The Son of the Cthulhu must be saved [Quick Transmigration]

Ruan Mobei nodded, he didn't need to be brave in front of He Songming, if he persisted, it would only increase the rate of death of his own life.

He replied "Okay", He Songming squatted down in front of him, Ruan Mobei wrapped his hands around the werewolf's neck, and rode on the solid back.

He Songming supported Ruan Mobei's thighs with both hands, and stood up steadily. After carrying an extra person, his forward speed was not affected at all. The human was lying on his back tightly, with his arms around his neck, as if Tired, she put her head lightly in the socket of his shoulder.

Is the master getting lighter again?The werewolf was thinking, and suddenly felt something soft touch his cheek. He froze for a moment, thinking it was an accident caused by the bumps during the journey.

But soon, the kiss started to move and finally landed on the corner of his lips.

He Songming staggered and almost tripped over the wolf leading him. The tail behind him quickly stood up to help his body maintain balance.Ruan Mobei even bit his lips, and the human raised his hand, rubbing the furry ears on the werewolf's head recklessly.

He Songming settled down, and cautiously tilted his head slightly so that the kiss could land on his lips properly as a response.

A heart is pounding.

When his lips were parted, Ruan Mobei buried his face in his shoulders, let out a muffled laugh, the vibration of the chest was heard clearly, and the hair on the werewolf's tail stood upright out of embarrassment.

Is there anything funny about it?

Helen didn't bother to pay attention to the flirting of the two males behind her. The smell intensified. She slowly stopped and said, "Here we are."

He Songming stopped, and without sniffing carefully, he could recognize the body odor of pig people around him, like a puddle of mud just dug out of a stinky ditch.

The werewolf frowned, and even breathed lightly, as if he didn't want to inhale too much air around him. Ruan Mobei couldn't smell it, so he could only ask in a low voice, "Is it really smelly?"

He Songming nodded: "It didn't smell so bad when it was still in the vault, but it has become even more smelly during this time."

Helen covered her nose and said in a muffled voice, "If you weren't looking for me, I would never come here again."

The pig man called himself his inner demon, with a disgusting stench, and the intense emotions in his heart almost made him faint when they met.Ruan Mobei's face darkened, and he secretly clenched his fists. What did he go through to have such deep demons?

He Songming followed the smell and walked forward for a certain distance, until Helen reminded: "Further on, it is the coyote's territory. If he finds our smell when he is patrolling, he will bring the wolf to make trouble."

He Songming stopped, and the track of smell seemed to cross the forest to the end, but there were two small cities far away in that direction, and he didn't know where the pigman went.

If you go to the two cities to investigate in person, it will definitely take longer than the tracking. He Songming is not sure that Ruan Mobei can persist until then.

It is the most convenient and quick way to defeat the hyena and follow the smell all the way.

Helen: "After you defeat the hyena, you can go over there and continue tracking."

He Songming said in a deep voice, "I will."

The wolves and the humans returned the same way, and by the time they returned to the camp, most of the werewolves had already entered their respective dens, ready to rest.

"Let's come here today, rest well, and train for another day tomorrow." After Helen said, several male wolves came over to flatter her with food, and some wolves even came up behind her, trying to smell her tail. the taste of.

Before she got close, she was slapped aside by Helen, and the female werewolf let out a low growl, and all the male wolves were too frightened to move in an instant.

Ruan Mobei saw it, and inexplicably thought of a sentence:

The elder sister is the queen, she shines with confidence.

She is so young and strong, and as the wolf king's female wolf, she is the dream partner of all male wolves.

But Helen is probably just an adult, and her eyes are full of the desire to regain the former territory, so how can she have the heart to fall in love.

He Songming was completely unaffected by Helen's coercion. He returned to the car and put Ruan Mobei on the bed.

After running for such a long time, he sweated a little again, and there was still the residual smell of pigs sticking to his body. He Songming smelled himself: "I'll go wash it up a bit, and I'll be right back."

