Zhang Hu and Luo Pingyang in the distance had already started sweating nervously. Looking at the White Wolf King who was gradually approaching Duanmu Xiong, they were more afraid of accidentally hurting Duanmu Xiong. That time the White Wolf King used them to kill his opponent Bison King. This time it would use some secret moves. It was not impossible.

Duanmuxiong's eyes were already full of tears. This was the only unexpected encounter in so many years. Many times, he dreamed that he was riding a white horse on the prairie, and a white shadow next to him accompanied him. They would play together and chew meat bones together. This guy would urinate without hesitation on his trouser legs. In Duanmuxiong's heart, he just thought it was a very gentle dog, not the mighty white wolf king who had deep cold fangs that he saw today.

As a friend of the past, Duanmu Xiong could still remember him, but Duanmu Xiong could not have much hope. His only robe that preserved the feelings between each other was turned into white ash after Wu Yonglin roared. At this time, Duanmu Xiong had no idea how to prove that he was the young man who saved the White Wolf King that day.

The appearance can change, and the smell can also change. Perhaps the only thing that cannot be changed is the eyes of each other, but you expect a wolf cub who has only been more than ten days to remember your eyes. This is simply teasing yourself with words. After all, Duanmu Xiong has become different from the past years. His bright eyes are not comparable to the boy who was swearing that day. The memories between the two may be that only the bone flute hanging on Duanmu Xiong’s chest can prove that they have had a relationship.

After the little wolf cub came to life, every time they heard the howl from the distant mountains, they would toss and turn anxiously in Duanmuxiong's arms for a long time, and refused to fall asleep. Duanmuxiong knew that whether it was a born lamb or a born pony, they needed enough sleep so that they could have a strong body and raise white and fat people. At this time, it was the most important thing to lay a good foundation.

As a newborn baby, you should sleep lazyly in the arms of the mother wolf. When you wake up, suck a mouthful of milk. When you are tired, you will fall asleep again with satisfaction, so that you can live a happy life like a pig.

God played a huge joke on the little wolf cub. He lost his mother before he was born. As a certain lack, even survival at a certain moment, it became a problem.

On a quiet night, the grass and insects were whimpering non-stop. Duanmu Xiong wanted to comfort the little guy in front of him who lacked maternal love like him, unconsciously put the gift given to him by the wolf king in his mouth. When a 'woo whimpering voice like ghost crying suddenly came to an abrupt end on the quiet night, the howling of the wolf in the distance had never been the terrifying sound of whirlwind just now.

Looking at the little wolf cub that had already avoided, Duanmu Xiong smiled embarrassedly. He didn't care about everyone's feelings just now, and he tried too hard. When he coaxed and deceived her to trick the little wolf cub back into his arms again, it was far away from him like a plague. The fragile and incomplete little wolf cub was just scared by the sound of the flute. In fact, it was not just the little wolf cub who was scared, but the wolf king also ran away in shame?

In fact, as long as you grasp the rhythm and force of the blowing, you will naturally turn a warning or noise into a faint sound. After Duanmu Xiong controlled all this, the little wolf cub who had originally escaped around obediently returned to Duanmu Xiong's arms. He knew that this time, the music he played in some ways that he didn't know what tune it was, became the hypnotic song of the little wolf cub. Some of the missing ones were finally compensated for it in another way.

Duanmu Xiong did not expect that the wolf in front of him would remember much. After all, have they not made up for their kindness to him in other ways over the years?

People are selfish. Since some people will repay the favor for a lifetime, then what's wrong with themselves when they are in an old friendship and let the White Wolf King let these dozens of lives be saved? As for whether they can succeed, they can only be killed at this critical moment. After all, only by living can one have a way out and have a better life waiting for him. He doesn't want to be destroyed by a wolf who is still in love just now when he nodded.

When the White Wolf King, that is, the little wolf cub, walked slowly towards him, Duanmu Xiong knew that the same emotion was lingered by the same emotion. After the White Wolf King "wailed", the green feeling around the corner made people cool behind him disappear. It was obvious that the White Wolf King spoke well, at least the group of wolves dared not easily disobey and rushed forward.

Duanmu Xiong waved to Zhang Hu, Luo Pingyang and others behind him, indicating that he would lift the alert. This was the sign language that these people learned from Wu Yonglin for communication at night. In order to prevent accidents, only Luo Pingyang did not lift the fire at any time. If something was wrong, he still had time to take action.

Duanmu Xiong could not have gone over and picked up the White Wolf King like he did when he was a child. Looking at its tall and strong body as pony, Duanmu Xiong knew that this guy should be not light. He just gently touched the circle of his neck without any smacking mane, which was said hello to it.

If you touch someone's head in front of his younger brother at this time, it means that the White Wolf King has been surrendered by an ordinary human being, which will sharply decline its status among the pack of wolves, and it is likely to cause an unnecessary storm of seizing the throne, just like a king who surrenders to the alien race. When the relationship between the master and the minister changes, it will cause an uproar. This is the case in the human world, let alone such a group of wise wolves. Therefore, Duanmu Xiong's unintentional action has completely calmed down a catastrophe.

The White Wolf King walked around Duanmu Xiong a few times, perhaps to determine Duanmu Xiong’s true identity, perhaps to find the familiar smell from him, or perhaps to make up for the time being that day's hurry-------- I advise you to have a glass of wine and go west to Yangguan without any friends.

‘Aowu, Aowu, Aowu’ three long roars to the sky made the White Wolf King finally find the joy of reunion with his old friend. As for how it appears, it is no longer important. The group of wolves in the distance evacuated in this melodious serenade like beautiful music. Even the "miscellaneous Army" that was just shot by Zhang Hu and others was taken away. Since there was no corresponding food to satisfy their hunger, they could only use these short-lived ghosts to fill their hungry stomachs.

After the wolf shadows disappeared, the White Wolf King walked over intimately and rubbed Duanmuxiong's legs. This was their way of farewell, and it had to leave again. It walked very resolutely like before, without any delay.
Chapter completed!