"Fighting against a pack of wolves at close quarters is all about skill, but I'm better at being poisonous."
Ou Ya packed herself up, stood up from the ground, wrapped the dagger tightly in her hand with a layer of gauze, carefully identified the source of the sound, and her whole body began to prepare for war.
Di Yating did not argue with her this time. He took the medicine from her hand, took out the dagger, applied it carefully, and held it in his hand.
"If you're scared, just follow me." Di Yating stood in front, looking at the wolf's body that could be seen vaguely in front of him, and turned to look at Ou Ya.
"If I dare not face it, it will be a lifelong shadow. How can I continue to walk in the jungle?" Ouya's pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, making it difficult to see what was going on in her heart.
Di Yating heard the stubbornness hidden in her words and raised his eyebrows involuntarily.
"Ouch——"
A clear whistling sound reached their ears, and both of them tensed their nerves.
When the wolves approached, Di Yating was convinced that Ou Ya's estimate was conservative. They were surrounded by a dense crowd of three floors inside and three floors outside. There were at least nearly a hundred wolves.
The front feet rubbed against the dead leaves, revealing the fangs, and the transparent liquid dripped along the fangs...
A pair of bloodthirsty wolf eyes stared at the two people in front of them, as if they were staring at their own feast.
"Are you okay?" Di Yating was always paying attention to Ou Ya's condition, and found that her face was a little ugly, so she spoke worriedly.
"Take care of yourself first. If you seize the opportunity, it's best to wipe the neck first and kill it with one knife. The lower abdomen is the softest part of the wolf's body, and it is also the place where they are most careful. Don't force it if you can't touch it. Anyway, the dagger is poisonous and will be everywhere it touches.
When it comes to death, the key is to be quick, don't let them exhaust all their energy..."
Ou Ya explained many important points in one breath, regardless of whether Di Ya Ting listened or not.
Before she finished speaking, she heard a wolf howl that was different from before. A group of wolves that were ready to attack immediately launched an offensive and pounced on them one after another...
"puff--"
Ou Ya's first strike was clean and crisp, with the white knife going in and the red knife coming out. A gray wolf fell beside her. She only looked slightly pale and there was nothing unusual about her.
Seeing that she could handle it, Di Yating was no longer distracted. He raised his dagger and stabbed the head of the wolf that rushed towards him, killing him with the same dagger.
The two cooperated seamlessly, fighting close to each other, and soon killed more than a dozen wolves. The corpses of the gray wolves lay all over the ground, lying at their feet.
The wolves behind were frightened by their horrific killings, and they paced in place, rubbing their forepaws, and did not move for a while.
"Ouch——"
There was another clear roar, with a trace of anger that the same kind was killed, coming from the back of the wolf pack.
When the wolves that were scattered just now heard that clear roar, they immediately gathered together like soldiers who had received the order, and attacked them from all directions at the same time in a strange formation.
As a result, the other side is full of bloody mouths, making close combat difficult.
"careful!"
From the corner of his eye, Di Yating caught a glimpse of the wolf's mouth pouncing on Ou Ya's back. Before he could get behind her, his left hand immediately reached for the gun at his waist, loaded it in a second, and quickly pulled the trigger.
"boom--"
There was a muffled sound that was particularly clear. Ou Ya heard his voice and turned around. She only had time to see the gray wolf lying on the ground and could not help but frown.
Just when he raised his head and looked at Di Yating, he was so frightened that he shouted, "Behind you!"