After He Songming left, Ruan Mobei quickly touched the medicine box and brought another painkiller.

Fortunately, he bought a lot at the pharmacy at that time, and the remaining stock was enough for a week. When he went to the city again, he could replenish it.

The forced breathing while walking in the jungle and the bloody smell surging in his nasal cavity made Ruan Mobei sure that his chest pain should be due to a problem with his lungs. As for his head... there might be a problem with blood vessels, which reminded him in the form of pain.

If left unchecked, he would probably die of cerebral hemorrhage.

Ruan Mobei took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.

It doesn't matter, it's not that he hasn't died before, no matter how miserable it is, it can't compare to dying from frost cracking all over his body.

He Songming came back soon, Ruan Mobei restrained all his worries and moved inside to make room for the other party.

Close the door, open a gap in the car window, and the natural wind blowing in the jungle is much more comfortable than the air conditioner.

He Songming had a lot of activities this day, and Ruan Mobei was also quite tired. His physical condition was already quite worrying. The distance he had just traveled in pursuit of the traces of the pigmen had consumed almost all of his remaining physical strength.

The two were sleeping obediently, and just as they closed their eyes, they heard the sound of joy coming from the nest not far away.

Ruan Mobei: ...

He opened his eyes in silence, and glanced at the smart bracelet. In March, it was the time when the wolves began to mate.

Wolves don't have a strong sense of shame like humans. In their eyes, for the continuation and reproduction of the group, it is a supremely glorious thing. More and more voices come from different dens, one after another.

He Songming's ears moved and his tail curled up uncontrollably. He didn't need to look down at Ruan Mobei to know that he had been awakened instinctively by the same kind of cry.

Ruan Mobei stretched out his hand to close the car window, the sound was cut off, and it became much quieter all of a sudden, but in the dimness, it still kept stimulating the upright and mature male wolf all the time.

"Aren't you tired enough?" Ruan Mobei asked softly, feeling the other party's restless turning over.

"I... I'm fine." He Songming raised his hand, trying to cover his ears. The structure of wolf ear canals is different from that of humans, otherwise he would definitely take the master's earplugs and plug his ears firmly live.

He was really tired, but... the instinct to mate and reproduce in the blood did not change because of this.

Ruan Mobei sighed, and he leaned forward, his chest pressed against He Songming's back, feeling the tension of the other's body, the wolf's tail was caught between the two bodies, being rubbed against each other.

"I'll help you, and then go to bed honestly, okay?" Ruan Mobei propped up his upper body slightly with his elbows, lifted He Songming's head that was about to hang down to his chest, lowered his head, and pried open the other's teeth for the first time .

The wolf's canines are sharp and can easily pierce the tip of the tongue and lips. Ruan Mobei carefully avoids it. This long-awaited real kiss brought back the last memory of his dream in the lower cavity, and he couldn't help himself. Forbiddenly let out a sweet hum from the nasal cavity.

That is……

The werewolf's pupils shrank suddenly, and he lowered his hands covering his ears, hugging the human's warm body tightly.

……

When he woke up the next day, Ruan Mobei still felt exhausted.

Just like yesterday morning, there was no one around, and the temperature dissipated, leaving only the residual smell. He Songming got up early and started a day of training.

The source of the pain is still the head and chest, and the wrist is also a little sore. As for the waist and other places, of course they are fine.

It was impossible for Ruan Mobei to let He Songming take the last step. Tomorrow, He Songming was going to challenge the coyote king whom he had never met before.

Ruan Mobei really didn't want to remember that his weakness had nothing to do with the brief indulgence last night, nor did it have anything to do with following the trail of the pigman, it was simply because his health was getting worse.

When kissing, he could clearly feel the faint taste of blood in his mouth, not to mention He Songming, who has a more sensitive sense of smell and taste.

The other party must be very anxious now.

Ruan Mobei got up and went to the toilet, came back to drink water and eat something, swallowed painkillers, lay back and slept for a while.

