Chapter 1 Spring is everywhere when I come

Because it is spring, today's rain seems very light and soft.

The dense, thin raindrops fell obliquely on the heavy fur of the little wild buffalo.

The fur on the little bison's body is very dense, it is a piece of new hair, and the oil is rich. When the rain falls on it, it slides down. Only a little water vapor will penetrate into the fur, ice and cool.

Winter hair will not be like this. It is thick and dry, not only can resist rain, but also ice and snow.

Every time the winter hair fades, the little bison feels that the world is very unfriendly to it.

So, the little bison shook slightly, and the rain was shaken away by it, turning into thick water mist.

The mist fell on other bisons and did not arouse dissatisfaction. The grass that just grew in spring was not allowed, and they easily waste their time eating for this little thing.

The figure of the little bison looks very short in the bison herd, and it has no dissatisfaction with it. If you work hard to eat green grass for two years, it will grow as tall as your father.

Thinking of this, the little bison couldn't help looking at his father who was standing at the highest point, and his envy was beyond words. His father was dark, tall, with thick limbs, and his thick neck was integrated with his huge head, which ensured that the long curved corners on his father's head had the upper hand when they collided with the enemy.

The wind blew the long hair hanging from my father's neck, and the long hair blew slightly. Coupled with my father's melancholy and deep eyes, the little bison felt that his father should be born to be the king of bison.

Looking down at the puddle, the little bison felt that he should be the king of the bison.

Another heifer's hooves shattered the small puddles and the handsome appearance of the little wild buffalo.

The puddles became turbid and ripples were everywhere.

The little bison gasped, his eyes gradually turned red, his neck sank, and a front hooves dug the ground. It rushed forward without the head that had just grown half a small horn hitting the heifer who had broken his shadow.

The heifer was knocked and staggered, and then ran away in horror.

The little bison also calmed down and continued to guard the edge of the puddle. It knew that as long as it waited for a while, the puddle would become clear from turbidity and finally return to its original appearance.

However, the ripples in the puddle did not gradually calm down as it imagined, but instead became more and more intense.

"Moo—"

The low and majestic voice of the Bison King suddenly rang out.

The bisons who were eating grass immediately stopped eating grass and looked at their father with vigilance.

The Bison King, who was originally standing at a high place, rushed down the high slope like a tank, guarding the northwest corner of the herd, with its corner facing outward, and its limbs tightly grasped the ground, as if guarding against the most terrifying enemy.

The cattle herd also moved quickly. The strong bulls all followed the Bison King, and quickly formed a circle to surround the cows and calfs in this circle.

When the little bison discovered this situation, the formation of the bison had already formed. It screamed and tried hard to drill into the circle. Unfortunately, the bodies of the strong bulls were too heavy and could not be shaken by his half-large bison.

The little bison couldn't squeeze in, so he had to raise his head in horror to look for the source of danger.

There was no white wolf king on the high slope, and there was no wave of water generated by crocodiles swimming in the puddle. Although there was a group of vultures hovering in the sky, they were trying to disperse, and it seemed that some danger was coming.

The vultures are not the enemy of their buffalo.

So, what is the danger?

Several blue wolf stood up from the hidden place and ran towards the distance without looking back, which made the little bison even more afraid and leaped into the herd more vigorously.

"Moo—" The Bison King roared again, his voice full of fear... The little Bison's limbs became soft and he knelt on the ground. The last time his father made such a roar, he met the Sabertoothed Tiger King.

That time, a long scar was left on the back of my father who escaped by chance.

The little bison pissed into the herd from under the bull's legs.

He shook, hid his head between the legs of a cow, and wished he could get in.

"Dong--"

There was a loud noise in the sky.

The originally gray sky seemed to be like the puddle that the little bison had just stepped on, and it brought huge waves, but these waves pushed away the clouds and fog, revealing the blue sky behind the clouds.

"Moo—"

The Bison King roared again, but this time he aimed a pair of curved corners at the sky.

A shiny ball of light slowly fell from the sky, and all the bison stared at the not-so-large ball of light.

The light ball seemed to descend very slowly, but in fact it was very fast. In just a blink of an eye, the light ball fell into the middle of the cattle herd. Immediately, the light ball exploded, and a circle of white light waves spread out. The light waves were like a sharp knife, cutting the body of the buffalo without any obstacles.

The little bison watched helplessly as the body of the cow, which was protecting itself, was cut open from above the thighs, slowly sliding down, and hitting its body. Before he died, he still screamed in a low voice.

