The next day, the sun seemed to become particularly strong, which made Wang Yang open his eyes early...

He was on duty last night and went to bed very late. Although the tribe did not need more precautions for the time being, he still took the time and replaced the wooden board at the entrance of the canyon with a tall piece.

He didn't think there were any animals nearby that could enter the canyon, but he was reluctant to fall asleep.

It seems very contradictory to say this, but it is really contradictory, and his mood is very contradictory.

He didn't want to continue to get entangled with why the head wolf didn't kill him, so he walked out of the cave and planned to take the little animals that had been holding on for many days to relax.

Outside the cave, the sunlight is actually not dazzling. It can be said that it is too soft and has no temperature.

The blade-toothed tiger in the canyon was very alert. When he noticed something unusual around him, he immediately raised his head and slowly supported himself.

After it saw clearly around it, it couldn't help but feel annoyed in its heart that the nightmare had not passed yet.

Wang Yang was in no mood to pay attention to it and walked into the canyon.

In the canyon, next to two rows of houses, are the corpses of wolf.

Since I pulled them up last night, it has not been processed and does not need to be processed. The ice and snow will not break.

But the bright red snow that refused to melt was somewhat charming, and it was difficult to relax when I looked at it.

"Ao~Ao~" The little wolf's scream came from the right.

They were tied near the rat house. Inside the rat house were panicked mice, and then the blade-toothed tiger was sandwiched in the middle, unable to sleep or eat.

After they were caught, they did not eat and were very hungry. They listened quietly to the movements in the rat house, and their eyes were initially cruel and wanted to hunt.

Wang Yingying got up earlier than Wang Yang. There were a few pieces of meat scraps in her small fist, and she blinked her big eyes and approached the little wolf.

The little wolf's scream was made.

They cannot forget the tragic situation they saw last night, and they cannot forget that their companions were covered in blood and were dying and were subdued by everyone.

They screamed because of fear, as if Wang Yingying was the god of death from the underworld.

Wang Yang knew his sister. She had never experienced any dangers. She was very serious about protecting her, so she was very brave. She dared to pick up the flying stones when she was a child, but now she dared to get close to the wolf.

In her opinion, these two little wolves are similar to rabbits and are not threatening.

Wang Yang did not stop her, and the two wolves really couldn't hurt her.

She approached the little wolf, squatted down, looked at them curiously, and reached out to touch them.

The little wolf was so scared that he trembled all over. He stepped back, raised his head, and stared at the big furry hand.

She dropped her hand and wanted to catch it. The little wolf immediately ran to the side, the rope was pulled up, its neck was pulled, and its body staggered and fell.

But it was still very scared, so it quickly got up and pulled it hard regardless of its tightened neck.

Wang Yingying looked at it for a while and found it boring, so she threw down the minced meat and left.

After she left, the little wolves returned to their original place in fear. Hunger made them pounce on the minced meat regardless of everything. They lowered their heads and smelled it. Suddenly, they stopped and whimpered and lay beside them.

That's wolf meat.

Wang Yang was silent for a moment, stepped forward and took away the small piece of meat, tore some reindeer meat from the cave, and gave it to them for food.

At this time, the adults got up, and they brought all their equipment as usual, prepared to go up the mountain and hunt the last wolf.

Their idea is not wrong. There is another enemy that needs to be eliminated. Even if it cannot be eliminated, the other party's storage must be scraped.

This was what Wang Yang expressed to them a few days ago. They understood it very thoroughly.

Everyone began to surround him and shouted excitedly at him, asking him to lead everyone to attack again.

He didn't want to go. His experience last night made him realize that the leader wolf gave up his territory and did not want to fight again, which also means that it could not pose a threat again.

An animal that does not pose a threat is prey, and a wolf is a prey that is difficult to catch and is not worth spending time catching.

But he didn't want to extinguish everyone's mood. The overall suppression of this battle obviously brought them endless confidence. Even if he met other powerful opponents, he would not be afraid anymore.

So he decided to go up the mountain with everyone. As time goes by, they will understand that the head wolf has left.

Everyone came to the wooden door, and the friends took it open.

However, when the world outside the wooden door slowly appeared in front of everyone, everyone picked up their weapons one after another.

There was a wolf outside the canyon. The wolf stood in the middle of the aisle where the trap was not yet ready to be re-set, and looked at them quietly.

It has a scar on its face, so it is a wolf.

It came alone, no more than twenty meters away from everyone, very close, so close that everyone could calmly pick up the spear thrower and stone throwing rope, aim slowly, and then shoot a fatal blow.

However, it had no idea how dangerous it was at this time, and its attention was not on everyone. Its eyes hurriedly passed by everyone, and through the gap, it peeked at the scenery in the canyon.

Then, it whistled.

"Ao~Woo~"

In the canyon, a few cheerful and anxious responses sounded, and the majestic roar of the blade-toothed tiger.

Everyone thought the leader wolf was provoking him, so they shouted, grabbing their weapons and trying to find a position to set up a formation attack.

But they were still in the canyon at this time, and it was impossible for them to attack through the canyon.

Wang Yang looked at the head wolf quietly, feeling very complicated. He suddenly understood why the head wolf didn't kill him. Perhaps it thought that if it didn't kill him, it would let the two little wolves go.

The head wolf felt his gaze and looked at him.

There was no trace of fighting in its eyes, nor was there any ferocity, nor even calmness. Wang Yang didn't know how to describe that kind of gaze. Without hostility or harmony, it was difficult for him to use the word begging on the head wolf, because it was indeed not begging.

He turned around and waved his hands to everyone, stopping the hustle and bustle provocation.

Then he lowered his head silently, as if he was hesitating.

Suddenly, he raised his head and waved to everyone: "Get back..."

...

Everyone retreated back to the cave, puzzled and helpless. Whether they wanted to do so or not, they were pushed back to the cave by Wang Yang.

Wang Yang stood at the entrance of the cave, in front of everyone, silent.

The head wolf gently raised his legs and walked forward a few steps tentatively. It walked very carefully and cautiously, with its majestic and proud head gently lowered.

It walked in gently and looked at the canyon.

This canyon is not unfamiliar with it. A long time ago, when it came here with its companions, he walked into it proudly and calmly, and asked for a large piece of food from everyone's hands.

Many years later, it came here again, but was alone, and its companions still had, but died.

It stopped, looked at Wang Yang again, then trotted lightly, came to the corpse of the wolf pack on the left, lowered its head, and licked its warm tongue on the cold forehead of a companion. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!