Under the joint training of the werewolves in the whole camp, He Songming's combat level improved like a rocket, as if sleeping in the blood, the thing that had been suppressed by the slave life for many years finally raised its head, and couldn't wait to break through the shackles and explode unimaginable energy.

And it seems... There are more unknown forces from other sources, filling his body.

Ruan Mobei's energy was visible to the naked eye all day, and he was so frightened that he swore to God that he would never go on the road in person like yesterday. March toss your body.

The muddle-headed day passed like this, and time could not be delayed. He Songming decided to challenge the coyote tomorrow, and Helen and Albert gave him a vacation in the evening to let him have a good rest.

On the third day after coming to the wolf pack, Helen will lead He Songming to challenge the new wolf king.

Whenever the wolf king is challenged, the other wolves in the wolf pack follow the rules of the pack and will not step forward to help. At most, they can only rescue the defeated one before one party is about to be bitten to death or disabled. The old wolf king It was at the last moment that Albert was rescued from the hyena by his daughter Helen.

It is the desire of all wolves to let a stronger alpha wolf lead the pack, and they will not sympathize with the weaker defeated.

"Can it succeed?" Ruan Mobei was not at ease.

"If he stays away from the wolves for a few more days, he should be more confident. Unfortunately, you can't wait now."

Helen looked at He Songming who was getting ready over there. After two days of combat training, he had many insignificant small scars on his body. The dog-like demeanor he had when we first met completely disappeared, and he no longer habitually lowered his eyebrows and nodded. , becoming more like one's own kind.

Ruan Mobei nodded. He didn't tell any wolves except He Songming that he wanted to use a gun to ensure the result of the challenge. No matter how much Helen wanted to take the group back from the coyote, he would definitely not be able to accept that a human could use an assassin to kill him. way to help.

At noon, the wolves headed to the larger territory on the other side to witness He Songming's upcoming challenge to the Coyote King.

Of course, Ruan Mobei was also taken with him, the forest was dense, there was no way to go, and the car couldn't drive in, so Ruan Mobei had to be carried by He Songming.

He wanted the other party to save some energy, but He Songming was unwilling to let other wolves carry him no matter what, he had to do it himself, let alone let Ruan Mobei go by himself.

Before leaving, Ruan Mobei packed a small box, which contained the medicines he needed, a change of clothes and food for human consumption.

He carried the box on He Songming's back, and followed the wolves to the middle of the jungle.

The smell of other strange wolves made He Songming a little anxious, and he didn't show it, but Ruan Mobei clearly noticed his erect ears and the change in breathing rate.

From the smell left by the coyote king on the trees and roadside, He Songming could be sure that it was a very difficult opponent.

The wolves had already noticed their coming, and they were waiting ready to launch an attack at any time. When they were three or four kilometers away from the camp, everyone stopped, and He Songming put Ruan Mobei down and sat aside on the stone.

"Sir, wait for me here." He Songming bent down and straightened Ruan Mobei's somewhat messy neckline.

Ruan Mobei nodded, he pressed the back of He Songming's head, pressed him down, and kissed the werewolf's lips: "Wait for you to come back."

"Yes." He Songming buried his face in the human's fragile neck, took a deep breath, straightened up, and walked towards the camp of the wolves together with Helen.

If there is an accident in He Songming's challenge, Helen will save He Songming from the hyena's mouth just like she once saved her father.

Ruan Mobei was handed over to the old wolf king Albert and other werewolves to take care of them. The challenge was imminent, and the other werewolves were absent-minded, staring at the movement with their ears open.

Ruan Mobei's hearing is not that good, so he can only guess the situation from the expressions on the faces of the werewolves. He waited anxiously, and couldn't help asking the old wolf king: "Has it started yet?"

The old wolf king nodded. During the fight with the coyote, his vocal cords were damaged, and his voice became ugly. It is not necessary that he would not speak all the time.

Ruan Mobei couldn't wait any longer, he stood up and said in a low voice, "I'm going to the toilet."

