Howl～
Another piercing wolf howl interrupted Zhang Yuan's contemplation.
Then he saw the wolf pack gathered under the big tree quickly disperse, with some mist wolves suddenly leaping high, their sharp claws scraping the trunk as they climbed upwards.
Their speed was no less than that of monkeys!
Not only that, but another group of mist wolves also climbed the surrounding trees.
The rest patrolled the woodland.
Zhang Yuan finally understood why Xiao Hong was so fearful of the mist wolves, retreating immediately upon hearing their howls.
These creatures were not only numerous but also moved like a well-disciplined army.
Even more outrageous, they could climb trees!
In the blink of an eye, a dozen mist wolves had climbed to within a few yards of Zhang Yuan.
They stared with blood-red eyes, opening their bloody maws full of sharp teeth, emitting low growls from their throats.
Whoosh!
A Fine Iron Arrow spun downwards, piercing the throat of a mist wolf in the blink of an eye.
