Unlike most of the wild demons Zheng Qing has ever seen.

The group of wolf demons in front of the Sin Hunting Team obviously had strict discipline and strict rank.

For example, the gray wolf demon will hang its ears and hang its tail in front of the big black wolf, and the big black wolf will always have one or three gray wolf demons of varying numbers as servants next to the big black wolf. And whether it is a black wolf demon or a gray wolf demon, in the process of besieging the Sin Hunting Team, they all seem to advance and retreat in a measured manner, and they are not hurried.

Therefore, there must be a wolf king in the middle of the dispatch.

Zheng Qing slowly turned the brass telescope in his hand, and looked over one wolf after another, trying to find the mysterious figure.

But after repeated times, he never found the mysterious wolf king - no, it can't be said that there is no gain, at least, Zheng Qing found a very special black wolf demon in the wolf pack.

Of all the wolf demons seen so far, it is the guy who is most likely to play the role of the wolf king.

The average gray wolf living in the Xianbeilian tundra is about sixty to eighty centimeters tall at the shoulder, and the gray wolf demons in front of the Sin Hunting Team are all about one meter tall at the shoulder. As for the black wolf demon, it will be relatively taller, but its shoulder height is also more than one and a half meters. Only the largest black wolf, two meters high at the shoulder, even if it doesn't look up, it can reach above the lap of the blue fat man, standing out from the crowd of wolf demons, which is extremely eye-catching.

What's more, when all wolf demons pass in front of this big black wolf, they will take the initiative to bow down, tilt their heads sideways, and expose their fragile throats under the fangs of the big black wolf.

And the reason why Zheng Qing thinks that it is not the wolf king is because this big black wolf has a white wolf the size of a fist lying on its head, as if it has a short white horn on its top - if this black wolf is the real wolf king, then there is no doubt that any wolf demon in the wolf pack can't and won't climb on top of its head.

Even if the little white wolf is its descendant.

Of course, Zheng Qing also considered whether the white wolf had any special identity. But looking through the binoculars, looking at its two round red eyes and the fine fluff all over its body, it looks like a wolf demon cub that has just been born less than a full moon.

......

When Zheng Qing carefully searched for the figure of the wolf demon king at the top of the hill, the team that went down the mountain to pick up the blue had also started a hand-to-hand encounter with the wolf demon.

said that it was a team, but in fact, there were three members in total - Zhang Jixin, Blue Fatty, and the little mink who had washed the mud on his body and changed back into a purple fur.

The whole detachment centered on the blue fat man, who wielded a thick tree trunk as a weapon to intimidate and scare off the wolf demons around him. Zhang Jixin walked around the giant, helping to warn him of blind spots that he couldn't notice, such as behind him, under his legs, and so on. The sable lay on the tip of the blue fat man's nose to guide the response team.

Of course, Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao, who were behind the team, were also vigilant at all times, and while maintaining the talisman array, they had prepared sufficient talismans and spells to help them at any time.

Overall, the arrangement is decent and doesn't look particularly outstanding, but it doesn't have any special shortcomings.

"Ahh......h Always lying on the tip of my nose, not only does it interfere with the vision, but your tail always burrows into my nose, it's very itchy!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but sneeze again.

Several gray wolf demons, led by a big black wolf, pounced on them with lightning speed - perhaps they thought that the giant's distraction was a good opportunity to attack at this time, but they obviously ignored the stick in the hand of the blue fat man—under the big stick wielded by the blue fat man, these wolf demons turned over and fell back at a faster speed, leaving the ground wailing all over the ground.

"Maybe I can light a torch on the end of your stick?" Zhang Jixin stood at the feet of the blue fat man and shouted at the top of his voice: "Do you think these wolf demons are still afraid of fire?"

The blue fat man was stunned, scratched his head, and then poked the stick in front of the red-faced wizard: "You can try ......"

......

The feeling of stabbing a knife from behind is really refreshing.

