I Am Not a Savage

　　 The first chapter is full of spring when I come

　　Because it is spring, the rain today is very light and soft.

　　 Dense, thin raindrops obliquely fell on the thick fur of the little bison.

　　 The hair on the little bison is very dense. This is a new coat, rich in grease, and it slides off when rain falls on it. Only a small amount of water vapor will get into the fur. It is icy and cool.

　　 Winter hair is not like this. It is thick and dry not only against rain, but also against snow and ice.

　　 Every time the winter hair fades, the little bison feels that the world is very unfriendly to it.

　　 So, the little bison shook slightly, and the rain was shaken and flew out, turning into dense mist.

　　 The water mist fell on the other bisons, and it did not arouse dissatisfaction. The grass that had just grown in the spring was not allowed. They easily wasted time eating for this little thing.

　　 The figure of the little bison looks very small among the bison. It has no dissatisfaction with it. After two years of eating the grass, it will grow as tall as its father.

Thinking of this, the little bison couldn’t help but look at his father who was standing on the highest point. His envy was beyond words. His father was dark, tall, strong and strong, and his thick neck was connected to the huge head. This guaranteed his father. The pair of long bends on the head had the upper hand when colliding with the enemy.

　　 The wind moved the long hair hanging down his father's neck. The long hair moved slightly. With his father's melancholy and deep eyes, the little bison felt that his father was born to be the king of bison.

　　 Looking down at his appearance in the puddle, Little Bison felt that he should be the king of the bison.

　　 The hoof of another heifer crushed a small puddle and crushed the handsome appearance of the young bison.

　　 The puddle became turbid, and ripples appeared everywhere.

The little bison was panting, his eyes gradually reddened, his neck sank, and a front hoof was planing the ground. It dashed forward, and its head, which had not just grown a half-small horn, hit the little that smashed its shadow. Cow fart. On the stock.

　　 The little cow was bumped and ran away in horror.

　　 The little bison also calmed down, and continued to guard the puddle. It knew that as long as it waited for a while, the puddle would change from turbidity to clear, and finally returned to its original appearance.

　　 However, the ripples in the puddle did not gradually calm down as it thought, but instead became more agitated.

　　 "Moo—"

　　 The low and majestic voice of the Bison King suddenly sounded.

　　 The bison who were grazing suddenly stopped grazing, and all looked at their father vigilantly.

　　 The Buffalo King tank that was originally standing at a high place rushed down the high **** like a tank, guarding the northwest corner of the cattle herd, with the corners facing outward, and his limbs clinging to the ground, as if defending against the most terrifying enemy.

　　 The herd of cows also moved quickly. The strong bulls all learned the appearance of the bison king, turned their corners outwards, and quickly formed a circle, enclosing the cows and calves in this circle.

When the little bison discovered this situation, the bison formation had already formed, and it screamed desperately into the circle. Unfortunately, the bodies of those strong bulls were too heavy and could not be shaken by his semi-large bison. .

　　 The little bison couldn't get in, so he raised his head in horror and looked for the source of danger.

　　 The white wolf king did not appear on the high slope, nor did the water waves generated by the crocodile swim in the puddles. Although there were a group of vultures hovering in the sky, they were trying to spread out, and it seemed that some danger was coming.

　　 The vulture is not the enemy of their buffalo herd.

　　 Then, where is the danger?

　　 A few blue wolves stood up from hiding and ran into the distance without turning their heads back. This made the little bison even more frightened and drilled more forcefully into the herd.

　　 "Moo—" The Buffalo King roared again, his voice full of fear... The little bison knelt on the ground when his limbs softened. The last time his father made such a roar, he met the Sabre-toothed Tiger King.

　　 That time, the father who escaped by chance left a long scar on his back.

　　 The little wild bull fart peeed under the bull's leg and got into the herd.

　　 trembling, hid his head between the legs of a cow, wishing to get in.

　　 "咚—"

　　 There is a faint loud noise in the high sky.

　　 The originally gray sky seemed to be like the puddle that the little bison had just stepped on, with huge waves, but these waves pushed away the clouds and mist, revealing the blue sky behind the clouds and mist.

　　 "Moo—"

　　 The Bison King roared again, but this time he aimed a pair of corners at the sky.

　　 A shining ball of light slowly fell from the sky, and all the bison stared at the small ball of light.

The ball of light seemed to fall very slowly, but in fact it was very fast. It was just a blink of an eye. The ball of light fell in the middle of the herd. Then, the ball of light burst, and a circle of white light waves spread out, and the light waves were like a single handle. The sharp knife cut open the bison's body without hindrance.

　　 Little Bison watched as the body of the cow protecting him was cut open from the top of the thigh, slowly sliding down, and hitting its body. Before he died, he gave a low cry.

　　 "Puff, puff..."

