The traces of the wolves in the canyon were buried in the dark, with only countless warning and fearful voices.

Wang Yang was in the cave, absent-mindedly eating roasted wolf residue, thinking about the plan to eliminate the wolf pack the next day.

If the little guy hadn't called out "chirped" he wouldn't have noticed it.

Turning his head, he complained irritably: "Damn the blade-toothed tiger, what a mess, it's really uneasy!"

Wang Yang originally wanted to go and take a look, but when he saw an adult walking outside, he thought to let it go.

The adult walked to the entrance of the cave and stepped into the darkness.

There was darkness in front of him, and he moved the torch slightly forward. He saw the blade-toothed tiger roaring to the left and to the right. He seemed to be hungry and wanted to eat the small animals in the houses on both sides.

Instead of going back immediately, he walked to the rat house and wanted to check if there were any other animals to steal.

Suddenly, a little rustling sound came from the entrance of the canyon. He frowned slightly and moved the flames to that place.

There is nothing unusual at the entrance of the canyon, and the wooden boards that block the entrance of the valley are still standing there.

He shook his head and turned around again. Suddenly, a rustling sound came from behind him. He turned his head in confusion and saw a wolf head with green face and fangs appear in front of him.

"Woo!"

A scream of fear frightened everyone in the cave.

Wang Yang's heart was thrilled and thought it was not good. He reflexed himself. He didn't even have time to get the wooden spear. He directly pulled a fire stick and rushed towards the entrance of the cave.

Everyone responded immediately and rushed over with Wang Yang.

Dozens of fire sticks were all pulled out, and the bonfire disappeared immediately. The continuous fire illuminated the canyon and also illuminated the bloody scene.

In front of the outermost rat house, a group of wolves swallowed the adult. His torch fell to the ground, and his whole body fell into a pool of blood. His body kept twitching, and blood flowed all over the ground. He extinguished the flame with a "swish~" and extinguished his life.

"Pa~pa~pa~" the wolves' bloody mouths opened slightly, and blood fell from their two sharp teeth. "Pa~" fell into the blood, causing a wave to swell.

They turned their heads, with fierceness in their green eyes and a slight roar.

The wolf was holding a piece of flesh and blood in his mouth, chewing slowly in front of everyone, making a slight "squeaking" sound.

The sound was very small, but each sound made Wang Yang's eyes turn red, and his heart seemed to be torn apart with the rhythmic chewing.

"Aowu~"

Suddenly, the wolf was provocatively roaring to the sky, and the wolves followed and cheered unrestrainedly in front of everyone.

"Bastard!" Wang Yang's eyes instantly turned blood red, and he rushed over with a torch.

When everyone saw this, they immediately followed up angrily.

The scar on the wolf's face moved gently, like a worm.

It turned around, ran back, jumped out of the canyon with ease, and the wolves followed one by one.

Wang Yang chased them angrily to the entrance of the canyon, watching them disappear into the darkness unwillingly.

"I'll kill you sooner or later."

He cursed angrily, came to the adult side, squatted and looked at him.

He could no longer save him, a large piece of flesh was torn off from his neck, blood was squirting wildly, and all kinds of muscles and blood vessels were exposed.

His body was also very heavy, and his arm was pulled away, his stomach and calves were covered in scars, his mouth was slightly opened, and his mouth was spitting out blood foam.

His eyes were already blind, and he widened his eyes and looked at the dark night sky empty, wondering if he could still see it.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and wanted to grab something. Wang Yang reached out and grabbed him.

He held Wang Yang hard, and tried very hard, and his sharp nails clenched into Wang Yang's palm, as if he wanted to grab the last straw in his life.

In just one moment, Wang Yang felt that his hand had lost strength. That moment seemed infinitely long, as if a whole century had passed.

He clearly noticed how life passed through his hands, as if he had touched that subtle feeling, but he seemed not to touch it, just for a moment of long and shortness...

He didn't know how to describe it, as if his hand had just lighter first, then suddenly became heavier, always so heavy that he wanted to fall to the ground.

Wang Yang squatted there, lowered his head, and took a deep breath.

In the flames, the people's at a loss were reflected, and they stood there, looking at Wang Yang, and then at him.

"Woo~!"

Wang Yang suddenly stood up and whistled to the sky.

"Woo~!"

"Woo~!"

Under the black night sky, Wang Yang screamed again and again on the silent forest, through the clouds, through the trees blocking the road, and into the ears of the wolves.

The head wolf rushed through the forest, suddenly stopped and looked at the place. The wolf stopped and looked at it with his eyes.

The head wolf listened to the voices, and the fierceness in his eyes slowly faded away. It walked to the side of the wolf, suddenly stuck out its tongue, and added their heads one by one.

Then he turned around and roared at the place.

"Aowu~"

"Aowu~"

In the canyon, Wang Yang heard those screams. He lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly. He felt endless anger echoing in his chest. Instead of chasing the wolf pack like crazy, he came outside the canyon and dug the pit that had not been completed.

Wang Yingying looked at him, without thinking, took out a stone knife from the cave and dug it with him.

The orthologist was unknown and rarely stared at Wang Yang's arm, and also went to get a stone knife.

Zhang San also moved, and the drive-offs moved, and more and more people joined.

Not long after, a very deep pit appeared in front of him.

Wang Yang carried the adult's body over, jumped into the pit, put him flat, then crawled out, and slowly filled him with soil.

Everyone was helping him.

There were still no tears, no crying, no heart-wrenching crying, but perhaps even Wang Yang did not notice that this might be the first funeral in the history of the entire tribe.

For the first time, everyone attended the funeral where Wang Yang was alone and recited the chant of Xuan Ci alone.

He never thought that the first funeral would be so miserable and withered, nor did he think that it would take such a great price to accelerate the emotions of everyone.

If there is a choice, he doesn't want this way.

When they returned to the cave, everyone was in a low mood. The animals in the canyon felt the bloody stimulation and the dangers were eliminated. They calmed down and gave everyone a good environment to rest.

But the noise still existed. Wang Yang took all the wooden spears in front of him and checked with Zhang San whether the tip of the wooden spear was still sharp and whether it needed to be cut again.
Chapter completed!