Many of the wolves in the Scorched Earth Continent will choose to act in groups, and only a few will choose to go it alone. And the wolves who dare to choose to go it alone are the strongest in the species, they are outstanding, they don't need the strength of the team, they don't need the so-called cooperation, they can stand at the top of the mountain food chain.

Perhaps enraged by the flying trees, the mountain wolf lay on the ground with a low voice in its throat. Feng Mu knew what the mountain wolf was brewing, but he wasn't afraid.

In a moment, Feng Mu walked violently, and the cold sense of persecution could be detected even in the dark. The mountain wolf was a little frightened, and the pair of green moves turned in a different direction, as if they were about to run away.

said that it was too late, Feng Mu jumped high, and the branches in his hands hit hard, this blow was strong and heavy, and it was heavily pumped on the back of the mountain wolf. With just one move, the mountain wolf lay on the ground and couldn't move.

Feng Mu stepped forward and grabbed the hind legs of the mountain wolf, and dragged the mountain wolf to the big tree that couldn't be pulled out just now. He volleyed up the wolf's body and slammed the trunk of the tree. One time, two times......

Feng Mu grabbed the hind legs of the mountain wolf, like grasping a broom, and kept throwing it towards the tree.

Poor mountain wolf, all his internal organs were shattered, and he had already died.

happened to be hungry, Feng Mu set up a fire rack and roasted the mountain wolf to eat.

The surrounding trees have been broken a lot, and the sky appears above their heads. The rain had long since stopped, and the sky was clear. A bright moon hung high in the sky, and it was exceptionally bright.

Feng Mu chose to use violence to vent the pain in his heart, he did it, and he was tired. After eating a wolf leg, Feng Mu fell asleep by the fire again.

Sleep, wake up, sleep again, wake up again. After tossing and turning a few times, I opened my eyes again, and the sky was already bright, and the bonfire beside me had long been extinguished. Of course, I didn't sleep well last night, but Feng Mu didn't feel sleepy anymore. If you rely on violence to anesthetize yourself, it will have some effect yesterday, but it will be difficult to use it again today. At this time, Feng Mu's mind was full of Jing Xiangyao's figure, and he knew that he had to go down the mountain.

Jing Lang was home alone, his eyes were red and swollen, and he was obviously very unstable last night. Feng Mu walked across from Jing Lang and sat down, and the two were relatively speechless. I just sat there, and even the air became heavy.

About two hours later, there was a roar outside the door.

The lion and tiger beast is back! Feng Mu and Jing Lang's hearts rose to their throats.

The two walked quickly to the door, and Jing Li was getting down from the lion and tiger beast. Jing Xiangyao was still lying in the crook of Jing Li's arm, silent. Her face was pale, her face tilted to the side, her body twisted slightly, and she looked unconscious.

Feng Mu and Jing Lang's eyes were black, and they almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Jingli's words made the two of them happy.

"It's okay. Jingli spit out such a simple three words.

He put Jing Xiangyao on the bed, told Jing Lang and Feng Mu to take care of it, and then returned to his room and fell on the bed. It only took a few seconds for snoring to come from his room.

Jing Xiangyao's whole body was pale, her face was still tilted to the side, her body was flat, and it looked like she should be asleep.

Feng Mu carefully put his finger on Jing Xiangyao's face, and after a few seconds, he couldn't help but jump up. Jing Xiangyao snorted evenly, she was really fine! Jing Lang also probed with his fingers, and after confirming, he clenched his fists and roared towards the sky, then picked up Feng Mu from behind him, carried him to the center of the hall, and turned around several times in a row.

In normal times, if Jing Lang dared to do this, Feng Mu would have turned around and broken free, and then fought with Jing Lang. But this will be different, Feng Mu let him hold him, and he relaxed his body, and followed Jing Lang around and around, the two of them shouted recklessly while turning, so unpleasant, so unhappy!

A few neighbors who usually have a good relationship also learned the news, and they stood at the door and applauded and cheered.

Jing Xiangyao, who was lying on the bed, still fell asleep so quietly. Her face was getting a little bloody, and it seemed that she was slowly recovering. Jing Xiangyao, Jing Xiangyao, you can hurt us, when you wake up, I must beat you up. Feng Mu clenched his fist and struck at Jing Xiangyao's beautiful face, but the fist stopped in mid-air. Then Feng Mu withdrew his fist and smiled silly.

"I'm going to see my father. Jing Lang said to Feng Mu. Yes, in this incident, everyone focused on Jing Xiangyao, but ignored Jing Li. That's right, Jing Xiangyao is the biggest victim of this matter. However, Jingli was also hurt. As a father, he must be very self-reproachful and regretful, and when he saw Jing Xiangyao commit suicide, he would think, why couldn't it be himself who died? In order to save Jing Xiangyao's life, he tried everything he could. Thankfully, he did. If he doesn't, then ......

Jing Lang gently pushed open Jing Li's door, he was a little apprehensive. For Jing Lang, who lost his mother's love since he was a child, his childhood was not so colorful. His father was unsmiling, taciturn, and often inexplicably angry, and his father was not so fun-loving and sociable, so even he and Jing Xiangyao had few playmates.

Jing Lang knew that his father was carrying some things, but he never refused to say it, nor did he want others to share it, but whenever these things on his back weighed his father's breath, the brother and sister often became punching bags. Jing Lang deeply understands that his father has always loved himself and his sister deeply, and this love surpasses everything in the world, but on the surface, his father is more strict with them. In the eyes of others, it is a little too harsh.

Jing Li was snoring loudly on the bed, maybe he couldn't bear it. Jing Lang silently looked at his father's face, he was very haggard and emaciated. He has a scruffy beard, he is unkempt, he seems to be a little old, but he is only forty years old, he is a master of Huiyue, and in many cases, the master is not old. Jing Lang silently looked at this familiar face, and unconsciously, a few tears fell on the dry face.

At this time, Feng Mu's shout of joy came from outside, and Jing Lang instantly guessed that it must be his sister who woke up.

"Sister Yao, Sister Yao, you're finally awake!You girl, you can scare my brother to death!" Feng Mu held Jing Xiangyao's back, and was so excited that he was incoherent, "It's okay, it's okay, Sister Yao, don't cry, just wake up, we're all fine." ”

Jing Xiangyao looked at Feng Mu, wiped the tears from her face, and then nodded heavily.

Jing Lang quickly rushed over and hugged Jing Xiangyao, and two lines of tears flowed down from his small eyes. The fat man hugged Jing Xiangyao tighter and tighter, and shouted in his mouth: "Sister Yao, Sister Yao, I don't want you to die." ”

"I'm not dead, but I'm so uncomfortable to be chained like this. Oops, if you don't let go, I'm about to suffocate. Jing Xiangyao pressed Jing Lang's shoulders and pushed him away.