Armed with a machete and a gun, armed with a system, they fled the famine.

"Uncle Yuan, step back, I'll take over."

Zhao Yan gripped the machete tightly, her eyes blazing as she stared outside.

Dark shadows loomed outside the cave, and a sense of danger hung in the air.

Yuan Gang stood guard at the cave entrance and asked in a low voice, "Is it a pack of wolves?"

"Possibly," Zhao Yan replied in a deep voice.

Wolves are social animals with an exceptionally keen sense of smell.

That day, after she put the dead wolf into her spatial storage cabinet, she tried to cover up the scent on her body.

But she never underestimated her enemies.

These days, while making traps, she would take time to go back to that hillside to check on it.

Just the day before yesterday, she discovered traces of wild animals trampling on the hillside.

Wolves are naturally suspicious, so they must have followed these tracks to find us.

Yuan Gang's expression grew increasingly solemn. He suddenly whispered, "Girl, let me out later. I'll go kill the wolves. You guard the cave entrance."

"We must not let the wolves into the cave!"

If the wolves break through the fence, the fate of the elders and the others is unimaginable.

With her dark, handsome eyes fixed on the night opposite her, Zhao Yan's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Uncle Yuan, don't worry, I will never let a single wolf in."

Through the firelight, Yang Sanlang saw the cold, hard expression on Zhao Yan's face, and a trace of doubt and solemnity swept through his heart.

Severe and desolate.

These are qualities that only soldiers possess.

Why does Zhao Yan give him this feeling?

Zhao Yan, standing at the cave entrance, had no idea that her actions had been observed by the man; all her thoughts were focused on the dangers of the night.

Thanks to her keen hearing honed over the years, she could hear the soft crunching of fallen leaves from a distance of more than twenty meters.

Immediately following were the howls of three or four wolves.

"coming."

She murmured something, and a sharp dagger suddenly appeared in her left palm.

"Keep an eye on this spot."

Yuan Gang whispered some instructions, opened the fence, and quietly slipped out of the cave.

He did not go far, but remained at the cave entrance, ready to fight.

The longsword, sharp enough to cut through iron like mud, emitted a dazzling silver light under the moonlight.

A few breaths later, a wolf with green eyes strode out of the darkness.

The alpha wolf, with its silver-white fur and tall stature, looked at the man opposite it with arrogant eyes, as if scrutinizing its prey.

Zhao Yan looked out through the fence and saw seven gray wolves standing around the alpha wolf.

They all bared their teeth at them, making "woo-woo" sounds from their chests.

Without the alpha wolf giving a command, the gray wolves dared not act rashly.

Since they didn't move, Zhao Yan naturally wouldn't make the first move.

The standoff lasted for a full two minutes before the silver-white alpha wolf let out a long howl, and the other gray wolves, as if injected with adrenaline, rushed toward the cave with a "whoosh".

Four of them hissed and bit at Yuan Gang, while three others swept past him, leaping over the adult-high fence and pouncing straight at Zhao Yan.

"Pfft-"

"Pfft-"

"Pfft-"

A ruthless glint flashed in Zhao Yan's eyes. Before the gray wolves' hind legs even touched the ground, she swung her machete, slashing at their waists one by one.

Three gray wolves let out a miserable howl, and their bodies were instantly separated from each other.

The foul-smelling wolf blood splattered all over Zhao Yan's head and face.

In that instant, most of the wolves were gone.

The four wolves that attacked Yuan Gang were also killed by his swift and fierce sword shadows, leaving only two.

One of them was barely clinging to life when another sword struck, instantly killing it.

Seeing this, the alpha wolf became so angry that its eyes turned red, and it lashed out with its claws to attack Zhao Yan's face.

Seeing its leader personally take the field, the remaining gray wolf's morale soared, and it tore at the ground with even greater fervor.

Yuan Gang was momentarily distracted when it bit his arm with its sharp teeth. He quickly regained his composure and dealt with the attack.

