Just when the alert deer let out a sharp "ouch" sound as a warning, the wolves all pounced on it.
The herd of deer that were resting on the ground woke up as if their nest had exploded. Led by a tall stag with huge and beautiful forked antlers on its head, they fled away from the wolves.
The deer sprinted very fast, leaving the wolves behind in just a few breaths. The wolves were not in a hurry and just followed behind at a steady speed.
Not long after, a few wild deer seemed to gradually distance themselves from the herd due to their physical strength. They seemed to understand that the crisis was coming, and they let out short "aowao" sounds.
The wolves were not polite, and several wolves accelerated and rushed over. When faced with animals that were larger than themselves, when they hunted, they would not choke their prey like cats, but would pounce on them and bite them.
The meat will not loosen.
Soon, the few straggler deer were knocked down, which was not enough for the twenty or thirty wolves, so the wolves continued to follow the deer without relaxing.
The leading stag had discovered something was wrong at this time. Although the deer's explosive power was strong, its physical strength was not as good as that of the meat-eating wolf during a long-distance attack. The wolves behind it were getting closer and closer.
With almost no hesitation, the leading stag turned around, lowered his head, pointed his sharp antlers forward, and charged towards the wolves.
The few male deer in the herd followed suit, and the female deer followed behind them.
The wolves were also somewhat scattered in formation due to their actions. Some wolves wanted to attack and some wanted to avoid.
A larger wolf roared low, and the wolves seemed to have heard the order and began to disperse, but it was already a little late.
The few remaining wolves were lifted into the air by the sharp antlers, and their blood spattered.
Wolves roam around the deer, driving the deer together.
Several stags gathered together and constantly adjusted their directions so that they would always face the direction with the most wolves.
Both sides are testing the waters and the situation seems to be at a stalemate.
Suddenly there was a low roar in the darkness, and a taller wolf emerged from the grass.
Although it was the first time he saw it, Liu Jun was already sure that this wolf was the wolf king that was on the hill just now.
It seemed to exude something that Liu Jun couldn't detect. As soon as it appeared, the deer appeared a little frightened, and most of the deer moved farther away from him.
The leading stag pointed his big horns in the direction of the wolf as soon as he appeared.
The first wolf walked towards the direction of the deer herd, taking a leisurely stroll. When he was still three or four meters away from the deer, he suddenly pounced. The deer were frightened and retreated violently. Under the paws of the first wolf, a male was already pressed.
deer.
No need to give any orders at this time, the wolves have already pounced on him.
There was no order in the herd at this time, and they fled in a hurry under the leadership of the stag.
As if there was a tacit understanding, the wolves caught the last few old and weak ones, allowing the other wild deer to flee into the darkness.
While the other wolves in the pack were lowering their heads to eat, the alpha wolf looked up at Liu Jun.
Liu Jun saw calmness and curiosity in those eyes, but the only thing he didn't see was bloodlust.
Liu Jun turned around: "Let's go, don't disturb their meal."
He Yunxi was a little silent as he left.
They walked far away, and He Yunxi suddenly asked: "What did you see just now?"
Liu Jun smiled: "The wolf's political tactics, the division of labor among the wolves, the deer's desperate counterattack, and the tacit understanding between the two parties are all very interesting."
He Yunxi glanced at Liu Jun with some envy: "No wonder your martial arts have improved so quickly. For the same thing, I can only see that they all have to gain that glimmer of hope in order to survive."
"It's okay. If ten people practice the same martial arts, it will look like ten different styles. It can't be exactly the same, but it doesn't mean who practices it more correctly."
Liu Jun turned to look at He Yunxi: "Your idea should be able to be integrated with the artistic conception of your Snow Mountain Sect. In the future, even if it is exhausted, it can still evolve with some vitality."
"That's true." He Yunxi laughed and looked at the sky, "I feel like now is the time."
Liu Jun was stunned for a moment and realized immediately that what she said was that she was about to achieve innate achievement.
Joy rose from the bottom of Liu Jun's heart, and he was truly happy for her.
"Uh, what do you need me to do?" Liu Jun was a little at a loss. This was his first time experiencing this kind of thing.
"Don't worry."
He Yunxi felt a little sweet in her heart when she saw him worrying about her.
"Breaking through innateness is basically a matter of course. I have never heard of anyone having an accident at this stage, but man-made disasters require careful attention."
Was it a man-made disaster? Liu Jun had a guess.
Since the celestial phenomena will change when the innate dies, then when a person becomes innate, the power of Qi and blood stirs up the power of heaven and earth, which will also produce abnormal celestial phenomena.
