"Why, hasn't Harry come back yet?" asked the gray-haired, crutched old man in some dilapidated tent. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A rugged man, half covered with scars, replied in a muffled voice, "Yes, now the children are looking in the woods, and they will surely be able to find this disobedient little cub." ”

"Alas, hopefully it's really just disobedient. The old man sighed: "Although Harry has always been naughty, he will definitely come back when it comes to dinner, and he won't come back so late today." You say, it can't be an accident. ”

"Where will something happen, this radius of a hundred miles, in addition to us, where will outsiders come, it must be chasing rabbits or something, running away, unfamiliar with this forest, get lost." Elder, you don't have to worry. The rugged man replied.

"By the way, I remember that it was Harry's father who defeated you, and you couldn't even go to the festival this time. The elder's voice was a little sad.

The rough man's face changed drastically: "Elder, what do you mean? Even if I Kobe Bryant can't afford to lose, I won't take a child out of anger! I'm going to get that little cub back!"

With that, the rough man opened the tent door and ran out in a rage.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside. It almost made the whole camp boil.

The elder also came out of the tent on crutches.

There were people standing outside, and almost the entire gray wolf clan had come out, and they were all around one with a serious face.

The elder walked over, and the crowd moved out of the way.

"What's going on?"

A man holding a half-sized wolf lamented, "We didn't find Harry, but we found his little wolf, Uwu, and it's dead!"

The half-grown wolf was lowered to the ground, without any blood or scars on its body, but its cold, stiff body told everyone that it was dead.

The rugged men turned pale all of a sudden: "Elder, believe me, I didn't do it.......!

"I know it's not you! We werewolves, no matter how much we have hatred, we won't kill each other's wolves. This is the work of an outsider!" the elder interrupted his argument with a heavy face.

When the people next to them heard the elder's explanation, they immediately became noisy.

"Damn outsiders!"

"Let's kill them!"

"Labor and management are going to skin them alive!"

"Grab your weapons and follow me!"

......

In the midst of the indignation, the white-haired elder carefully examined the corpse of the little wolf.

Suddenly, he shouted: "Enough! This matter is not as simple as you think! It is likely that Harry will only be captured by the enemy's scouts!

He looked at the rugged man next to him again: "Kobe, go, come with me to the Wild Wolf Clan's gang!

Looking at the little werewolf who fell to the ground and convulsed, his whole body was wet, and his breath was like a bellows, Zhang Ang did not have a trace of sympathy.

He wiped his sweat, and under Albert's strange gaze, he said slowly: "I inquired about it, most of the stronger wolf shepherds and wolves of the surrounding tribes have gone to sea, and now those who remain are some old, weak, sick and disabled, and they should not be strong." It's just that he doesn't know about veterinarians, so it seems that he has to find them one tribe after another. I don't think the veterinarian would go to sea with him. ”

"Not necessarily, this animal is on the ship, it is not like a human, and the mortality rate will be significantly higher. You can't go wrong with a couple of veterinarians on this boat. Albert poured a basin of cold water over him.

Zhang Ang thought for a while and said, "It makes sense to say that. However, first of all, we have to find out which tribe Susan's father was caught for, and from which port, it is best to find a guide, otherwise this sea is vast, and we don't know where to chase it?"

"Then let's secretly look for a few tribes around first, fortunately, the strong hands have gone to sea, and the danger should be greatly reduced. Albert analyzed.

Zhang Ang looked at the little werewolf lying on the ground and rolled his eyes, and said, "According to him, there are three tribes around, one is their gray wolf clan, which is considered the weakest, and then the stronger black wolf clan and the strongest mad wolf clan. Tomorrow, we'll go to the black wolf first, and then the mad wolf. However, it stands to reason that if there is no Martial Saint-level powerhouse, as long as we move faster, it should not be too dangerous......"

"Wait!" Albert held out a hand, interrupting Zhang Ang's analysis, his ears moving, as if he had heard something. "No need to look for it, they found it!"

"Isn't it, we deliberately ran so far that we can find it?" Zhang Ang said, so he picked up the light gong and went up to a big tree next to him.

As far as the eye could see, the night was dark, the moonlight was dim, and the whole forest was dark, and there was no enemy to be seen.

"Are you sure?" asked Aang softly, as Albert stood silently next to him.

"Yes, I heard a lot of wolves scurrying and wheezing, and there were also some people shouting mixed in, not much. Albert said softly with his eyes closed.

"So we've been discovered?" Zhang Ang was a little worried.

"I think they found it, but they didn't light torches, although there are many wolves, but they are scattered, they should be searching in a wide area, trying to find us. They shouldn't know where we are!" Albert analyzed.

"Then what else do you say, retreat first! It's too dangerous to fight these werewolves in the woods!" Zhang Ang lightly stepped down the tree, beckoned Arnold, and asked him to carry Susan on his back and go first.

"What about this little werewolf?" Albert asked softly, "Kill it?"

"No, take it with you. Zhang Ang didn't explain why, and directly ordered.

The group left the makeshift campsite and fled towards the mountains in the distance.

"Well, have your people discovered anything?" the elder of the Gray Wolf Tribe asked the other tall old man beside him.

The old man in the tiger's skin had his eyes closed, but his hands were wide open, as if he was summoning.

Wolves, large and small, slowly gathered together, crawling at his feet, whimpering and roaring something.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes!

The old hoarse voice came out: "That's right, that group is going to the north side of the mountain! They are very fast, and they are all good hands!"

The elder of the gray wolf tribe nodded with satisfaction and ordered: "Meet the black wolf's people, and then chase north!"

This is the old priest of the Wild Wolf Tribe, a legendary figure among several tribes, he has lived in the wolf pack since he was a child, grew up drinking wolf milk, and it is even rumored that he can speak wolf language and can communicate with wolves. But because he was too old, he was still left behind, responsible for taking care of the remaining clansmen and wolves.

As long as it is in the forest, as long as there are enough wolves, no one can escape his tracking.

After repeatedly confirming that there were no large forces within a radius of 100 miles, the three tribes united and, under the command of this old priest, began to besiege and kill these outsiders!

(To be continued.) )