angrily, let go of the branch, and with the inertia of his body forward, flew down towards the wolf.

With a bang, the Monkey King's body fell heavily to the ground, shaking the fallen leaves, and the ground was trampled into two holes, and his two legs were sunk in, showing his great anger.

But the wolf was indifferent to the anger of the Monkey King, standing on top of the little monkey's head, and without retreating, he directly asked the Monkey King, the whereabouts of the spirit fruit?

The monkey king was obviously very concerned about his son's comfort, and when he could listen to his words, he raised his hand and grabbed him.

The wolf was a little annoyed, and the standing rat body made an improvement and met the palm.

At the same time, one of his small claws was clenched into a fist, and before the hand could be grasped, his small fist struck the palm of his hand.

The wolf exerted a hundred catties of strength, and the monkey king was beaten back several steps on the spot, and then, covering his furry palm, he screamed wildly.

The monkey king looked down with a painful face, and found that his palm had been sunken in, as if it had hurt his bones, and he was shocked in his heart, how dare he step forward, but he was worried about his son?

Seeing that the monkey king was gradually calming down, the wolf jumped off the top of the little monkey's head, and the monkey king breathed a sigh of relief.

The wolf walked on his two hind feet and walked towards the Monkey King.

When the monkey king saw the strange behavior of this little black mouse, he was so frightened that he took two steps back, and the wolf had to stop and ask for news about the spirit fruit again?

The Monkey King was stunned for a moment, and then, his eyes lit up slightly, which made the wolf look a little inexplicable.

At this time, the other macaques also jumped down from the tree and landed heavily on the ground, surrounding the wolf with a strong deterrent, but he was not afraid and still stared at the monkey king.

The monkey king was about to agree, but he saw a macaque raise his hand in the sky and hammer at the wolf, and he was so shocked that he screamed no.