Although this black hedgehog is larger than similar bodies, it still cannot get rid of the rule of natural enemies. Since the fake wolf dog itself is its nemesis, there is no reason not to hide. In addition, the nearby white hedgehog is still weak after giving birth. , it was even more afraid to attack rashly, for fear of annoying the wolverine, which would be detrimental to the white hedgehog and the cub.
As a result, the black hedgehog can only focus on defense. While protecting the white hedgehog and its cubs behind it, it pricks up the black spines all over its body, like a wild boar roaring on the ground. Once the wolverine runs over, it will definitely use its sharp spines to fight Hit it.
A hedgehog's belly is its weak point, but its back thorns are weapons. They are sharp and contain some poison. Even though the wolverine is showing off its power, as long as the black hedgehog puts its spikes upright and lets its claws be sharp, it will not dare to step forward rashly. Once it is pierced into the body, the poison of the herb juice on the thorn alone is enough for it to drink a pot.
Even so, the wolverine refused to go away. This litter of little hedgehog cubs was just in time to eat. It smelled the blood and came just to have a full meal. Even if it was afraid of the black hedgehog, the saliva in its mouth was not dissatisfied. The air flow came out and barked at the black hedgehog.
The situation was so deadlocked for a while!
At this time, there was another roar from the grass, and another wolverine emerged from the grass. Now the situation was reversed.
No matter what, the black hedgehog can't defend two wolverines at the same time. The white hedgehog has to concentrate on protecting the cubs at this time, and it is impossible to fight the wolverines. No matter what, there are always some things that cannot be protected.
The white-haired wolverine was cunning and insidious. He first took the young wolverine away, but before he had taken a few steps, he immediately turned back and bit at it as fast as possible, as if he wanted to kill him with one blow, before heading directly towards the white hedgehog. bite into the belly.
"Chirp!"
In the blink of an eye, the old wolverine had opened its teeth and bit into the white hedgehog's belly. The sharp teeth were sharp and dense. With just one bite, it could directly tear open the white hedgehog's belly.
At this time, if there are no cubs to protect, the white hedgehog can curl up into a ball. No matter how sharp the wolverine's claws are, it can't penetrate the back full of spikes. With the armor all over its body, it may not be able to hurt at all. .
However, when there are cubs in the nest, the situation is completely different. Although animals are animals, their motherhood is no less than that of humans. After all, the maternal nature of a white hedgehog is greater than the instinct of survival. It cannot give up the hedgehog cubs. It can only give up first. Hide the cub in the den and stop it in front of the old wolverine.
It was expected that the old wolverine had lived so long and already knew how to deal with hedgehogs. He raised his sharp claws and clawed at the belly of the white hedgehog. m.
With a sneer, the white hedgehog's belly immediately turned red with blood stains. Although its tiny claws scratched the wolverine once, the strength was incomparable to that of the wolverine. For the wolverine, which has rough skin and thick flesh, it is no better than scratching. Itching makes no difference.
But in the blink of an eye, he was scratched on the stomach more than a dozen times, and his screams were hoarse, revealing a sense of despair before death.
At this time, the black hedgehog wanted to protect the white hedgehog, but found that the little wolverine was blocking its way. The little wolverine was not as tall as it, but its sharp teeth could hurt people. The black hedgehog was frightened by its natural enemies and had to raise its head. Pick up your head and confront it.
Although the old wolverine was ferocious and the white hedgehog was covered in bruises, not a single cub had been killed by its paws. Even though some of the thorns on the white hedgehog's body were pulled out, it did not let the wolverine step beyond the nest.
Seeing that the white hedgehog was about to be silenced by a claw, the black hedgehog was so angry that his eyes were red, his whole body shrank into a ball, and he rolled over in a rampage.
This spiked ball was the most difficult to deal with. The little wolverine was inexperienced after all. When he saw the spiked ball rolling past at high speed, he screamed in fright and ran away. When the black hedgehog rolled next to the old wolverine, he directly hit it with the spikes. .
With a pop, the huge back thorns pierced directly into the back. The old wolverine was fighting with the white hedgehog, and the thorns pierced the back. The stinging pain caused it to bark in the sky, and then dragged the black hedgehog far away with a squeak.
The black hedgehog immediately pounced and bit the old wolverine's hind leg, curling its body inward, like a spiny tumor attached to the hind leg. As long as the old wolverine dared to move even a little bit, the spikes would immediately pierce into the flesh. , the hedgehog turned the knob left and right, and the pain was even more excruciating, and blood flowed like a stream.
Half of his body was directly pierced by the thorn ball. Although the little wolverine on the side wanted to step forward to help, he was worried when he saw the sharp and long spikes, so he only dared to shout and cheer from the side.
The old wolverine was defeated in the end. He could neither eat his cubs nor take advantage of him. He was half-stretched and not yet pricked with bloody holes. After a struggle, he showed a fierce expression and prepared to bite the hedgehog ball.
The black hedgehog was entangled in its legs and couldn't escape after all. If the old wolverine was allowed to find an opening to bite, it would definitely bite its head off.
Yue Guanchao looked at the tragic situation and said in an anxious tone: "If the black hedgehogs are gone, then the white hedgehogs must be in danger as well. Give me the quiver."
After saying that, he picked up the quiver and fully loaded the bow, placed it on the wooden door lookout, and just before he bit the black hedgehog's head, he shot an arrow directly into the old wolverine's head.
With a few whooshes, the bow and arrow cut through the fog, directly hitting the old wolverine's right eye and passing through his brain.
This force alone was enough to shock the old wolverine to death. When the bow and arrow entered his eye, it penetrated directly from the back of his head. The old wolverine barked toward the sky and fell to the ground with a whimper.
Seeing that the old wolverine was dead, the young wolverine didn't dare to stay any longer. He burrowed into the grass with his tail between his legs and disappeared.
The black hedgehog let go of the old wolverine's legs and saw a bow and arrow stuck in its head. Already knowing that someone was helping them, it bowed a few times in the direction of the bow and arrow.
Then, the white hedgehog softened its spikes, put all the little hedgehogs on itself, limped into the jungle with the black hedgehog, and disappeared.
After they disappeared, Yue Guanchao and the others came out of the wooden house and walked down the plank road to the pool.
The old wolverine had already died, but maybe because he didn't eat any of his cubs, he kept staring with his eyes fixed. Yue Guanchao pulled out the arrowhead, washed it by the river, and then took back the bow and arrow.
"Such a big white hedgehog will definitely not follow us, and it is inconvenient to carry them around. It would be nice to have a smaller white hedgehog."
Before they finished speaking, there was another rustling in the grass. They were afraid that the old wolverine's reinforcements were coming, so they looked around with vigilant eyes. They waited until they heard the chirping beast to calm down.
While breathing, old black and white hedgehogs were seen emerging from the forest. This time, there was a white hedgehog with hard thorns growing on their backs.
This white hedgehog is still young, only the size of a hand. The white spines on its body are as white as rabbit fur. Its belly has just begun to be covered with fine hair. Its skin is red and white, and its nose is slightly red. It is indescribably cute.
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