As Blue Tinch pulled the sword out of the back of the wolf demon's neck, the thought slipped through his mind - although it didn't sound above board, the most important thing was to take advantage of his unpreparedness, surprise him, and take him by surprise, and then win the victory.

When these thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, the young swordsman had already dragged his long sword and flickered to the edge of the wolf demon group's blockade one after another.

He didn't need to look up to feel the familiar fluctuations of magic coming from the small hill not far away.

And the familiar figures who came down from the mountains and were entangled with the wolves.

"The fat man has already called the big man out...... It seems that the situation is really bad. ”

"Well, the mink is safe, too. ”

The swordsman noticed the small purple dot on the blue giant's head, and the corners of his mouth hooked, thinking silently in his heart.

There was a sound of wind in his ears, and he tilted his head slightly, and the corner of his eye swept to a figure rushing from behind him.

"Slash Yan Anti-Secret Technique!"

His figure suddenly rose to the ground, like a huge bat, and in a flash, it quietly appeared behind the wolf demon that attacked him. Before the puzzled wolf demon could find its target again, the cold sword plunged into the gap between its neck bones, cutting off its last chance of life.

Instead of collecting the loot or re-hiding, the Blue Tinch showed up generously and ran towards the hill with all his might—his teammates were less than fifty meters away from him, and the nearest wolf demon was still a hundred meters away. All it takes is a simple sprint, and you're safe.

......

When the blue giant swung a flaming stick and slammed through the wolves, when the blue carried a long sword and rushed back from behind the wolf demon, Zheng Qing's telescope did not keep an eye on them.

He has a lot of confidence in his players.

Compared to this, he cared more about the wolf demon king who never appeared.

Whether it was the black wolf demon being smashed into meat sauce by the blue giant's wooden stick, or the gray wolf demon splattering four feet of blood under the blue's sword, the wolf demon king never appeared, allowing the wolves to circle around those few hard bones.

Until the blue tinch broke through the wolf blockade and was about to return to the range of the Guilty Hunter rune array.

The biggest wolf demon suddenly stood up, shook his ears, and trotted forward a few steps with his legs raised.

This abrupt move immediately caught Zheng Qing's attention.

He lifted the brass telescope in his hand and focused the lens on the largest black wolf demon.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed that the white wolf cub who was originally sitting on the head of the black wolf demon suddenly stood up, stretched his waist with his legs, and then grinned at Zheng Qing's camera, as if smiling, and flicked his tail.

Zheng Qing removed the binoculars, shook his head vigorously, and rubbed his eyes.

Delusion, it must be an illusion.

He re-raised his binoculars and aimed them at the black wolf.

The white wolf cub on the wolf's head is gone.

The young wizard froze for a few seconds, his expression changed dramatically, he dropped the telescope in his hand and ran down the hill.

"Beware of the white wolf!!" he shouted as he ran: "Beware of that white wolf!! come back quickly!!"

......

"Be careful!!

Before the joy of the reunion bloomed on his face, the blue tinch heard Zhang Jixin's frightened scream. His tone was so terrible that for a moment, the blue tinch almost thought he had heard the banshee's howl.

But in the blink of an eye, he immediately came to his senses, reflexively, drew his sword, kicked his legs hard, and retreated.

However, it was a little late.

The last image the young swordsman saw was a large mouth that seemed to devour the sky and the earth—its upper jaw covering the sky above his head, its lower jaw covering the grass beneath his feet, its scarlet tongue covered with sharp barbs, and its thick saliva corroded the earth and air like sulfuric acid.

The swordsman in mid-air had nowhere to borrow his strength, and could only watch the big mouth get closer and closer.

In his mind, for some reason, the appearance of the relict fish he had seen not long ago appeared.

"Fenrir. ”

The blue muttered in a low voice, and the sword in his hand did not have a chance to be raised after all, and his eyes went black, and he was caught in his stomach by the huge tongue.