Albert immediately arranged for werewolves to accompany him. This is the territory of coyotes. If Ruan Mobei was left alone, he would be torn to pieces without hesitation.

Ruan Mobei carried his small box and went a little further away with the accompanying wolf. He found a place with tall trees and dense bushes, and said to the accompanying wolf: "I can do it myself, please wait by the side." It's over."

The werewolf knew that human beings value privacy very much. The human being in front of him may be the partner of the future wolf king and needs more respect. It nodded and waited far away.

Ruan Mobei got into the bushes, he opened the box, lifted the clothes on the top layer, took out the parts of the firearm one by one, and quickly assembled it into a gun.

Putting the sniper scope in his pocket, Ruan Mobei climbed up the tree with his gun in hand.

After a whole day of training yesterday, he still has some strength now. When he climbed to the branch of a tree 15 meters high, Ruan Mobei breathed a sigh of relief and continued to climb.

After raising the position to more than 20 meters, he finally stopped, tied himself firmly to the forked tree trunk with a rope, lay down on his stomach, and installed a 32x sniper scope.

After doing this, Ruan Mobei took a breath for a while, and his heartbeat finally stabilized. He put on the enhanced ammunition that can expand the range, and moved closer to the sniper scope.

This location was chosen very well. In the gaps between the layers of leaves, you can just see the scene of the camp at 3000 meters.

He Songming had already wrestled with the coyote, the two werewolves were clearly visible in the eyepiece, and the other werewolves formed a circle, witnessing the challenge from the strange gray wolf.

He Songming's opponent was not as tall as him, as thin as a brown lightning bolt, and there was a large black mark in the middle of his face, which was a sign of incomplete animalization.

The coyote belongs to the hyena family, and its appearance is very different from the gray wolf of the canidae. The tail hair is longer and fluffy, and the whole is earthy brown with black stripes. The coyote is used to walking alone, so there is only one.

Normally, a coyote is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the gray wolf, but it happened to defeat the most powerful old wolf king of the wolf pack and become the new king.

They have obviously been fighting for a while, and there are large and small wounds on each other. Clothes will only hinder the smoothness and speed of movements. He Songming's naked upper body is already covered with many bloodstains. This was the first time Ruan Mobei saw the ferocity of a lone wolf in his eyes.

The coyote excels in its extremely fast speed. He has a thin body and is quite dexterous. He shuttles through every attack of He Songming and counterattacks back, almost bringing out afterimages in the eyepiece.

Ruan Mobei dragged the heavy gun steadily with both hands, aiming the front sight at the coyote's head, with his index finger on the trigger, ready to pull it at any moment when the situation was bad.

Even if the two sides are so close and moving at high speed, he is confident that he can kill his enemy with one blow without hurting He Songming.

This coyote is definitely the strongest enemy He Songming has encountered so far, but now, he is no longer the werewolf who was just rescued from the hands of the black market boss.

The fighting skills have already been integrated into the werewolf's instincts. Every shot, every dodge, every counterattack, angle, speed, and strength of the opponent are all turned into sporadic fragments in the brain and are ruthlessly dismantled.

All the fighting habits of the hyena were presented in his eyes, the shoulder was torn, the thigh was kicked, and a piece of flesh was bitten off the arm, pain and blood splashed on the face and eyes.

But these will only fully stimulate the blood in the instinct, the two figures are fighting, and the purpose of each shot is to take the other's life.

The passage of time has lost its concept, and He Songming only has the desperately fighting hyena left in the whole world. He can feel that the opponent's strength is slowly fading, and he is gradually powerless.

As for him, the blood in his veins was still surging and burning, as if the crescent moon gradually rising in the dark night sky was giving him extraordinary strength!

The moment he bit the coyote's neck, his jaw snapped together, and his sharp canine teeth pierced the coyote's skin instantly!

Hot blood poured into the mouth, fishy, ​​but so delicious.

The wolves let out an exclamation, and He Songming clearly heard Helen's excited cheers behind him. Blood flowed down the esophagus into his stomach. He felt the coyote struggling under him in pain and panic. Every movement would tear the original wound. crack.

