Poof!
A blow pierced the neck of a wild wolf. Yang Ying suddenly felt a sharp pain and saw that a wild wolf had bitten his left leg.
The magic hand covered his left arm, Yang Ying quickly leaned over and smashed the head of the wild wolf biting his left leg with a punch.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Ying relied on the strengthening of the magic hand to directly pick up the body of the wild wolf, and directly swept away several attacking wild wolves like a war hammer.
Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, Yang Ying quickly scanned the audience, but the scene that caught his eye made him take a deep breath.
I saw that he was completely surrounded by wolves at this time. Looking at the dense number, there were probably seventy or eighty wolves in the pack, even if it was less than a hundred.
Compared with Yang Ying's side, Jiang Qin and the other six behaved even more unbearably. The other girl except Zhao Qinglian had been knocked down by the wolves and dragged away without a trace, and the remaining few were also It's in danger, and it's estimated that the group will be wiped out in just a few minutes.
While waving the wolf carcass to drive away the attacking wolves, Yang Ying's eyes quickly scanned the wolves.
He is looking for the leader of the pack.
Such a huge wolf pack will definitely have a leader, the wolf king. As long as this is solved, the remaining leaderless wild wolves will naturally disperse and their crisis will be resolved.
In fact, if Yang Ying wanted to, he could escape by himself now.
At this time, his location is very close to the forest. As long as he rushes into the forest, with the agility enhanced by the monkey fruit and the assistance of the magic hand, he can easily climb the big tree, and even jump and move on the canopy to avoid Wolves on the ground.
But if Yang Ying escapes, then Jiang Qin and others will probably end up turning into wild wolf daddy.
Although the relationship with them was not good, they were all classmates after all, so Yang Ying decided to help them.
Of course, this is also the last time Yang Ying helps them in this mission.
After this time, everyone will go their separate ways and hope for their own happiness.
Suddenly, Yang Ying's eyes locked on a black wolf behind the pack.
The black wolf was almost twice the size of an ordinary wild wolf, and there were several strong wild wolves around it, vaguely guarding it.
Yang Ying could basically tell from the size alone that the black wolf was the wolf king of the pack.
After all, beasts are not like humans, and there is no such thing as political wealth. Only the strongest can become the king.
"Magic Hand, switch to the form of the iron boar!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ying suddenly threw the wild wolf corpse in his hand in the direction of the black wolf, directly knocking over several wild wolves in front of him.
At the same time, the magic hand on his left arm began to spread rapidly until it covered most of his body, and the material changed into a texture like the thick skin of an iron-barked boar.
At the same time, the magic hand also formed the shape of a black iron boar head on Yang Ying's left hand.
"die!"
With a loud roar, Yang Ying, whose body was protected by the magic hand in the form of an iron boar, rushed straight towards the black wolf like a black chariot.
The wild wolves along the way were unable to stop them at all, and were crushed and knocked away like mantises blocking a car.
When the black wolf saw Yang Ying rushing toward him, he roared immediately. The surrounding wolves and the strong wild wolves guarding the black wolf immediately rushed towards Yang Ying, but the black wolf still stood where he was.
Seeing that more and more wild wolves were surrounding her, even her own charge was being held back by these fierce and fearless wild wolves. Yang Ying, who knew that no one would wait for him at the critical moment, once again pulled out a trump card.
Hydra Body - Activate!
Suddenly, Yang Ying's aura suddenly changed, her eyes turned into pale golden vertical pupils, and her various body functions increased dramatically.
Holding back the murmurs asking for her head that echoed in her mind again, Yang Ying suddenly broke through the blockade of the wolves and came to the black wolf who had not yet reacted.
The next second, Yang Ying's left fist, which turned into the head of an iron boar, hit the black wolf, sending it flying several meters away.
However, it was not over yet. Yang Ying, who had punched the black wolf away, jumped up and hit the black wolf who landed on the ground. The impact of the landing even raised a large amount of dust.
When the dust dissipated, they saw Yang Ying standing with her head held high, her dark left hand holding a black wolf head that was dripping blood. What if it wasn't the head of the Wolf King?
Lifting the wolf king's head high, Yang Ying opened her mouth and shouted loudly.
"Get out of here!"
With Yang Ying's loud shout, the originally ferocious, crazy and aggressive wolves gradually calmed down.
After a slight stalemate, the originally united wolf pack began to gradually break up, and eventually divided into several groups and left the place.
As most of the wild wolves left, Yang Ying looked at the few wild wolves that were reluctant to leave, and a cold light gradually appeared in her eyes.
A few minutes later, Yang Ying, who had dealt with the remaining wild wolves, came to Jiang Qin and his group carrying an iron thorn.
In the attack of the wild wolves just now, one more person was lost on their side, and now there are only four people left, and even the remaining four people are covered with bruises.
Seeing that Zhao Qinglian, who was seriously injured, was using skills to treat Jiang Qin, who had a lighter hand, Yang Ying couldn't help but frown slightly.
However, before he could ask, Jiang Qin was one step ahead of him and shouted at him angrily, "Yang Ying, why didn't you come to help us just now? Ye Lili and Zhao Qishan were killed by wild wolves just because you didn't help." ”
Yang Ying narrowed her eyes slightly but did not answer Jiang Qin's words. Instead, she turned to look at the other three people.
"Do you think so too?"
Xu Jinfeng, who survived, did not speak, but looked at Yang Ying with a hint of dissatisfaction.
The other boy who survived also did not speak, but his eyes were a little evasive. Obviously he knew that Yang Ying was not responsible for what happened just now, but he did not speak due to Jiang Qin's lustful power.
Among the three, only Zhao Qinglian spoke for Yang Ying.