"Uncle Yuan, are you alright?"

While dealing with the alpha wolf, Zhao Yan didn't forget to worry about Yuan Gang outside.

Yuan Gang quickly shook off the gray wolf, took a breath, and replied, "I'm fine. Focus on dealing with the alpha wolf. Don't worry about me."

"Okay, take it easy."

Zhao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly as she raised her machete to kill the wolves with seriousness.

The alpha wolf is, after all, the alpha wolf; it is more cunning and more difficult to deal with.

Zhao Yan brandished her machete, using all the skills she had acquired in her previous life to kill enemies.

With a slash, she sliced ​​off a chunk of muscle from the alpha wolf's hind leg.

However, the alpha wolf only roared once, then kicked off with its hind legs and opened its huge mouth with fangs to bite Zhao Yan's head.

"careful!"

Yang Sanlang shouted, shoved his daughter into Zhao Yunchen's arms, grabbed the cleaver from Zhao Yunchen's hand, and charged forward.

Before Zhao Yan could react, she felt her body being pulled backward by a strong force.

I heard a "thud" sound, followed by the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Looking up, one could see a large knife stuck in the neck of the silver-white wolf, its eyes wide open, and it instantly breathed its last.

Zhao Yan was startled and hurriedly shook off the arm that the man was holding.

"hiss--"

Yang Sanlang gasped, his clothes on his left shoulder instantly soaked with blood.

"You are hurt?"

Zhao Yan was shocked and quickly pressed the person down to sit on a rock next to the fire.

"Bear with it, let me take a look at your wound."

After saying that, before Yang Sanlang could refuse, she ripped off his left sleeve with a "rip".

The man's strong, powerful arms suddenly came into view.

Zhao Yan's eyes widened slightly, and her heart suddenly raced.

"It's nothing, I just got accidentally patted on the shoulder."

Yang Sanlang explained, his ears turning red.

He didn't expect Zhao Yan to tear it up so easily.

Although they are husband and wife, he is still shy in front of outsiders.

After her initial embarrassment, Zhao Yan quickly regained her composure.

She glanced down at the scratches on Yang Sanlang's shoulder, frowned, and said, "His skin was scratched by the alpha wolf and needs to be disinfected."

"Stay here and don't move, I'll go get the medicine."

Yuan Gang stabbed the last gray wolf in the neck with his sword and walked over, sword in hand.

"Sanlang is injured?"

Zhao Yan nodded and said, "He was hit by the alpha wolf's claws, but it's not serious. I'll go get some medicine to disinfect and bandage him."

Seeing that Yuan Gang's face and body were covered in blood, she asked with concern, "Uncle Yuan, are you hurt?"

Yuan Gang shook his head.

"No, these wolves can't hurt me."

"Never mind me, hurry up and bandage Sanlang's wound."

"it is good."

Zhao Yan found the basket and pretended to rummage through it, but actually she bought a bottle of medical alcohol from the system store.

Even with a fire burning, the cave was still pitch black, so she wasn't worried about others seeing the medical alcohol.

"It will hurt, just bear with it."

Zhao Yan opened the cap of the medical alcohol and quickly poured it onto Yang Sanlang's shoulder.

"hiss--"

Yang Sanlang trembled with pain, but gritted his teeth and endured it.

In Zhao Yan's mind, no matter what animal bites you, it's best to disinfect the wound if possible.

After disinfecting the wound, Zhao Yan bandaged Yang Sanlang's wound.

The clothes were covered in the stench of wolf blood from killing wolves. Not only Zhao Yan couldn't stand it, but even Yang Sanlang couldn't stand it.

Fortunately, Zhao Yan had bought several sets of men's clothing, which were all wrapped in oilcloth in her basket.

After washing off the dirt with hot water, Zhao Yan changed into clean clothes and asked her nephew to send a set to Yang Sanlang.