The sound of the wolf's howl was like a life-urging rune, if it was Ye Chen back then, he would not be afraid even with his bare hands.

But today, he fell into Pingyang, not only lost the power of the Yuan Spirit, but also lost a leg and an arm.

Suddenly opened his eyes, Ye Chen's right hand clenched the Heavenly Demon Thorn and looked out, in the dark night, a pair of dark blue eyes were even more terrifying against the background of the moonlight.

It's a pack of wolves, and there are seven or eight of them just by the number of eyes.

Don't look at this wolf pack, it's not big, but for Ye Chen now, it's a mortal threat.

The bonfire was not big, and his limited movement was only to pick up a little dry firewood later, and it was already early in the morning, and the bonfire was almost at an end.

With the light of fire and moonlight, Ye Chen looked directly at the wolves opposite.

At this time, a gray wolf stood at the back of the pack, and its body was like a calf, standing on a stone, looking down at Ye Chen.

The wolves formed a state of surroundment, and in the grass behind the wolves, there were two small wolf cubs lying there with sharp teeth and fangs.

Many times, wolves are used as a metaphor for soldiers or powerful warbands, precisely because they have very strict discipline.

Needless to say, the one on the boulder is undoubtedly a wolf, and it is not clear whether it is male or female, but this is no longer important.

The wolves are approaching this strange creature little by little, and Ye Chen, who is more than a hundred catties, is definitely a very good prey.

Although they have never seen humans, creatures that appear in their territory will be targeted by them.

If it weren't for the dying bonfire, I'm afraid they would have pounced on it.

With a low roar, the wolves are approaching little by little, and the fire is getting weaker and weaker, and I am afraid that it will be extinguished in a few minutes.

Such a bonfire is only a deterrent to the beasts, and I am afraid that if they jump slightly, they will be able to jump over the bonfire.

Standing up, Ye Chen looked at the wolves in front of him with his crutches, if it was before, it was uncertain who was the prey, but now his body makes him unable to deal with even a wolf.

"Whew!"

Seeing Ye Chen get up, the wolf king let out a long roar again, echoing in the empty valley, like a horn of a charge.

The wolves also catered to it, and even the two little wolf cubs were roaring with their necks on their backs.

At the same time, his hind legs kicked the ground, and his body was like an arrow off the string, and he pounced on Ye Chen at the same time.

"Damn it!"

With a weak heart, Ye Chen could only grit his teeth, and the tiger fell into Pingyang, which was bullied by wolves.

If you stay here, it will definitely become a night snack for this wolf pack, and if you want to survive, there is only one way, and that is the big river behind you.

Surely he will die and be able to fight, Ye Chen naturally has to choose the latter, his body fell backwards, and when the wolves pounced, he fell heavily into the river.

At this time, it is already a day of heavy snow in the north, and even in the south, the temperature is not high.

At midnight, it falls into a large river formed by the water of the mountain springs, and the water is cold but not biting.

Holding a cane made of himself in his right hand, most of the animals are naturally afraid of water and fire, and they tried to jump off when they stood on the shore, but finally gave up.

After all, food is now abundant in the deep mountains and old forests, and they are far more curious about this strange creature than they are hungry.

So the wolves didn't chase too hard, but just ran downstream along the shore, completely looking lively.

On Ye Chen's side, he was clinging to his crutches, and he was quickly swept away by the torrent.

The place where Ye Chen lived before was a river bay, and the water flow on both sides was relatively stable, which gave him the opportunity to fish.

On the contrary, with the pull of the water, Ye Chen quickly entered the center of the big river, and the flow speed here was very fast.

After a while, Ye Chen, who was soaked in the water, couldn't see the wolves on the shore, and it seemed that they finally gave up.

But he was not safe, and he couldn't move, so he carried the water on his back and rushed all the way downstream.

After several struggles, his weak and injured body could not support Ye Chen's movements at all.

Ye Chen, who couldn't break free from the river, now only had to hold the wooden stick.

Life or death was no longer something he could consider, and the rushing water carried him faster and faster.

"Bang!"

Just when Ye Chen was still thinking about how to get out of the current danger, a pain from behind him made his eyes darken.

At this time, the water was shuttling through a narrow river, and the boulders in this river were extremely hard, and the consciousness gradually disappeared when the water pushed the leaf dust that hit the stones.

Nature is always cruel and unforgiving, and survival is the primary issue.

Now there is no one who can help Ye Chen, so he doesn't know if he will have a chance to leave here.

When he opened his eyes again, he was lying on the river beach, and the sun had risen above him.

He sat up with his right hand propped up, and the pain was really used to it for him.

After a brief inspection of his body, the old injuries were still the same, and most of the new injuries were just scratches, this time he didn't know how far he was washed out, but from the characteristics of the surrounding mountains, Ye Chen probably guessed that he should leave the core area of the deep mountains and old forests.

After resting for a while, Ye Chen knew that he should leave, after all, the jungle was definitely not suitable for his current body, and only by approaching the city could he get better help, so he gritted his teeth and walked towards the front step by step with difficulty with the wooden crutches he made.

"Highway!"

When the sun set and the moon rose, a road halfway up the mountain made Ye Chen suddenly have a feeling of returning to the world.

If there are roads, there should be urban areas, and if he can return to modern civilization, he will be very happy.

So he gritted his teeth again, he climbed along the slope to the road, chose a random direction, and walked forward step by step along the provincial road.

"It looks like it's far from Kowloon City!"

It wasn't until dawn that Ye Chen sat down, and when he found a street sign, he also found that he was leaving the direction of Kowloon City little by little.

At least he was now more than three hundred kilometers away from Kowloon City, but fortunately, not far from him, a small city had become Ye Chen's target.

Step by step, Ye Chen walked very hard, and occasionally none of the cars passing by him were willing to stop.

After all, Ye Chen is now unkempt, his clothes have been torn into strips of cloth to bandage his wounds, and his pants are even more torn, and there is only one shoe left, from any point of view, he is more like a beggar.

Who would have thought that the scavenger in front of him was a dignified soldier king, and if he knew, he would not be so miserable.

When Ye Chen came to the street, he really couldn't walk, he looked at the small town, what should he do next.