"You can't blame classmate Yang Ying for what happened just now. Without him driving away the wolf body, we wouldn't have survived at all."
Seeing Zhao Qinglian speaking for Yang Ying, Jiang Qin became even more dissatisfied, and immediately cursed and said, "Why don't you blame him? If not... ah!"
Before Jiang Qin could finish his words, he was kicked away by Yang Yingru like he was kicking garbage.
Glancing at Jiang Qin who was lying on the ground unable to get up, and then at Xu Jinfeng and the remaining boy, Yang Ying muttered to herself, "It seems I shouldn't have saved you bunch of white-eyed wolves."
After that, amid Zhao Qinglian's exclamations, Yang Ying picked him up and carried him on his shoulders as he walked towards the forest.
"I'll have to heal my own injury. I don't want to carry a burden while performing the mission."
Seeing that Yang Ying was about to leave with Zhao Qinglian, Xu Jinfeng suddenly panicked and said quickly, "Where are you going? We are classmates, you can't leave us here."
However, Yang Ying didn't bother to pay attention to his words.
This guy is Jiang Qin's lackey. Even his master Yang Ying is too lazy to pay attention to him, let alone him.
"Yang, classmate Yang Ying, do we really not care about them?" Zhao Qinglian, who was being carried by Yang Ying, asked worriedly.
"Do you want to wait to die with those white-eyed wolves?" Yang Yingying said in a very indifferent tone, "If you don't want to die here, just collect your overflowing Holy Mother heart and obey my instructions. I will take care of you." Taken out alive."
After a moment of silence, Zhao Qinglian's voice sounded again.
"I understand. Also, thank you for saving me again."
"You don't need to thank me. If those guys weren't a bunch of white-eyed wolves, I would have saved them."
After entering the forest, Yang Ying found a relatively safe place to put Zhao Qinglian down and let her heal her injuries first, while Yang Ying walked around holding the iron thorn.
After a while, Yang Ying came back dragging a few branches.
The branches are very straight, each about the thickness of a mop stick.
Returning to Zhao Qinglian who was undergoing treatment, Yang Ying put down the branch and pulled out the iron thorn from his waist and began to deal with it.
"What are you going to do?" Zhao Qinglian asked curiously.
"Making weapons." Yang Ying said without raising her head.
Cut off the branches and leaves, peel off the bark, and sharpen one end, and soon a simple wooden spear was completed.
It's a pity that there is no fire now. Otherwise, burning the tip of the gun with fire to slightly carbonize it can also increase its hardness.
After waving the wooden gun and making a few simple thrusts, Yang Ying put down the wooden gun, picked up a branch again, and asked Zhao Qinglian for his dagger after confirming that there was no problem.
Making a wooden gun again, Yang Ying tore off a few strips of cloth from her clothes and tied the dagger to the front end of the wooden gun.
After waving the spear and confirming that the dagger would not fall off, Yang Ying handed the wooden spear to Zhao Qinglian.
As the saying goes, 'An inch long is strong, an inch short is dangerous.' For novices who don't know how to use weapons, a long gun with a longer attack range is far more effective than a short dagger.
After taking the spear from Yang Ying, Zhao Qinglian bowed her head and thanked her. Yang Ying just nodded slightly, and then started making a new wooden spear again.
After making two wooden guns again, Yang Ying looked at Zhao Qinglian.
At this time, Zhao Qinglian had basically cured her injuries with healing skills, but the consumption of multiple uses of healing skills had also made her very tired, and she was obviously unable to continue moving.
Although this mission is just for survival and there are no other conditions, Yang Ying always feels that staying in one place for a long time will cause trouble.
Putting the iron thorn on his waist, carrying two of the three wooden spears behind his back and holding one in his hand, Yang Ying said to Zhao Qinglian, "You have to rest for a while. When your strength recovers, we will move our position immediately."
"Okay, okay."
Hearing Yang Ying speak, Zhao Qinglian subconsciously nodded in agreement, but then she said doubtfully, "Classmate Yang Ying, aren't we quite safe now? There are no wild animals around. Isn't it better to wait here until the mission is over?"
"Oh, do you think it's safe here?"
Yang Ying asked back, and the next second she threw the wooden gun in her hand towards Zhao Qinglian.
The wooden gun flew past Zhao Qinglian's ear, frightening her so much that she froze in place.
"You, what are you doing?"
After a long while, Zhao Qinglian asked in a crying voice.
Yang Ying did not speak, but stretched out her hand and pointed behind Zhao Qinglian.
Zhao Qinglian turned around and saw a three-meter-long snake being stabbed in the head by the wooden spear and pinned to the ground.
"Ah, snake!"
Zhao Qinglian shouted and immediately hurriedly distanced herself from the big snake.
Apparently she, like most girls, is afraid of cold-blooded reptiles like snakes.
Yang Ying is not afraid of snakes, or he is not particularly afraid of animals, but there are some more annoying ones, such as caterpillars, earthworms, slugs and other soft and slimy creatures.
The leeches that Demon Hand used to recover from his injuries were also among his more annoying animals.
Looking past the frightened Zhao Qinglian to the big snake, looking at its swollen neck skin and iconic eye patterns, Yang Ying whispered to herself, "Cobra, no, it should be a king cobra based on its size. "
Turning her head, Yang Ying shouted to Zhao Qinglian, "Hey, give me your spear."
Taking the spear that Zhao Qinglian handed over tremblingly, Yang Ying shook her head helplessly, then pulled out the wooden spear, grabbed the twitching head of the King Cobra, opened its mouth to reveal its fangs, and began to prepare the spear. Apply poison.
As for Yang Ying himself, he doesn't need this thing. If he needs it, he can just apply his own blood on the blade. However, the toxicity of his blood has a short shelf life, so it must be prepared and used immediately.