　　 Basically all the bison's body was cut open, of course, there are some calves that have not been cut apart, but their heads have fallen off.

　　 The light wave did not stop spreading, but its strength was rapidly weakening, cutting some bushes, some trees, and finally slashing into the high ground heavily, and after raising a circle of dust, it disappeared.

The little bison saw the body of the king bison. Its eyes were no longer deep and sharp, but covered with a thin film that had lost its light. So the little bison hid its head under the cow’s half of the body, and it didn’t want anything. know.

　　 I don’t know how long it took, when the vultures in the sky began to peck at the corpse of the bison on the ground, the little bison took his head out of the cow’s corpse.

　　 This time, as soon as it raised its head, it saw a small, soft, white little Yunchuan.

　　 Yunchuan sat blankly on the ground, and when the little bison looked at him, he was also looking at the little bison.

　　 Whether it is Yunchuan or Little Bison, their eyes are full of doubt and ignorance.

　　 Yunchuan’s hands are too small, he has no strength yet, and his legs are short and fat, just like a Michelin tire man.

　　 There are only three teeth in his mouth.

　　 Such Yunchuan is harmless to humans and animals.

However, the terrified little bison, who was about to twitch, rubbed his body close to Yunchuan, put his head on the ground, and admitted that Yunchuan was its new king...other bison compete for the throne...kill only the bison king, or kill one or two more strong ones. The bull, at most, trampled to death a few calves, and this little strange creature with a naked body killed all the bison except it.

Yun Chuan curled up and sat on the grass, a dung beetle pushing a dung ball the size of a table tennis ball hard past his feet, and a giant pastel butterfly that he had never seen before left. He walked away from the rain and danced in front of his eyes.

　　 There is a huge hole in the sky shrouded by dark clouds. Through this hole, Yunchuan can see the blue sky.

　　 The high wind must be very strong in the sky. Less than a minute after Yunchuan saw it, the cloud hole was torn irregularly from the regular circle.

　　 After another moment, the dense clouds completely covered the blue sky, but the strands of light rain became more lingering.

　　 The grass around him is very long, at least for Yunchuan. He stretched out his left hand but didn't catch it, so he was disappointed.

　　 An ugly and blood-stained bull head dragged a half-large bull body tremblingly on the grass.

　　 Yunchuan turned around and fled. He didn't know how long he had escaped. When he looked back at the dirty bull's head, he realized that he had escaped less than ten meters away.

　　 Looking at his fat arms, and then at the stupid bull head, Yun Chuan was about to stop, and first think about why he fell in such a field.

　　 When Yunchuan began to think, the world quieted down.

　　 and quiet and suffocating.

　　 Quiet, it only lasted for a moment, and then, a green wolf the size of a calf suddenly appeared in front of Yunchuan's eyes.

　　 The fur on its face was wrinkled, and the fangs showing its mouth leaned towards Yunchuan step by step. Yunchuan could even see the saliva at the corner of his mouth.

　　 Yunchuan looked down at his fat and tender legs. Don’t say that this wolf likes him, even he thinks his meat should be delicious...

　　 The little bison lying on the ground does not have the mind of Yunchuan to accept his fate, UU reading www. uukanshu. com rolled over and shook off his hoof and ran away.

　　 The ferocious eyes of the green wolf patrolled Yunchuan and the little bison respectively, and they jumped to chase the little bison.

Before Yunchuan got into the grass, he heard a stern wolf howl. The green wolf that had just jumped out rolled and fell in front of him, his head collapsed on the ground, and puffs of blood flowed from it. The corners of his mouth flowed out.

　　 Then, Yunchuan saw a tiger with colorful fur.

　　 He swears that this is the first time he has seen the king of beasts up close in the wild.

　　 Its coat color is like brocade in the sun, and it ripples as the tiger steps.

　　 This guy walks very slowly, and he walks very steadily at every step. Even if there are many wolf heads around, he is still walking in the courtyard.

　　 When it moved, the blood of Yunchuan's whole body was surging towards his head. Only then did he discover that when the tiger jumped into the air and opened its limbs to pounce on the wolves, its body was so huge.

　　 A dozen or so two-inch steel hook-like spikes popped out of four paws, which seemed to be just lightly stroked on the wolf's head, and the wolf fell heavily beside Yunchuan, his head fragmented.

　　 The little bison ran constantly in the circle where the wolves and tigers were fighting, and seemed to be trying very hard to survive. Unfortunately, whenever it was about to escape from this fighting circle, it was always driven back to the circle by a wolf.

　　 With no escape, Little Bison saw Yunchuan sitting motionless in the middle of the circle.

　　 So, it quickly jumped to Yunchuan's side and hid its huge body behind Yunchuan.

　　 The battle between the tiger and the wolves was extremely bloody. Yunchuan had completely given up on survival at this time, but he opened his eyes and watched the rare battle with interest.