Chapter 1132 Beast World (31)
"Wolves obviously want to eat sheep, so why did they come to eat pigs!? That's too much!"
"We pigs and wolves have no grievances, so why should they hunt us?!"
It spoke indignantly, and the more it spoke, the more righteous indignation filled it.
As if a wolf ate a pig, it was a great heinous act.
Finally, the little gray rabbit hiding under the tree root poked its head out.
He stared at it viciously, still grinding his teeth.
"Bruce, we rabbits have no grievances with you pigs, why do you always come to catch us?!"
When the **** pig saw it coming out, its eyes lit up instantly.
As soon as the heavy fat on his body was shaken, he immediately buried his head in it.
Arching the hare's hole, huffing and huffing: "Because you are having fun, your hole is really great! I like it so much!!"
"." The hare came out of another hole cursing.
"Then it's only natural for wolves to eat pigs, you deserve it!"
Bruce raised his head, revealing his long teeth.
The soil was splashed, its eyes sparkled with excitement, and it immediately rushed over to arch another hole for the rabbit.
One after another, it was a lot of fun.
Wolf clan territory.
After the battle is over, all the wolves gather together to summarize the results of the battle.
Silver Wolf stood on the high slope, still looking down at the wolves from a high position.
Two large tigers, one died under the claws of the wolf, and the other died in the trap they dug earlier, and was pierced by the sharp bamboo tip inside.
In this battle, two tigers were harvested, while the wolves lost a general and five or six wolves were injured.
The result can be described as quite gratifying.
The other party came aggressively, desperately trying to regain the territory, so when confronted with the wolves, they were merciless, and they would bite every one they came upon.
But fortunately, more than thirty wolves fought against a fierce tiger, and finally the wolf won.
All the wolves were beaming, and the injured wolf was also lying on the side, receiving care.
And the weight of these two dead tigers was as high as more than 400 kilograms, or more than 800 catties, which was enough for every wolf in the wolf pack to have a full meal.
As for the other end, the wolves are not picky, and plan to drag it to a cool place first, and wait until another day to eat.
After the pack of wolves reported the battle situation, they began to share the results.
And a weak little girl was sitting on a small stone, her legs were dangling, she was curiously watching the wolves and how they divided their flesh.
The internal hierarchy of wolves is strict, and each wolf will be assigned a corresponding amount of meat according to its status.
Among them, the wolf king was given the most tender belly meat.
The meat that was first divided was more than one hundred catties, and more than one-eighth of the meat was dedicated to the wolf king, and none of the wolves objected.
The silver wolf didn't watch them divide the meat, but bowed his head, and his eyes were on the quiet little elf.
The white, soft and beautiful elves sat obediently, with their eyes wide open curiously, watching the pack of hungry wolves carve out meat indistinctly.
The pack of wolves knew she was there, but the wolf king didn't speak, so they wouldn't drive her away.
The gray figures rushed towards the tiger carcass, as if they hadn't eaten for three days and three nights, gobbling it voraciously, with a crackling sound, as if they had swallowed even the bones.
The obedient and soft elf stared at them, seemed to swallow her saliva, and slowly put her little hands on her stomach.
(end of this chapter)