Ordinary people probably just think that this is a normal climate change, but in the eyes of innates, they can see at a glance what that kind of celestial phenomenon represents, even if they are far away.
At dawn, a group of more than a dozen people arrived at the small settlement where Liu Jun and others had stayed before.
The groom's father is dead, as well as his uncles. Logically speaking, it is not the groom's turn to be the master of the family. However, because the groom may be related to the guru who has cruel and terrifying methods, everyone recommends the groom to be the master of their small settlement.
people.
This was an unexpected surprise, and the groom was a little frightened at first, but then he thought about it, his father was the previous person in charge, he died, and it was his turn, so there was nothing wrong with it.
When outsiders came, the groom naturally had to go out to receive them, but as soon as they met, his expression changed and he quickly knelt down: "Muren has met the patriarch." His forehead was pressed tightly to the ground, and he did not dare to move.
move.
In the past two days, he was still a little creepy when he thought about Liu Jun's methods. Naturally, he thought more about what his father had said to him before, many of which were about the more famous masters on the grassland.
When I saw the leading middle-aged man in brocade today, I immediately recognized him. This man was Harbala, the patriarch of a medium-sized tribe that directly controlled tens of thousands of acres of grassland nearby, as my father had mentioned many times.
.
Without him, his features are too obvious. He is dressed in brocade clothes and the black tiger embroidered on his chest is too conspicuous.
Harbala ignored Muren who was kneeling there and glanced around, his nose twitching slightly. Even though two days had passed, he could still smell the smell of blood.
He thought of the report he had received and softened his voice.
"Have the man and woman you passed here two days ago come back?"
Muren's heart tightened, but he did not dare to hesitate: "They didn't even attend the party, they just left. After that, they didn't come back again."
Seeing Harbala's expression turn cold, he quickly took out the black wolf wooden sculpture from his arms and raised it high above his head.
"Patriarch, this was given to me by the guest. I heard that he carved it himself. I wonder if it will be helpful to the patriarch in finding someone."
From the moment the wooden sculpture fell into Harbala's eyes, he could no longer look away.
When ordinary people look at this wood carving, they just see it as very well carved and very charming, but when you reach the innate realm, you can see something deeper.
When he saw the statue, there was a black wolf carved from wood. It was clear that countless tiny blades of light were used as scales inlaid on the body surface of the statue.
Even ordinary people, after playing with this statue for a long time, are subtly affected by the light of the sword in the statue, and can acquire things like sword intention and sword heart.
He looked at the respectful Muren, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes: "This statue is not simple, and I don't have to have it. Are you sure you want to dedicate it to me now?"
"Of course, even if this is a treasure, I don't know how precious it is. According to the people of the Central Plains, putting it in my hands is called a pearl hidden in the dark. Only in the hands of people like you, the patriarch, can it display its value.
"
Muren looked sincere.
Harbala took the statue from Muren's hand, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on Muren.
He was very happy to get the statue. He was originally going to give Muren some rewards, but somehow he thought of Muren unceremoniously giving away the things his benefactor gave him to others, and he couldn't help but feel a little disgusted by him.
I am afraid that such an ungrateful person is not well-raised.
With a thought in his mind, he said to Muren: "I think you can manage the tribe in an orderly manner at such a young age. I think you are capable.
"My tribe is recruiting new vassals recently. Do you want to be a tribe leader too?"
"Thank you, patriarch."
Muren knocked his head on the ground, fearing that he would be too slow to answer and Harbala would change his mind.
His forehead seemed to be pricked by something, and there was a stinging pain, but his heart was filled with joy.
Vassals are not those tribes that have to make sacrifices every year. Although vassals have a bad reputation, they and Harbala's tribe will be one from now on. If Harbala has something to eat, he will not be missing.
Every time the war between tribes proceeds, he will have a share. It can be said that apart from the fact that all men of the tribe have to fight, there is no shortcoming.
Seeing Muren's agreement, Halbala nodded: "It seems that you still have some vision, so you should follow suit. Although I can find the location of those two people through Hei Lang, but with you as an acquaintance,
It shouldn’t make things worse.”
Muren agreed bravely, but found that Harbala looked solemnly at the sky in the distance. Muren followed his gaze and saw that at the end of the sky, there seemed to be dark clouds shrouding it, and he could still hear the faint sound of rumbling.
thunder.
Muren was about to ask, but Harbala ignored him and got on his horse.
With a whistle, the knights scattered around the camp immediately gathered together. Halbala's face showed excitement: "Young men, our target is just ahead."