A skinny, yellow-haired native dog was squatting on a big rock in the wilderness, its sparse fur being blown wildly by the wind.
Under the stone are dogs from all over the world, of various breeds.
On the opposite side, a gray-robed young man sat on a chair with human bones. Next to him was a monster in the form of a short-armed woman wearing brown clothes.
There were also many large gray-furred wolves squatting nearby to protect him. They were all staring at the mutt. There were wolf shadows everywhere around him, forming an encirclement.
"Wang Cai, you broke the rules when you first arrived at Luofeng Mountain. You grabbed too much territory, and now you're still grabbing food. I suggest you learn a human saying, the more the better." The gray-robed young master sneered, looking displeased. Too smart and profound.
"Your Majesty, it should be said that it is appropriate to stop." The short-handed woman corrected.
"Remind me earlier next time." The gray-robed young man looked a little displeased, and he obviously wanted to be more generous.
Naturally, the short-handed woman was also unhappy: "If you didn't ask in advance, how would I know what you were going to say?"
"We have been partners for so many years. Don't you know what I want to say?" The gray-robed young man was obviously unhappy: "You have made me lose face today."
They have been partners for many years. Even though the gray wolf is the leader of the wolf pack, the Wolf Monster is the brains of the entire team and its status is even higher than that of the wolf king.
Judging from the layout of the wolf demon group, the gray-robed young master is obviously the wolf king, and the short-handed woman is the transformed beast.
"You should at least ask me in advance. If you don't ask me, it's really hard for me to know what kind of bones will come out of your mouth." The mother-in-law said reluctantly.
"A dog only spits bones out of its mouth. I am a wolf, a ferocious wolf." The gray-robed young man was so angry that he almost got up from his chair.
"With all due respect, you don't look ferocious at all now. You'd better keep your mouth shut, that way you will look more powerful," the woman said, "and dogs only spit out bones from their mouths."
"But I heard that dogs can't spit out ivory. Does that mean they can't spit out bones?" asked the gray-robed young man.
"You have made me so confused," the mother-in-law said impatiently: "Please do what you should do now. If you are nagging again, you will be looked down upon by that stray dog."
"Yes, there happens to be a dog in front of us. We might as well ask it." The gray-robed young man looked at the dog demon with a strange smile, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional.
The mutt's slightly squinted eyes opened, and he casually looked at the layout of the wolves around him. Apparently he didn't care, and finally fixed his gaze on the gray-robed young man.
"I really didn't like it, not only it, but also you and all the wolves in this wilderness," the mixed-haired dog straightened up and said to the monster, and then turned his attention to the gray-robed young man:
"By the way, I want to know if I can spit out bones from my mouth. I can tell you right now. After I eat the meat on your body, I will chew your bones. The last ones spit out may be the bones that I despise. Scum."
After it finished speaking, the yellow smoke scattered around its body, and it transformed into a human being with a few hairs on its head, a sinister face with a ferocious look, and fierce eyes, and its fangs were visible when it opened its mouth.
"What should I say next?" The gray-robed young man turned his head and asked the demon in a low voice.
"Let's get to the point," the short-handed old lady leaned close to the ear of the humanoid wolf monster on the top chair and said, "They want to snatch the food we like. Now you must let them know the strength of our Wolf Cave."
The young master stood up, and a wolf demon immediately ran up behind him and put a gray cloak on the leader.
The wolf demon shook his body, adjusted his cloak, and said to the mixed-haired dog demon: "We set our sights on Fengliu Village first, and we have already discussed the tactics. You dogs are here to cause trouble. Are you used to grabbing food?
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"That's right, I, Wang Cai, am used to grabbing. If I don't grab, I won't be able to eat." said the dog demon named Wang Cai.
Let’s talk a little bit more about the monster’s name.
Although the demon land and the human realm are opposite to each other, they have learned a lot from each other. The demon clan has always liked to absorb the culture of the human race, and the human race will also learn from and imitate the things of the demon clan. The earliest monkey fist, crane leg and cat scratching skill created by humans.
Yes, they are essentially learned from demons.
At first, the human race did not admit it, thinking that animals and monsters were two different things and should not be confused.
However, demons believe that they are transformed from animals and plants, and humans must admit this.
In short, we learn from each other and make progress.
In the past five hundred years, it has been very popular for demons to give names like humans.
They have discovered many benefits of names. First of all, it is easy to tell who is who. Just like a litter of wolf cubs, simply dividing them into 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 can avoid many mistakes.
And if your name is more domineering, your opponents will be afraid of you.
Just like the name of the gray-robed young master.
"You dare to rob my 'Lang Ben' things, prevent my 'Lang Ben' from killing, and starve my 'Lang Ben' men," the gray-robed young master Lang Ben said in a very imposing manner: "I retreated on my own initiative.
, we can call you brothers from now on, if you don’t let me, you will rarely survive under the wolf’s teeth.”
"Be gentle first." The evil woman said in a low voice.
"Langliu, I am angry, you'd better not try to persuade me," Langben glanced at the mother-in-law: "Look at that stray dog's expression, is being nice helpful?"
The dog demon king looked at the gray wolf demon with disdain, obviously unable to be friendly.
Lang Ben could no longer stand the appearance of the bastard dog demon. With a shake of his shoulders, the gray cloak flew to the top of the chair and turned into a line of gray-black wolf smoke, rushing straight towards the dog demon.
Seeing this, Langliu quickly sent out a signal for the ready wild wolves and the little demon to come forward together.
She no longer wanted to assist this brainless, stubborn wolf leader. She couldn't hold her breath at all, and she didn't have the cunning and calm look of a wolf at all.
When Wang Cai saw the gray and black smoke coming towards him, he did not dodge, but went straight to meet it.
There was a roaring sound in the thick smoke.
Take a few breaths.
As soon as the wolf ran away, he was slapped away by a paw and fell directly back to his seat. The wolves that were half charging stopped suddenly. They did not expect that their leader would be defeated so quickly.
"I will take the brothers to Fengliu Village for a meal first, and then go to your Wolf Cave. I heard that your place is very spacious, and I plan to move there."
Led by Wang Cai, the group of dog demons barked arrogantly and ran towards Fengliu Village, planning to have another feast of wind and waves.
Seeing the dog monsters leaving, the wolves were extremely disappointed and howled at the sky.
"Damn it, our leader was defeated by a dog. How can we lose face?" said the wise little wolf demon.
"So, do we need a new leader?" replied another.
Naturally, Lang Ben would not hear such a conversation.
"Your Majesty, should we ambush next? You have developed the Wolf Cave for decades and cannot leave it to the dogs." The loyal wolf said angrily.
"How much do you want me to die? Didn't you see how badly I was scratched and how painful the bite was?" Lang Ben knew that he was no match for Wang Cai, so he could only give up his place and return to his hometown and the green land.
The prairie: "Moving, leaving Luofeng Mountain, and returning to the grassland, I realized that prairie wolves are not suitable for life in the mountains."
"Have you forgotten, leader? You were driven out of the grassland where you were born and raised by a group of sheep," Langliu said, "We are homeless. I suggest going to the Demonic Land. Although the conditions are a bit more difficult, at any rate
Don’t be wary of the human race’s hot pot and cold oil, or the other demon clan’s cold arrows.”
Lang Ben lamented and put the gray cloak on his body to cover the scars all over his body: "Those damn sheep."