"Pubo, pubo..."

Basically all the bison's bodies were cut flushly, and of course, some calfs were not cut open, but their heads fell off.

The light wave did not stop spreading, but its power was rapidly weakening, cutting off some shrubs and trees, and finally slashed heavily into the high ground, lifting a circle of dust and disappeared.

The little bison saw the body of the Bison King. Its eyes were no longer deep and sharp, but covered with a film that had lost its light. So the little bison hid its head under half of the cow's body, and it didn't want to know anything.

It was unknown how long it took, when the vultures in the sky began to peck at the corpse of the bison on the ground, the little bison pulled its head out from under the cow's corpse.

This time, as soon as it looked up, it saw a small, soft, white little cloud.

Yunchuan sat dumbly on the ground. When the little bison looked at him, he was also looking at the little bison.

Whether it was Yunchuan or Little Bison, their eyes were full of doubt and ignorance.

Yunchuan's hands are too small and have no strength yet. His legs are short and fat, just like a Michelin tire man.

Even the mouth only had three teeth.

Such Yunchuan people and animals are harmless.

However, the little bison, who was so scared that it was about to twitch, rubbed its body close to Yunchuan, and put its head on the ground, admitting that Yunchuan was its new king... Other bisons came to compete for the throne... only killed the Bison King, or killed one or two strong bulls, and at most a few calves to death. This little strange creature with bare body killed all the bisons except it.

Yunchuan curled up and sat on the grass. A dung beetle pushed a dung ball the size of a table tennis ball and walked past his feet with difficulty. There was also a huge pastel butterfly he had never seen before and left the rain shelter and danced in front of his eyes.

There is a huge hole in the sky covered by dark clouds. Through this hole, Yunchuan can see the blue sky.

The wind in the sky must be very strong. In less than a minute, Yunchuan saw the cloud cave, and the wind was torn irregularly from its regular circle.

After a while, the thick clouds completely covered the blue sky, but the wisps of light rain became even more lingering.

The grass around him was very long, at least for Yunchuan. He stretched out his left hand and didn't catch it, which was very disappointed.

An ugly and covered in blood-like bull head dragged a half-large bull body and trembled on the grass.

Yunchuan turned around and ran away. He didn't know how long he had escaped. When he looked back at the dirty bull's head, he realized that he had escaped less than ten meters away.

Looking at his fat arms and then at the stupid bull head, Yunchuan was about to stop and think carefully about why he fell into such a field.

When Yunchuan began to think, the world became quiet.

And it's suffocating.

Quietness only lasted for a moment, and then, a green wolf the size of a calf suddenly appeared in front of Yunchuan.

The fur on its face wrinkled, and its fangs exposed were exposed and leaned towards Yunchuan step by step. Yunchuan could even see the saliva at the corner of its mouth.

Yunchuan looked down at his fat and tender legs. Not to mention that this wolf liked him, even he thought his meat should be delicious...

The little bison lying on the ground did not have the intention of Yunchuan to accept his fate, so he turned over and threw away his hooves and ran away.

The green wolf's fierce eyes swam on Yunchuan and the little wild buffalo, and jumped to chase the little wild buffalo.

Before Yunchuan could get into the grass, he heard a shrill wolf howl. The green wolf that had just jumped out rolled and fell in front of him, his head was soft and stuck to the ground, and streams of blood flowed out from the corner of its mouth.

Then, Yunchuan saw a tiger with colorful fur.

He swore that this was the first time he had seen the appearance of the king of beasts in the wild.

Its fur color is like brocade in the sun, and it ripples arise as the tiger steps.

This guy walked very slowly and walked steadily every step. Even though there were many wolf heads around him, he was still strolling in the garden.

When it moved, the blood in Yunchuan's body surged towards his head. Only then did he realize that when the tiger jumped into the air and spread its limbs and rushed towards the wolf pack, its body was so huge.

More than a dozen two-inch steel hook-like spikes popped out from the four claws, which seemed to just gently stroke the wolf's head. The wolf fell heavily beside Yunchuan, with his head shattered.

The little bison was running constantly in the circle where the wolves and tigers were fighting, as if they were working hard to survive. Unfortunately, whenever it was about to escape from this battle circle, it was always driven back to the circle by a wolf.

With no escape, the little bison saw Yunchuan sitting in the middle of the circle motionless.

So it quickly jumped to Yunchuan and hid its huge body behind Yunchuan.
Chapter completed!