[BL]蛮荒有个小狼攻

Chapter 1

The night is like ink.

The yellow moon of the same color as the egg yolk hangs high in the sky, soft light spilling over all corners of the earth.

The forest where the orcs hunted is vast and sparse, with dense vegetation and towering trees.

It can not only cover the hunting figure of the beasts, but also add some protection to those weak beasts.

Under the yellow moon, a figure was leaping among the trees.

If it weren't for the flame-like color of this figure, it formed a strong contrast with the surrounding environment, otherwise the speed was so fast that it would be difficult for the naked eye to catch it.

It's just that even though this figure is fast, it has to stop and rest for a period of time with every force.

The gasping voice seemed particularly abrupt in the dense forest that was still quiet, until the breathing became normal and began to travel through the forest again.

His glistening eyes were cold at the moment.

Hurry up, hurry up!

He didn't believe that because of that injury, it really became a tribe's waste!

Even more do not believe that he can no longer hunt!

After a while, the fiery red figure paused, stepping on gentle broken steps, hiding among the bushes.

Not far in front was a small stream, and a small curly-horn sheep sneaked out of the flock and was about to drink.

The fiery red figure crouched down, minimizing his figure as much as possible, so as to prevent the prey from discovering the unusual places hidden in the night.

He continued to lurch, waiting patiently for the opportunity, even if the pain of being hammered came from his abdomen, he also endured it.

The little curly sheep remembered the instructions of the leader, so he didn't drink water directly, but looked around vigilantly. After that, he didn't notice any crisis, and lowered his head to drink after putting down his guard.

In an instant, the fiery red figure quickly rushed out of the bushes, and rushed behind the little curly sheep at the speed of a meteor.

Hearing the sound, the little curly sheep was frightened, so that it immediately raised its front hoof and tried to escape.

It is only the bottom end of the food chain. When it meets an enemy, it can only run well, and has no idea of ​​fighting at all.

And it glanced at the fiery red figure, and the little curly sheep became even more frightened.

It remembers that its previous leader was killed by such a beast. If it doesn't run, it will definitely only become food.

However, the fiery red figure seemed to know the idea of ​​the horned sheep, and did not give the horned sheep any chance to escape.

He rushed forward and threw the small curly sheep, enduring the severe pain from his abdomen, showing his sharp teeth and immediately biting the curly sheep's neck.

The sharp canine teeth pierced into the arteries of the curly sheep without any hindrance, and at the same time the sharp claws stroked the soft abdomen of the small curly sheep.

There was a puff of blood, and it was sprayed out.

After the curling sheep did not have any struggles and completely died, the fiery red figure gradually loosened the canine teeth that were clinging to the curling sheep.