Chapter 19: (Second) What kind of awkward grain reserve is he?

Yuan Jue had no time to take care of these, he only knew that when he walked to another giant wood, his demon consciousness was used up.
The world was completely in darkness, and Mr. Big Bad Wolf didn't even find out, and even his face gradually climbed into many black spots.
Just before he passed out completely, Mr. Big Bad Wolf clutched the demon core and those bright red velvets, and slowly sat down with a giant wood.
He gasped for a long time, and flicked the big plush tail that was about to be frozen and strewn with snow.
He concavated himself with a look of anticipation.
Looking forward to maybe Ruan Qiuqiu will come to him.
But he also knew that he used the magic power to put her a deep sleep spell, and now hope that she can come to find himself. What kind of awkward reserve grain is he?
In such a dangerous forest, what dream is he doing that she will come to him?
On the lonely and cold winter night, Mr. Bad Wolf laughed briefly.
He hoped that when he was discovered by her again, it wouldn't be a pile of corpses.
Yuan Jue frosted his long eyelashes, and slowly closed his eyes without focus.
Consciousness gradually dimmed, but he seemed to have hallucinations.
It seemed that his little lady who should lie down on the stone bed was sleeping, the voice was coming from afar, calling her husband one by one.
"Husband!"
"where are you?"
The illusion was a bit realistic, and even he heard her trembling sound.
But gradually, he could not hear.
Lost the suppressed black spots, spreading on those broken demon cores at a faster rate.
Mr. Big Bad Wolf was completely comatose, but he didn't know.
Ruan Qiuqiu really came to him.
"Stupid wolf, where did you go ..." Ruan Qiuqiu cried anxiously, her voice a little trembling.
In the snow and the dark night, she held a torch that was extinct, holding a black animal skin coat in her arms and holding the only bone knife in her family.
Ten minutes back.
The wood-burning stone stove continued to deliver a warm breath. The stone bed was warm, but Ruan Qiuqiu felt something was wrong.
She felt as if she was pressed by something, and Mr. Big Bad Wolf suddenly appeared in her beautiful dream of eating barbecue.
The long, scary scar on his face was covered with frost, and his gray-blue eyes seemed to return to focus, staring at her without blinking.
Ruan Qiuqiu looked over in confusion, and saw the sweet wolf bend his lips and smiled at her.
She heard her sick and weak man's eyes filled with loneliness, and said to her very softly, "... sleep."
sleep?
Ruan Qiuqiu regained some consciousness, but she seemed to be suppressed by something and could not open her eyes.
She struggled hard and stretched an arm out of the hide.
Coolness diluted some strong sleepiness, and Ruan Qiuqiu felt more and more wrong.
She was not particularly tired yesterday and could not have slept so deeply.
Did Mr. Big Bad Wolf do it? What do you want to do with this grain reserve?
Ruan Qiuqiu was a little funny and puzzled. She struggled a little and raised her hand, trying to touch Mr. Wolf's arm.
But wherever he passes, only the hides that have been frozen.
Ruan Qiuqiu woke up in a sudden, she suddenly opened her eyes and turned to look aside.
Before going to bed last night, she slumped the skin of the animal tucked away by Mr. Big Wolf on the stone bed, and the big gray wolf with missing left leg was gone.
The outer side of her was empty, and there was nothing.
Ruan Qiuqiu only felt that her spine was cold for a while. She quickly put on her clothes, wrapped the animal skin "shoes", and almost rushed to the entrance of the cave and the "storage room".
But she searched the cave inside and out, and there was no sign of Mr. Big Bad Wolf.
Ruan Qiuqiu held a piece of firewood extracted from the cave stone stove in anxiety, and stood at the entrance of the dark cave. There was a feeling that she was abandoned.
She thought of what the wolf told her yesterday, and he told her to stay away from him.
But she originally thought that he was already willing to be a snail gray wolf, should not be so repulsive to her. Even if he had to leave, he would never hate her.
The cold wind blew on her, Ruan Qiuqiu bit her lip, her ears buzzed, and she was hot from the throat to the cheek.
The shameful sourness came up, and Ruan Qiuqiu blinked hard. With the faint light, he glimpsed a row of inconspicuous footprints on the snow near the cave.
Ruan Qiuqiu wiped the corners of his eyes, walked into the snow without paying attention to the cold wind.
Not only is there a row of small footprints on the ground that are about to be covered by snow, but looking forward, there are also some very deep footprints of large hunters.
Ruan Qiuqiu's pupils shrank, and a thought appeared in his heart:
Did any ancient creatures or monsters attack?
