The light was strange, the dark sky was shrouded in rolling dark clouds, and the gentle sun did not want to see the large bleak scene on the ground.

There, there are countless cheerful flies, mosquitoes, maggots, countless vultures and wild dogs that feed freely, and countless rotten flesh and bones that are rotten and unburied. The air was filled with the smell of blood, which could not be washed away by rain, and the blood stains went deep into the ground and blended with the earth and stones.

A wild dog, gulping down the carrion in front of him, suddenly smelled a hint of sweetness that was contrary to the taste of corpse meat, it was the sweetness of life. The wild dog suddenly raised his head, the rotten meat for so long, but also wanted to change the taste, the sensitive nose twitched vigorously, and the eyes carefully looked around every corner. In addition to himself, the only people who can be counted as living beings are probably mosquitoes and flies.

No, the wild dog knew that it was satisfied, and it would be good to fill his stomach, so he continued to bury his head in the flesh of the corpse, arching open the iron armor rusted by the blood alkali, revealing pieces of meat that had not yet rotted, and the wild dog was delighted, opened his fishy mouth, and tore at the piece of meat, thinking of tearing it fiercely, and swallowed the flowing blood into his still hungry belly.

So, the movement of opening the mouth was also faster, but a faint cold light seemed to be faster. It was a short blade a few inches long, sparsely shaped, not much better than a small firewood knife from a farmer's house, and at this time, due to the high-speed swing, the short knife was twisted into a curved light by the gaze, and it was fleeting.

The hand holding the knife reached out from the pile where the wild dog was eating and brushed it against the wild dog's neck. The wild dog's hair stood on end, and he jumped backwards, covered in bloody flesh. The hand was as thin as the dagger, and then an equally thin child, who looked no more than ten years old, crawled out, and looked indifferently at the frightened wild dog.

When the wild dog sees the creature in front of him, he has no fear, and even roars from the heart, it is food, and it is a delicacy that can improve life. Revealing the blade teeth that were not much smaller than the short knife, the eyes showed a fierce light, the hair that stood up like a pinprick was sprinkled with a large amount of flesh and dirty blood stained on the fur between the shakes, and the black blood that was still hot on the neck was simmering with a faint mist, soaking the hard hair, and lying there weakly. The wild dog shook its fat head violently, shook off a few mouthfuls of thick blood, and then, a large amount of black blood emerged, flowing to the ground, spreading over the wild dog's claws, filled with hot temperature, and tried to explain its origin.

At this point, the wild dog realized that it was its own blood. Only, it's too late.

The wild dog looked at the child in front of him in disbelief, took a few steps back in surprise, and retreated, tripped over the rusty armor behind him, and collapsed to the ground. The skull seemed to be unusually heavy, as if it had been nailed to the ground, and the wild dog could not lift its head with great effort. Struggling, struggling to despair, the wild dog writhed wildly, hissing and howling with exhaustion, it didn't know why it had suddenly become like this, it hated it, it just wanted to eat and not be eaten. The blood is lost faster due to the large movements of the wild dog, and the wild dog's body is getting heavier and heavier, and his consciousness is becoming more and more blurred. In the end, only the faint breathing of the wild dog can be recognized, and then finally, the wild dog's eyes are dull and lifeless.

At this moment, the child just stepped forward and grabbed the hind legs of the wild dog, but he dragged something several times larger than himself, and depending on his proficiency, he should have done it many times.

This is a pile of rocks, the high boulders are crowded together, meandering through a few places and suddenly like the clouds open to see the sun and the moon, the field of vision suddenly widens, surrounded by rocks on all sides, you can't notice it at all from the outside, it is really a peaceful place for a small number.

Skinning and deboning, the child's technique is very skillful, and the short blade is like slaughtering a cow to dismember the huge wild dog with ease. Most of the stock is air-dried, propping one thigh on the grill on one side, while the hot soup is boiling in a large pot on the other. The discarded internal organs and limbs are buried in the pit, which can be called the intact fur to dry and leave it warm for the winter, and the wild dog is all over the body, refusing to leave the slightest.

When he had eaten his fill, the child washed his utensils, took out the short knife, and sharpened it from the rocks beside him, until there was a flow of light, and then wrapped it in a cloth and put it away carefully.

When it was over, the child was bored, and as if he had suddenly thought of something, he went straight to a corner, where he also stood a relatively square stone, and sat on the spot, losing his mind.

Under the rock, a dog that had lived with a child for two years was buried, and died last month, under the huge claws that should have fallen on the child. Nowadays, remembering a dead dog and remembering a dead person are dispensable.

But the child forgets his family, but it is difficult to forget the dead dog, even if the dead dog does not even have a name, he just can't forget it. Thinking of this, the child couldn't help but sigh that it might be the only sigh in his life.

said that life and death depend on each other, I am still alive, but you have become a dead dog.

