It's really damn, there are so many wolves, Mo Kitten is moaning in her heart.

Are you sure, though, that you're here to eat meat?

Three wolves emerged from the bushes, furry like little gray wool balls, three little wolf cubs.

They frolicked and howled, this biting the tail of that and the ears of this biting, rolling around like little wolfdogs. They broke into the scene where they didn't know if it was their mother and their prey, or the scene where they were about to be hunted all, they didn't know that the atmosphere of war was coming, and the smell of blood was heating up, they only knew that they were frolicking, drinking, eating, frolicking, drinking water and eating.

The she-gray wolf called them to come, it should be to let them who were still drinking milk to share the sweet and hot blood of their prey, and this is how the she-wolf cultivated the hunting instinct of the wolf cubs.

However, this time it miscalculated, the human it encountered had at least five ordinary human combat power, even if he was already very weak, but the war machine cultivated by Liu Lang was definitely not comparable to a wolf.

The little wolf cubs don't have the concept of prey at all, and there is even a little wolf cub that touches the kitten's already stiff legs with the tip of his nose, and then he happily runs towards his mother, where there is a sweet smell of breast milk, although the smell of blood covers a lot, but the super sense of smell that can smell fresh meat within a kilometer does not prevent the little wolf cubs from confirming the breast milk.

Mo kitten looked at the little wolf and then looked at the big wolf. The big wolf looked at Mo Kitten and then looked at the little wolf.

Mo kitten's eyes showed a fierce light, the female beast protecting the cub was far more fierce than ordinary beasts, even if it was a female rabbit, in order to protect the safety of the rabbit, she dared to confront the most vicious snake, not to mention that this was still a wounded she-wolf.

Mo Kitten is not worried about the existence of other wolves now, the female wolf raises wolf cubs, the male wolf hunts and feeds, if the female wolf has to come out to hunt, the male wolf must have died, this is far more loyal than humans monogamous wolf life system.

The hot blood of the she-wolf and the little wolf is just enough for the big man to drink, he is in a fever, and he can't drink the cold raw water in the wild, the wolf blood containing life energy and water is what the two of them need the most at the moment.

"Woo" The she-wolf, who barely stood up on her front legs, roared in a low voice, very stuffy, but weak.

It's not a threat, but it's more like a plea from the family's hound dog who has done something wrong, and Mo Kitten knows that the she-wolf is for the little wolf.

That kind of gaze at Mo Kitten, even reminded Mo Kitten of being brought up by her sister without a mother since she was a child, and when her father beat herself, her sister looked at her father like this, she was stubborn, but more of a pleading.

Mo Kitten's heart softened a little, but the mountain opening knife raised in his hand still did not put down, if he didn't kill them, maybe he and Chen Dazi would have to die in this mountain, and the constant "cooing" sound from his stomach was constantly reminding himself that it needed energy.

The she-wolf no longer howled, her eyes drooped with tears, she lowered her head and licked the three little wolves who were rolling in her arms and in a pool of blood one by one, and looked up at Mo Kitten again, her eyes changed from gentle to resolute.

Mo Kitten's hand tightened, and the she-wolf was going to fight hard。。。。。

The she-wolf was indeed desperate, but its desperate body did not rush to Mo Kitten two or three meters away, but to the bushes on the side, and the open huge mouth instantly shattered the idea that Mo Kitten had just given birth to abandon her son and run away.

Is there a more terrible enemy out there? Mo Kitten then saw a three-edged army thorn fly out and stab it directly into the throat of the she-wolf, nailing it to the ground.

But the strange thing is that there was no howl before death, and Mo Kitten even saw that the she-wolf glanced at herself at the moment when her eyes were closed.

Gaze, very peaceful.

There is no fear of death, even, with a hint of anticipation.

Looking at the wide figure slowly approaching, Mo Kitten's brain was a little wooden.

The fat man is here.

"Sir, have we failed?" Mo Kitten's mind felt a burst of boundless fear, is the fat man Tuanza here to find the two of them?

"No, you're great, five hundred feet ahead, it's the end, you can do it." Liu Lang glanced at Chen Yunfa who was lying on the sleigh, and when he heard that he was still breathing steadily, his heart was a little calmer, and he said with a serious face.

"500 feet ahead? Haha, big man, we made it. Mo Xiaomei laughed and dropped the mountain knife in his hand, and the two lines of tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Tuanza, the little wolf doesn't have any meat 。。。。。" Seeing Liu Lang sweeping the eyes of the little wolf, Mo Kitten's heart tightened inexplicably, and the eyes of the she-wolf looking at him when she was dying involuntarily flooded her heart.

"Do you know why the she-wolf pounced on me at the end?" Liu Lang glanced playfully at Mo Xiaomei, who was a little nervous, and asked.

Mo Xiaomei shook his head, if in terms of combat effectiveness, pounced on himself is the best choice for the she-wolf, even if it is just to find a back-up for the four wolves of his mother and son.

Or, it can escape, a heavy injury to the abdomen is not fatal, Mo Kitten once saw a gray wolf being picked by a wild boar to break its belly and intestines came out, and finally escaped at an alarming speed.

With the gray wolf's keen observation, it should not have made this mistake.

"Because it's looking for death, it's dead, and its flesh and blood are enough to sustain our need for energy, so its children are saved." Liu Lang took a deep look at the she-wolf lying quietly on the ground, and there was a hint of respect in his eyes.

The pride of the wolf can't make it hang its tail and beg for mercy from humans, so let its flesh and blood be exchanged for the child's last hope of survival.

This is a respectable enemy.

"Without a she-wolf, a wolf cub can't survive." Mo kitten muttered.

"It's good that my independent group is missing a few watchdogs, so let me see if they will fail their mother!" Liu Lang smiled.

For Mo Kitten, he couldn't be more satisfied.

Liu Lang wanted to cultivate the strongest blades in Huaxia, and their muzzles must be stained with the blood of the enemy. But Liu Lang didn't want to cultivate an icy war machine, and only had a killing war machine in his eyes. Human nature, once distorted, can never come back, and while destroying the enemy, it is also yourself who destroys.

At the moment when he saw the fat man Tuanza start to dig the pit alone with the military thorn that had pierced the throat of the she-wolf just now, Mo Kitten's eyes also bloomed.

During training, Liu Lang was as brutal as a demon from hell, but such a demon was willing to dig a pit in the sturdy ground that was frozen in winter, and buried a she-wolf who dared to open her mouth and grin at him.

It's contradictory, but it's harmonious.

Mo Kitten seemed to understand a little, but he couldn't say why.

The only thing he could do now was to continue pulling the big man to the finish line 500 feet away.

Not far from the bushes, more than a dozen soldiers stood quietly, quietly watching their fat group bury the she-wolf into the dirt pit, watching Mo Kitten continue to pull the heavy sleigh with great difficulty, shaking slowly towards the end step by step.