Did the wolf get smaller and lead it away?
Ruan Qiuqiu couldn't take care of her delusions, she quickly ran back into the cave, took a long piece of wood from the "storage room", wrapped it in the ragged animal skin in the "master bedroom", and made a torch Looks like.
Then he rushed to the stone table and picked up the only weapon in the cave that she could use, the bone knife.
While holding the bone knife, Ruan Qiuqiu noticed that the clothes she made for Mr. Big Bad Wolf had been passive.
She twitched her lips and looked at it, but she felt a pair of silver-gray, long hairs from inside.
Ruan Qiuqiu looked at the hair, twitched his eyebrows.
This snail gray wolf is really too much. If he wants to leave, why should he keep Mao.
Also, she just noticed that the wood in the stone stove was obviously added. Even she left two spare pots of snow water, and one pot was poured into the stone pot for cooking.
It's like, deliberately.
Ruan Qiuqiu laughed twice, his eyes gradually becoming brighter and firmer.
She held the black animal skin coat made for Mr. Big Bad Wolf in her arms, squeezing the bone knife tightly in her left hand, and lit a torch in her right hand.
She is going to find him.
The self-talk must be taken, and the sleeping technique was obviously used against her. A disabled wolf lonely led the predator wolf back.
Although she is weak, she can help to attract attention when she tries not to drag his hind legs.
Ruan Qiuqiu's head was messy. She took the torch and braved the heavy snow. For the first time, she left the cave on a night that was extremely dark and full of countless dangers.
She traced the traces that gradually became shallower on the ground and ran faster and faster.
As a normal person with a mature mind, from the perspective of absolute reason, she should not have braved such a big snow to look for a big bad wolf who is likely to have encountered unexpectedly.
Even if the wolf demon is her nominal husband, nothing happened to them, or even a few days.
As long as she can forget him, go to the Firewolf tribe or any other tribe. With the rarity of her abilities, she is definitely more likely to survive than she rushed into the forest.
but……
Ruan Qiuqiu controlled his breath and did not let himself inhale too much cold wind.
Daxue blurred her vision and made her slow down gradually.
She gritted her teeth against the snow.
but--
He is her Mr. Tilapia Wolf.
Even if she knew it was dangerous, she couldn't just leave him alone.
She knew that, according to the plot in the book, Mr. Big Bad Wolf might have died.
But since she can change the plot and come to him, he should also be able to survive.
He must survive.
There seemed to be countless eyes lurking in the darkness, staring at her delicious human race.
Ruan Qiuqiu hardened his head and forced himself to chase the footprints on the ground calmly, stepping on the thick snow as quickly as possible, and slowly chasing forward.
But when she walked for more than ten minutes, not only did the footprints of Mr. Wolves, who had become cubs, disappear, but also the footprints of the "hunter" faded.
Where the footprints disappeared, only a pool of blood was left.
Ruan Qiuqiu looked at the blood stall, his scalp was numb, and his anxiety was burning. The torch could not understand too many things. Her voice was shaking.
"Husband--"
"where are you?"
Ruan Qiuqiu knew that her shouting might bring danger to herself, but she was more worried that the big bad wolf would die before she knew it.
She shouted a few times, the cold wind poured into her throat, and Ruan Qiuqiu couldn't help but cough violently.
Crossing a giant tree, the footprints appeared again, and her nose smelled an extremely unpleasant stench, many times worse than the rotten spoiled food.
Ruan Qiuqiu carefully turned the corner and almost fell to the mountain.
She raised the torch and saw a huge monster.
It was drowned in the dark night, three to four meters in length, the head and body were separated, the body was also cut open, and the death was miserable.
Based on her sporadic memory, Ruan Qiuqiu immediately determined that this was a monster.
Her scalp felt numb for a while, but she was not afraid. She looked carefully around the monster, and after a moment she breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she didn't see any big wolf's broken limb or Corpse.
Where is this stupid wolf?
He can't always, really abandon her.
She thought of him as a wolf, with broken legs and invisible, covered with injuries. She had just experienced a battle and should not be far away.
He is so proud and brave, but don't use a humanoid figure in such a big snow, don't keep warm at all.
Ruan Qiuqiu was crying anxiously, holding a torch while holding the black animal skin tightly with one hand, and searching a little under the giant tree branch.
Finally, after crossing a few giant trees, she finally saw a crowded figure under a tall pine tree.
Ruan Qiuqiu opened his eyes wide, stepped on the snow and walked to the roots of the pine trees, followed the fire, and saw his appearance clearly.
It wasn't a dead bone, no one else. The demon covered with snow was her husband's grain reserve.