The little girl's voice was not particularly soft. Following the whistling cold wind, it seemed to be magnified many times, and with a hatred that could not be ignored, even a little bit of hatred, clearly spread throughout the entire small valley.
Some snowflakes on the slope trembled quietly, accompanied by a sparse "rustling" sound, like a whisper of sarcasm.
The air was silent for a few seconds, and then there were stutters and sobbing and comforting sounds.
Ruan Qiuqiu supported the tree trunk, and from a distance, saw Mr. Little Gray Wolf slightly widened his eyes in confusion, subconsciously showing two small fangs, and retorted in a low, roaring manner: "Ouch."
But the little pig demons were obviously not satisfied with his low growl with a hint of helplessness and warning.
The pig demon headed by the Water Pig Tribe glared at Mr. Little Grey Wolf fiercely, "It's all about you, Zhuzhu will cry, and Father Zhuzhu will be sick.
You thief, you have already eaten so many things, isn't it enough to stay with our tribe these days? "
The disgust of the cubs and juveniles is often swift and violent, and the naked words without any disguise are always thorough.
After the adult demon at the head spoke, a group of demons began to criticize and "sanction" Mr. Little Grey Wolf.
"How dare you say it's not you, Zhu Zhu's grandfather fell ill after only touching you for two days. The clan witch said he touched something unclean, isn't it you?"
"Stinky mute, dare to steal, get out of our water pig tribe!"
Along with the increasingly fierce abuse, the little pig demons who didn't dare to approach Mr. Little Grey Wolf took out the stones and rotten things that seemed to be prepared long ago, and they didn't know what to do, and greeted Yuan Jue.
They showed no mercy, and the speed of the demon clan was very fast. When Ruan Qiuqiu finally ran with short legs and was only separated by a huge tree from Mr. Little Gray Wolf, the first round of stones and stinky smelled like rotten food. The same thing has already been smashed by them.
Mr. Little Gray Wolf didn't know why he didn't hide, and the wolf skin on his body instantly changed from being a little messy but trying to keep it neat to a dirty look.
His pale face was also scratched by sharp stones, and some bloodstains appeared.
Ruan Qiuqiu was behind him, watching the palm of his hand holding the wooden stick very hard, and then clenching it as if he was struggling repeatedly, then he loosened it, and stood with his back straight, like a stubborn pine.
She felt as if she had been stabbed by a thorn, and it was extremely sour.
Seeing that the demons took out some stones for the second round, Ruan Qiuqiu didn't care whether she could be seen in Yuanjue's memory world, and whether her words could be heard by the demons. Ruan Qiuqiu was straight. Stamping his feet, he hurriedly shouted, "Stop!"
But it is estimated that her voice was not heard by the demons of the water pig tribe. When Ruan Qiuqiu ran behind Yuan Jue, he had already taken the second round.
Mr. Gray Wolf heard a familiar but unfamiliar voice behind him, and his beautiful eyes flashed with surprise—
Although he is only less than the second-order strength, his perception is very keen, and few demons can suddenly appear behind him.
"Ah, why didn't you hide, didn't it hurt?"
He turned his head, and before he could clearly see the appearance of the person who came, a hurried voice came from his ear, with a worry he had never heard before.
"Don't listen to those pig demons, they don't believe you, I believe you."
Her soft hands did not shy away from his dirty body, and pulled him up.