The fox trembled and kept retreating, forcing itself in front of the man.
He glanced back at the man behind him, and the man saw a look of extreme panic in the fox's eyes. But he didn't dare to run away.
The man knew very well that the fox was not afraid of himself, but of the dense red dots in front of him.
Just then a voice suddenly sounded.
The sound was very subtle, as if he was sniffing something.
Then there was a wolf howl.
The man and the fox didn't know what this wolf howl meant.
But the man suddenly heard subtle footsteps coming from behind.
It all became clear in an instant.
He didn't dare to look back and could only hold the spear in his hand tightly.
At this moment, a khaki figure came into view, and the man realized that it was a wolf.
The wolf's eyes were full of unspeakable cunning. He walked slowly and came to the man's eyes. He raised his head and stared straight ahead.
The man's hair suddenly trembled, because he saw that the wolf in front of him did not look at the fox destined to die, but at him.
It seems that the identities of prey and hunter have changed here.
The man would not wait to die here. He also looked at the wolf. The wolf slowly walked forward, getting closer and closer to the man.
Seeing that the time had come, the man immediately stabbed the wolf in front of him with the spear in his hand.
The wolf seemed to have taken precautions. The moment he stabbed him, the wolf jumped up and just escaped the man's attack.
When the man saw that he could not succeed in one blow, he no longer hid it.
He climbed out of the dunes. Just as he stood up, he instantly understood the fox's fear.
It turns out that all the red spots around are the eyes of wolves. These wolves have surrounded the whole place three layers inside and three layers outside.
At this time, the wolf just now let out a low growl. The surrounding wolves attacked the man in unison.
The spear in the man's hand plays a very important role. If it weren't for the spear in his hand, he would probably be crushed to death by these wolves in a moment.
The man kept waving the spear in his hand, and wolves kept flying out of his hand. The wolf that flies out will get up and rush into the battle regardless of pain.
The fox saw that all the wolves' attention had shifted to the man, and he felt that this was a particularly good opportunity.
So he started to sneak out from the corner, but as soon as he took a few steps, he felt a particularly huge claw appear in front of him.
The paw was the size of a newborn wolf pup, and the khaki hair on it looked very smooth in the moonlight.
The fox slowly raised his head, followed his paws and looked up, and saw a huge mouth, as if he could swallow an entire adult wolf with just one mouth opening. At this moment the owner of the paw looked down at the little fox.
Without making any sound, he opened his huge mouth and bit at the fox.
The fox saw that he was going to die, and he wanted to survive desperately.
His four paws began to run wildly again. And his direction is exactly where the men fight.
But he always noticed that the shadow above his head was getting bigger and bigger, and he felt that he would be bitten alive by the monster in front of him in the next moment.
At this time, he saw the man in front of him, running forward with all his strength with his four paws. But he didn't notice that just when he was about to run to the man's side, the ground was already stained red with blood. The yellow sand on the ground lost its original color and was washed by the blood into a bloody bright red.
Some blood cannot enter the yellow sand, and blood pools appear one after another on the ground. It feels like a heavy rain, and the raindrops of this heavy rain are drops of blood full of fishy smell.
However, there were corpses lying one after another on the blood pool. They were all wolves biting men. Before they died, they never thought that this prey would cost them their lives.
The eyes of the first wolf that appeared in front of the man gradually changed from cunning at first to a hint of fear.
Because from the moment of the fight, the spear in the man's hand was like a part of his body, constantly flying up and down, killing a wolf accurately every time.
However, even the ferocious tigers could not stand up to the pack of wolves, and there were many wounds on the man's body, even a hideous wound on his face.
A trace of blood slowly flowed out of the wound, which made the wolf's eyes look even more frightened. I feel like an evil spirit coming out of the eighteenth level of hell.
Just then the fox broke in. He rolled and crawled to the man, and the man instinctively thrust the spear in his hand.
But just when the spear was about to fall, he saw clearly that it was the weak fox.
As the fox appeared, deafening footsteps began to appear in the distance. The sound was like an earthquake, and the entire ground shook with every step.
The man cursed the fox secretly: "This unlucky fox brings trouble to me every time. You think I am the one who takes advantage of you."
The fox felt the killing intent in the man's eyes, as if he understood the man's thoughts. Not only was he not afraid at all, but he looked towards the direction of the sound.
The man killed the last wolf that pounced on him, and looked in the direction of the fox. Sure enough, there was a huge shadow 200 meters away. The two red lights were like two red lanterns. As the shadow walked forward, bursts of white steam continued to erupt from its mouth.
The appearance of the shadow immediately caused the wolf to tremble and howl.
This sound is not a feeling of pain, but more like a constant begging for mercy from the shadow.
Even though he was so humble, the shadow in the distance did not make a sound and continued to move forward.
The man wiped the blood on his face and wiped the spear in his hand twice on the wolf skin lying on the ground. The originally dark stone shone slightly in the moonlight.
Just when the stone above the spear was glowing slightly, the shadow in the distance seemed to be affected by something and made a sound.
The rest were sounds, more like whispers.
And the voice became deeper and deeper.
The moment the sound appeared, the man's legs began to tremble involuntarily.
The fear in his heart kept growing, and he wanted to run away several times, but he convinced himself that he must endure it. So he gritted his teeth and endured this feeling of powerlessness.
As if faced with impending death, the body instinctively retreats.
This feeling instantly made him understand the value of living. Even if his life is unhappy, at least he is still alive.
"No! I can't continue like this!"
The man held the spear tightly, but at this time he did not notice that his hand was already soaked with sweat, and the spear body became more and more prickly.
He aimed the tip of his spear at the shadow.
The shadow was getting closer and closer to him. The moonlight suddenly flashed on the shadow, and the soft hair glowed faintly in the moonlight. Only then did the man see the shadow clearly.
