Xiaohong obviously did not have the idea of ​​making the boss of Ji look handsome in front of the harem, and closed the door with a "bang".

When we arrived at the door of the civet, the civet was gritting its teeth and twisting around, and the signs of cruelty gradually emerged.

She closed the door and came to the rabbit's nest. The rabbit inside was stamping her feet step by step.

There are still no traces of other animals here, so the most likely one is the two rat houses on the other side.

Xiaohong opened the door of the rat house closest to the cave, and there were black mice inside, and nothing could be seen.

They came to the last rat house, and all the spears pointed at the door. As soon as the door opened, they would rush in and kill the invaders.

Xiaohong grabbed the opening of the door, gently swept the snow in the door, and suddenly pulled it hard, and the door opened wide.

The group of mice rushed out like a tide, unable to stop them, as if there was a demon king crawling out of the abyss inside, opening his mouth and eating them freely.

Everyone did not go in, but guarded the door and waited cautiously.

The breeze gently blew the flames, and the flames flickered, flashing through the darkness in the room.

"Jiji~Jiji~"

The mouse was still gushing out, running around in the canyon. Suddenly, the fire flashed to a white shadow in the rat house. His faint eyes were glowing green, and he held a mouse in his mouth. He turned his head and looked at Xiaohong.

The fire flashed and the house fell into darkness again. Xiao Hong rushed in without saying anything.

But as soon as she entered, something seemed to be surrounded by something under her feet and almost fell down.

"Gee~" A very small voice was made, and the sound was definitely not a mouse. Xiaohong turned around with expressionless face and stabbed her spear.

"Dada~" The wooden spear pierced the sky, stabbing the stones on the ground, and the stones rolled to the side.

The white shadow ran to the door in a blink of an eye, and like lightning, he pulled a white line in front of everyone and ran towards the entrance of the canyon.

Xiaohong hurriedly chased out, and saw the white shadow reaching the front of the canyon entrance at a fast speed, climbing up the stone rock, jumping over the wooden door, and running away.

Everyone did not react until this time, and quickly changed into the spear thrower and threw it to the place.

The spears and arrows flew away, swinging up and down in the air, flying into the distance.

Xiaohong and others chased to the entrance of the canyon, opened the door, closed the door, and came around to check. The spear was lost and the white shadow was not left behind.

"Woooo~" Xiaohong roared angrily.

"Woo~"

"Woo~"

"Woo~"

...

"Woooo~" Wang Yang was also roaring, his voice floating around the empty silence.

Others were shouting, calling for the shooting stars.

No one can respond, at least the meteor can never do it anymore.

The empty night sky was like a big mouth of a black hole, swallowing everything and not willing to spit out anything.

Wang Yang stamped his feet: "What a bastard! Where have people gone?"

He suppressed the depression in his heart, lowered his throat, and looked at the bloodstains carefully. He was not the leader of the murder group, but he also knew that there must be quite obvious traces when the body was dragged away.

Obviously, the murderer had no human IQ and would not cover up the scene. Wang Yang found the blood marks and continued to extend forward.

This position is on the left of the junction of the blade-toothed tiger, and the Deliverer and Xiaohong are also separated in some places in front.

When they came here, Meteor left the team.

Going further here, there is a sphere of influence similar to a corridor, because on the right, the force of the blade-toothed tiger is closely adjacent to the force of the blade-toothed tiger, the cliff on the left, and in the front is the downward area of ​​the left mountain, where the wolf can come down.

The blood began here and spread to that place.

Wang Yang looked for the blood and walked there.

He walked very quickly, and his heart became colder the more he walked. With so much blood, no one could survive. I can only hope that it did not flow out of the wound of the meteor.

The more you walk, the fewer blood marks on the ground, you can imagine that the wound will cool down and harden and no longer bleeding during the corpse being dragged.

Those blood marks are like an inverted triangle, with the pointed tips pointing to nowhere.

Wang Yang saw where he pointed. At this time, he stood on the last drop of blood. The drop of blood was dragged to mingle with Bai Xue, which was already very vague. If Wang Yang had not checked carefully and had flipped through the snow, he would not have seen it.

He stood there with a solemn look and called loudly to the surroundings.

It is still so empty, silent and soundless.

He stood here speechless. The bloodstains did not help him point out the famous path. It was broken after a short journey of less than 100 meters. On the left is the blade-toothed tiger and the right is the cliff section.

He could not tell which animal was killed, and the blood was not prompted, and the footprints were not prompted.

The pungent smell of blood attracted many animals to get close to each other, including wolves, blade-toothed tigers, and other inexplicable footprints, big and small.

Looking at the black in front of him, Wang Yang pursed his lips and sighed: "Look for a while, forget it can't be found."

He walked first, and the drive-throwers and others quickly followed him.

Without further ado, Wang Yang got nothing. He helped to lead everyone back. When he arrived at the entrance of the canyon, he saw Xiaohong and others driving the mice away, and in chaos.

Wang Yang frowned: "What's going on?"

He thought something big happened, so he quickly entered the canyon and counted the number of people, but no one disappeared again.

He breathed a sigh of relief and exchanged some situation with Xiaohong.

Xiaohong drew the white shadow on the ground.

Her paintings are not good, and the proportions are very unbalanced. She only expresses that an animal is attacking and eating mice, but she cannot express what animal is.

Wang Yang frowned, very uncomfortable, why have some messy things happened recently?

He looked at the picture of an animal that looked like a tiger, a cat and a dog, wondering if it could be done by "it"? Who is "it"? So bold?

Wang Yang shook his head, threw the chaotic emotions out of his head, and returned to the question of who killed the meteor.

The fear cat should not be. If it kills the meteor, it should drag it directly to the right and will not circumvent it here.

Then the murderer should be one of the blade-toothed tiger and the wolf.

Wang Yang is more inclined to be wolves, and their motivations are greater.

"Huh~ I don't want to think about it anymore." Wang Yang patted his anxious head, not wanting to think about these questions anymore.

There are dead people every year, but in recent years, there have been many fewer people. Many people can see them when they die. They are almost adapting to this kind of death without any sadness.

He was just not used to dying but could not find the body, and could not see their last glance.
Chapter completed!