America 1881: They Call Me Legend

The golden wolf unexpectedly turned back and once again made a dive towards the wolves.

The leader of the wolf pack stood up. He shook the hair on his neck, bared his teeth, and prepared to fight Jin Biao to the death.

The confrontation only lasted a moment. Jin Biao's claws were fast and accurate, but in mid-air, the wolf lost its weight advantage. Jin Biao broke away with one blow, and the group of wolves no longer had a leader.

The wolves that lost their leader fled in all directions, but the golden beast in the air seemed to be joking, constantly attacking the wolves below.

Under normal circumstances, if it was normal hunting, Jin Biao would rather choose smaller prey instead of actively attacking wolves with sharp teeth and group movements.

There is no meaningless pretense in nature, only survival.

This golden wither is extraordinary.

After the wolves died, fled, died, and were injured, Jin Biao became a little bored. He turned back again, but this time the target became Little Tom lying in the river valley.

"No!" Feiniao said, raising the gun in his hand.

"Okay!" Chen Jianqiu pressed down Fei Niao's gun. Black Carrot connected with his master, and Pegasus flew towards Little Tom.

One horse and one eagle started a short sprint race.

The black radish's four hooves are flying as fast as the wind and lightning; the golden radish spreads its wings and comes like an arrow off the string.

Both sides arrived at the target location almost at the same time.

Jin Duo moved faster, stretched out his claws, and was about to grab little Tom.

However, Chen Jianqiu opened his hands, jumped from the horse, and pounced on the slowing Jin Biao.

His target is not Little Tom at all, but Jin Xiu.

Hey, a phoenix that landed on the ground is not as good as a chicken. How can you be stronger than a phoenix? If you fall on the ground, I won’t hit you like stars?

Jin Tuo had no time to change his position in the air, and was pounced on by Chen Jianqiu, rolling to the ground together.

Chen Jianqiu wanted to use his weight to hold Jin Biao down, but the bird was extremely alert and turned back to peck Chen Jianqiu's eyes.

If he was pecked, his eyeballs would probably be pulled out, so Chen Jianqiu had no choice but to dodge sideways.

Jin Tuo struggled to free himself, flapped his wings twice, and started flying again.

Chen Jianqiu got up and rushed forward again, but he couldn't even catch the hair on Jin Biao's tail.

Jin Duo did not dare to fight and flew back into the air.

"such a pity."

Feiniao and Adam had already rushed to Chen Jianqiu's side on horseback. Chen Jianqiu got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body, and lifted little Tom up from the ground.

This naughty kid was lucky, he didn't have any injuries on his body, he was just knocked out from shock.

Chen Jianqiu put little Tom into Feiniao's arms.

"Let's go back." Adam glanced at little Tom, "His parents are probably scared to death now."

Chen Jianqiu got on his horse and walked back with the two of them. As he walked, he reluctantly searched for traces of the golden bird in the air.

"Why, boss, you're attracted to that withered one?" Feiniao could see that the look in his boss's eyes now was the same as when he saw the black radish.

"Yeah." Chen Jianqiu was a little absent-minded, he was still looking around.

"We will try to find a deer to use as bait another day. Catching this kind of deer requires the joint efforts of several people." In this regard, Indian Bird still has rich experience.

However, just as they turned their horses around and prepared to return to the village.

The hawk whistle sounded again in the air behind him.

This golden wither holds a grudge and is also very pretentious.

"Is there anyone who can take advantage of me?" Chen Jianqiu asked the two people around him. Feiniao and Adam looked at each other, and Adam pointed to the butt of the rifle.

"The impact area is not large enough." Chen Jianqiu shook his head.

Feiniao thought for a moment and took out a hanging pan from the back of the saddle. He had picked it up when he was chasing the wolves. The thrifty Feiniao thought about taking it back to fry meat for everyone.

He handed the pan to Chen Jianqiu.

"Just make do with it."

Chen Jianqiu took it, hung it in his hand, and fell to the end of the team.

He did not turn around to look at the situation behind him, but began to judge the situation behind him through hearing.

The wind rustled the trees, the wolves howled, and the sounds of things breaking through the sky.

Closer, closer.

Neither Feiniao nor Adam turned their heads, they were both sweating for Chen Jianqiu.

"Pullingleng."

A pair of sharp claws fell on Chen Jianqiu's head. This time, Jin Biao planned to use it to attack the wolves to make this arrogant human pay the price.

Just when his sharp claws were about to touch Chen Jianqiu's spirit cap, he suddenly turned aside, picked up the pan with both hands, and faced the attacker from the bottom up.

"Snapped."

Chen Jianqiu's hands were numb from the shock. He had chopped down so many people in Chinatown before, but the knife in his hand didn't fall off. But this time, the pan actually fell off his hand and fell to the ground.

The golden wither instantly became stiff and fell straight down.

The three people quickly turned over and dismounted, only to see the golden eyes with withered eyes, the beak tightly closed, and motionless on the ground.

"I'll go, I won't use too much force, I'll smash him to death with a pan." Chen Jianqiu said secretly that it's not good.

Feiniao checked it carefully and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay. My head is very stiff. I just lost some hair and was temporarily dizzy."

So a few people set off again, and the poor "King of the Valley" had its feet tied and hung on the back of Chen Jianqiu's saddle.

By the time they arrived at the mountain village, it was completely dark, and Malik and his wife were waiting anxiously at the entrance of the village.

When they saw little Tom with his eyes closed in Asuka's arms, his face was ashen. Malik's wife cried loudly and stumbled towards Asuka, while Malik also fell to his knees on the ground, his eyes empty.

"Stop howling! He's not dead yet." Chen Jianqiu took little Tom from Asuka's arms and handed it to Malik's wife, whose face was already full of tears and runny nose.

When Malik heard these words, he suddenly recovered from the state of the living dead. He quickly went to the house to get water, opened the corner of little Tom's mouth and drank it.

With a burst of coughing, little Tom woke up, Malik cried with joy, prayed to his Lord, and thanked God.

Chen Jianqiu waited quietly for Malik to pray. Malik's wife reacted much faster than his slender-headed husband. She cleaned her face and pulled her husband beside her who was still communicating with the Lord.

Only then did Malik wake up.

"Three benefactors, please wait for me for a moment."

He turned around and walked into the house, and after a while he came out with a small deerskin bag in his hand. It jingled and it must have contained some coins.

He handed the bag to Chen Jianqiu who was riding away.

"This is some money we have saved. Don't take it too little, sir. I know this is not enough to repay your kindness, but please accept it."

Chen Jianqiu didn't even glance at the bag. He dismounted, walked to Malik, and straightened his sleeves.

"Just send some grains, salt, and some daily necessities later. In addition, I have some things I want to ask you for help with."

He put his hand on Malik's shoulder and took him aside, while Malik listened respectfully.

"You and your villagers, no matter what strangers you meet nearby during this period, firstly, don't mention us; secondly, please go there in person and come and tell me as soon as possible. Thirdly, I

I haven’t thought about it, I’ll tell you when I think about it.”

Malik nodded desperately.