Something in the bottom of his heart is rapidly taking root and sprouting out of the abyss in a twisted manner, covering his body with spiky branches, awakening the killing instinct sleeping in every cell.

The more struggling, the more excited.

The coyote's claws tore his chest, and his feet kicked his stomach desperately, almost tearing him apart. The ground was full of blood, and it was unclear which body it came from.

With severe pain and blood, roaring and killing, He Songming finally stopped hesitating. His claws pierced through the coyote's chest, and he raised his head fiercely!

The canine teeth bit the skin, tearing half of the coyote's neck and one shoulder, and blood gushed out like a fountain, shooting out a column of blood more than two meters high!

The hyena twitched twice, his eyes were wide open, his pupils were already dilated, and he tried to turn over and run away. The next moment, He Songming stepped on him heavily.

The moment the hyena completely lost its voice, the whole wolf pack cheered and celebrated the new king's accession to the throne.

He Songming stood on the spot, bleeding from his chest, abdomen and back, and his flesh was pulled out from the hideous wound. He clenched his fists tightly with both hands, and the blood spurted from the coyote's neck was on his face, amber in color. In his pupils, the ferocious look has not dissipated.

He Songming swallowed hard, the enemy's blood flowed through his throat, the taste was so delicious.

In the eyepiece, countless female werewolves approached him, rubbing against the strong body of the male wolf with lowered eyebrows, scratching their heads and making gestures. The rest of the male werewolves all folded their tails in a gesture of submission, looking up at their new wolf king.

As if aware of the sight from several miles away, He Songming raised his head and looked at the position where Ruan Mobei was lying in ambush. Across countless luxuriant branches and leaves, the two pairs of eyes stared at each other in the dark.

at last.

Ruan Mobei heaved a sigh of relief. He put away the gun, removed the eyepiece, untied the rope tied around his body, and prepared to descend the tree.

He lay on the tree for half an hour, and his whole body was about to become stiff, especially his legs, which couldn't stop being numb, so he had to go down slowly.

Ruan Mobei hung the gun on his back, tied the rope firmly to the tree, and tied the other end around his waist. After making sure that the safety buckle was fastened, he slowly moved down step by step.

The bark was rough, otherwise he would not have been able to climb up, maybe it was because he had been concentrating for too long, Ruan Mobei clearly felt that the effect of the painkiller was fading, his head began to throb, and he felt dizzy , making it almost impossible for him to step on the tree trunk accurately.

His hands were so painful from the rope, they were burning hot, and he didn't need to think about it to know that his skin was broken. Ruan Mobei gritted his teeth, and carefully tested his feet.

On the way, he was really tormented by the unbearable headache, tremblingly took out a medicine from his breast pocket, tore open the package with his teeth, and stuck the needle into his arm forcefully.

The effect brought by Du Leng Ding was almost immediate. This medicine can only be used for short-term labor pains. If it doesn't work, there is still a morphine in his box.

In the past, only patients with advanced cancer would use these two drugs to reduce pain.

Ruan Mobei panted for a while, and forced himself down to a height of three meters above the ground, but finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the rope around his waist saved his life. Ruan Mobei struggled to turn over and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

There seemed to be some black lumps mixed in the bright blood.

The box was at hand. He closed his eyes and waited for his physical strength to recover. He quickly disassembled the firearm, put all the parts back into the box, and covered it with his clothes.

It's so difficult. Only when you are sick, you will know how important health is.

The accompanying wolf over there had heard the sound of his fall and the smell of blood spreading, and was walking towards this side quickly. Ruan Mobei tried to get up, and when the wolf emerged from the bush, he tried his best to face him. Show a smile:

"I do not--"

What emerged from the bushes was not the strange werewolf who accompanied him.

He Songming was out of breath, blood was dripping all over his body, and it was dripping on the ground. He never missed the astonishment in Ruan Mobei's eyes, the forced smile, and the bright red blood on the lips of human beings.