chapter 8 Escape from danger ===

The wolves saw Rusk Cunning's strange movement, and several wolves rushed towards Rusk Cunning and the spiritual beast Leopard first.

Roar! The spirit beast leopard opened its mouth fiercely and bit the opponent's throat directly, killing the opponent.

Rusk Cunning face suddenly turned cold, he pulled out his dagger and struck the head of the charging wolf, Ouch! There was a slash on the wolf's head diagonally from the ears to the nose. In the blink of an eye, two wild wolves were killed. However, from the white mist in the distance, dozens more wolves of different shapes and sizes emerged.

"Escape!"Rusk Cunning gave this order to the spirit beast leopard, swung his sword to drive away the other wild wolf, grabbed the rope with one hand, and jumped off the cliff decisively. There are too many wild wolves, and there are also one or two monsters among them. The momentum is not much worse than that of a leopard. If you persist here, you may not be able to escape being eaten by a pack of wolves. So Rusk Cunning chose the wolf and leopard to escape without hesitation. Whether he could escape with his life or not depended on the leopard's own luck.

The leopard looked back and saw that Rusk Cunning had jumped off the cliff. He howled sharply and rushed towards the thin spot of the wolves on the opposite side.

The wolves above were howling incessantly. As Rusk Cunning slid down, he noticed a strange movement in the rope in his hand. When he looked up, two wolves began to bite the rope. These beasts were quite intelligent. Rusk Cunning cursed, accelerated his descent, and at the same time kicked a rock on the cliff hard, using this force to swing to the ivy growing on the cliff. Holding Ivy with one hand. As soon as he took advantage of his strength, the rope above was bitten off by the wild wolf.

Rusk Cunning secretly screamed that it was a dangerous situation, grabbed the broken rope and used the strength of Ivy to land safely on the protruding rocks of the cliff.

On the cliff, several wild wolves wandered back and forth for a while, howled a few times in disappointment and then left one after another.

I don’t know how the leopard is doing now. Rusk Cunning couldn't help but shake his head. Now that he couldn't protect himself, he couldn't care about the leopard.

Putting the broken rope aside, Rusk Cunning looked up and saw that the landowner with ivy on the cliff was about five or six feet away from the top of the cliff. He climbed up along the ivy, then threw the broken rope to the cliff and hung it. The tree trunks on the cliff can still be escaped from danger, and there is no need to worry about the escape route. Rusk Cunning feels relieved. What he needs now is to be more patient with the wolves.

Although there is no sound of wolves from above, based on the experience of going into the mountains with my father when I was a child, wolves are the most vindictive animals. Although there are no wolf howls for the time being on the cliff, these wild wolves may not have really left. Maybe there is a wolf up there waiting for warning.

After temporarily getting rid of the crisis, Rusk Cunning felt a pain in his shoulders, elbows, and chest.

He lifted up his clothes and brushed his sleeves to see that there were many bruises on his arms and chest, purple in color. There was some blood seeping out in many places, which was caused by hitting the rocks on the cliff when jumping down from the cliff just now. Fortunately, no muscles or bones were injured, and it passed after a while.

But Rusk Cunning soon discovered that the current situation was not good. He was trapped in an inexplicable terrain before, and then was chased by a pack of wolves. When he escaped here, he had completely lost his direction. After meditating to regain some of his energy, he soon discovered that the sky was getting darker, and in the middle of the cliff, the cold wind was gradually getting stronger, whistling in his ears.

Every night in the canyon, the temperature drops sharply, not to mention that this is a cliff. My stomach is still empty at this time, and I am afraid it will be even worse when I am cold and hungry at night.

Thinking of this, Rusk Cunning searched around on the rock that was about a foot square, and finally his eyes fell on a bit of withered yellow color among the ivy growing on the cliff, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He pulled out his dagger, walked to the ivy, and pushed aside the green leaves outside, revealing many dead vines inside.

"The vines must have grown here for many years and finally withered. They can be used to make fire and warm the body. It will not be so difficult at night."

Jam! Rusk Cunning swung his sword to cut off a withered vine. Just as he was about to reach out to grab the severed withered vine, a slight hissing sound made the hairs on his back stand up.

Rusk Cunning retracted his left hand like lightning, and when he took a closer look, he found a grass snake with khaki and green mottled colors swimming among the withered vines, spitting a scarlet snake message at him. The triangular snake head stretches and contracts. This grass snake was hidden among the vines. If it hadn't taken the initiative to attack just now and lay still inside, it would have been difficult to detect it.

Rusk Cunning secretly screamed that he was in danger. If he hadn't practiced the "Hunyuan Jing" and his senses were much more sensitive than before, he would have been bitten by this unknown grass snake at this time.

After finally escaping from the pursuit of the wolves, he almost died in Shekou. This canyon is really dangerous. If you are not careful, you may encounter unknown dangers.

The grass snake swam out from among the vines, revealing its body as thick as an arm. The grass snake raised its triangular head angrily. Approach the intruder.

Rusk Cunning narrowed his eyes. Some predators in the mountains and forests have a strong sense of territoriality. It seemed that he had broken into the territory of this grass snake.

However, he was already desperate. This protruding stone was only about ten feet square and there was no way to avoid it. In this case, he had to fight hard.

Hiss! The grass snake made a low noise and bit Rusk Cunning in the face. Rusk Cunning hurriedly shook his head to avoid it, and at the same time swung the dagger he had already grasped.

With a low sound, the triangular snake head fell to the ground. The grass snake's body twisted among the vines for a while, and then fell down, bleeding out.

Rusk Cunning took off his backpack and took out the small iron pot and salt inside. Then he picked up the snake body from the ground as if he had found a treasure. After draining the blood, he quickly peeled off the snake skin and chopped the snake into dozens of pieces. Small paragraph. Throw into the wok.

Then he carefully pulled out the dead vines among the green vines, sorted them slightly, lit a fire with flints, and fried the snake directly. Unfortunately, there was not enough water, otherwise it would be made into snake soup, which would be even more delicious. Fortunately, the fog in the canyon is heavy. When you wake up every morning, there will be a lot of dew on the leaves, so you won't die of thirst.

Rusk Cunning felt his belly until his belly was bulging. It seems that we have to spend the night here tonight. There is no one to feed the little green ants in the cave. It is estimated that there will only be a few left when we go back.

Rusk Cunning shook his head and smiled bitterly, secretly mocking himself. In this situation, it was still unclear whether he could go back, but he still had time to worry about the little green ants in the cave. The old man in black robe has no humanity at all, and he has no interest in dealing with him. It's okay not to go back to that boring cave, so as not to be whipped if you go back. The old man in black robe is very harsh, and the whip almost missed him last time. die.

Not going back! Rusk Cunning made this decision silently.

As the night got darker, the cold wind howled at the cliff, and the temperature dropped extremely low. This biting cold wind kept blowing, and he couldn't sleep at all.