Of course, I don't know how many more dead people in the world no one remembers.

The sound of rustling, the comer seemed to try his best to lower the footsteps, but it was still caught by the child's vigilant ears, the short knife in his hand, the child's condensation was completely ignorant of age, and he quickly disappeared.

This is a huge wolf, the huge eyes like copper bells look around, only to smell a fragrance far beyond carrion to find here, out of vigilance, the giant wolf deliberately lightened his pace in the face of the unfamiliar environment, and walked cautiously.

This is far from being comparable to the wild dogs before, no matter how many wild dogs there are, they can only be slapped to death by one slap in front of this giant wolf.

It took a long time for the giant wolf to move to the open field, still vigilant around the quiet surroundings, sniffing the soup left in the pot to find it. The residual temperature was still there, and there was a burst of incense, and the giant wolf subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva that had accumulated for a long time, but it was not in a hurry to enjoy it, it was very powerful, and it was almost at the top of the food chain around, but he was still afraid of death, so he was more cautious.

Patience is the foundation of survival.

The child was hidden in the dark, motionless, as if he had become one with the rocks.

One man and one wolf, a confrontation that cannot be seen.

The soup cooled and solidified, and the sky grew dark, and the wolf was not in the habit of spending the night in a strange place, which only made him more uneasy. So, it had to get out of here before nightfall.

The wolf poked his head into the pot, and several swallowing sounds were heard. The child's body trembled, resisting the momentary urge to step forward. In an instant of calmness, the giant wolf's bronze bell eyes were flashing with a faint cold light, scanning the surroundings. Sure enough, this goblin wolf deliberately sold a flaw.

There was no movement, and the giant wolf calmed down and swept away the remnants of the pot. The child wanted not to provoke the wolf to leave, but since it had already come once, how could it not come a second time?

When the wolf had finished eating, he left contentedly, and was stepping over a steep rock, when the thin figure, with a short knife, slashed through the same neck, and killed with the same blow.

However, the object is different, this is a giant wolf, a cautious and powerful giant wolf, the moment the short knife slashed, the giant wolf suddenly turned its body, and the sharp blade cut off a wisp of wolf hair in the throat.

The sudden attack made this overlord-level giant beast angry, and the wolf stood up all over its body, as hard as a needle, jumped off the rock in a few steps, glared at the attacker, and then let out a deafening roar that rose to the sky.

The child stared at the behemoth under the rock, but still as tall as himself, the hilt of the knife was covered with sweat, and his eardrums were slightly numb from the roar of the man. If you don't hit it well, it's very tricky.

Before the children could think about what to do, the giant wolf swooped down with his palms, carrying a howling hurricane to smash the attackers into pulp. The child was amazed, and tried to dodge the invincible palm. The speed of the palm is extremely fast, but the child has already met it after the immediate reaction.

With a palm, the rubble flies. The child who had been able to avoid it was surged by the wind and blood in his palm, and his cheeks hurt, and before he could rejoice, he slapped it with another palm.

Blood gushed up in the child's throat, and when he landed, he filled his mouth and spurted out. The child rolled down from the stone, rolling continuously to unload most of the force, and Rao was like this, and in an instant the pain made it difficult for the child to breathe.

The giant wolf lowered his head and spewed out two columns of air from his nose, spraying on the child's body, like a stone smashing his body, unable to bear it. The child was half-squatting, wiping the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with one hand, and clutching the short knife with the other, his eyes were frightened, but he was calm. Crying and complaining, you can't let this giant beast move your heart of compassion.

The heavy tail swept up a large cloud of dust, blinding the child's eyes, and the fierce wind rubbed the child's flesh and skin.

In the dust, the giant wolf raised its giant palm again, wanting to completely annihilate this existence.

The red sun, more and more like fire, more and more desolate, is about to be covered by the horizon. The giant palm falls, the wasteland is agitated, and everything under the palm has no chance of survival.

"Roar!" In the twilight of the world, there was a sudden loud howl, which stirred up everything around. It was the roar of the overlord after he was violated, the roar of the beast when it was wounded, and the mania of the giant wolf at the sudden turn of events.

Facing the fainter and fainter sunset, the child stood in the light, holding a short knife in one hand, and the thick and thick blood on the short knife flowed on the ground and entangled with the knife. The other hand hung down weakly, swaying against the gust of wind, and the child was in pain, and his face was as gray as earth, and his lips were pale. This hand was grazed by the giant wolf's palm, and it was so broken that it could not be broken again.

On the other hand, the giant wolf, with its oily fur shining in the sun, and its majestic eyes stared angrily at the child who was still breathing.

It's just that there is a shocking scar on the front left foot of the giant wolf, and it is gurgling with hot blood. It was the inconspicuous short knife that cut through the flesh that was difficult to penetrate, and opened the indestructible tough palm.

"Huh. The boy looked up and said, "I can kill you once if I hurt you once!"