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Since the lava giant was once again frozen, the terrified and trembling Earth God Mole continued to restore its greedy nature. With its strong sense of smell and hearing, it can easily find rotten animals from far away places. corpses, and while avoiding the intricate underground rivers, they dug under the corpses extremely quickly, chewed and devoured them.

It is a scavenger.

Although the Earth God Mole is extremely huge, and even carries an entire ancestral tribe of desolate people on its back, once it is underground, it is equivalent to a fish in water, and its speed will be countless times faster than on the ground.

In the chest of the mole, the huge and complex honeycomb structure that almost covers its chest, there are countless large and small spaces that are either closed or connected to each other. The ingenious layout has almost maximized the utilization of this space. , It can be called a wonderful workmanship, but the number of desolate people living inside the hive is really too many, countless ordinary desolate people are crowded together like bees, and they will not hesitate to kill each other for a little bit of survival.

This is the ancestral home that the rest of the barren tribes dream of, the ancestral home they dream of living in!

In the ancestral home of the desolate people, the status and class are related to the beehives they live in. The inner beehives are larger and are inhabited by high-level desolate people and high-blooded desolate people, while the outermost beehives are the simplest. The status of the occupant is naturally the lowest.

These densely packed and overlapping beehives, the more intense the vibration when the god mole travels to the outer world, and there are even unpredictable injuries, such as splashing stones, impact from the dark river, etc., but the biggest crisis is still From within the ancestral home of the group.

The ancestral court controls the route of the mole, the god of the earth, and it needs food. It also needs a large amount of food to feed the giant under it. Where does this food come from?

These outermost desolate people are food.

The naked law of the jungle of the Southern Barbarians is fully reflected in this ancestral hive. Weakness is a mistake, and weakness is food.

Inside the hive, in a beehive very close to the interior, the decoration is quite luxurious, even the bed is covered with soft animal skins, and a shell-shaped luminous body hangs on the wall of unknown material.

This kind of rare thing called the sun shell by the barren people is not produced in the South Man jungle, but only occasionally appears on the seashore. The barren people are afraid of water, so its preciousness can be seen. Talents are eligible.

Under the soft light emitted by the sun shell, a figure can be seen faintly, lying on the bed on his back, his complexion is pale, his lips are chapped, and there is a blood hole the size of a fist in his chest, which is covered with dried dark red blood. The huge wounds that were torn out were like centipedes climbing, terrifying and hideous.

The figure on the bed was not very old, only breathing weakly, he was dying.

But this young man from the wasteland kept his eyes open, staring at the top of the beehive. There was a strong desire to survive in his eyes. He knew that he could not die. He cannot die before being destroyed by the human race. He wants revenge, for the barbarian who is the peace guardian in the jungle, and for her whose life and death are unknown.

"Huangqie, at least you should leave a piece of meat for this dying waste. You only left a bone. He's not a dog, how can he gnaw on it?"

Suddenly, a rough and wild laughter sounded from the entrance of the beehive, and then two burly barren youths, holding a spear in one hand and a beast bone in the other, stepped into the beehive. Covering up, he looked around this rather luxurious beehive extremely greedily, as if the extremely precious inner beehive in this ancestral home was about to belong to them.

Among the two burly desolate people, the young man named Huangqie withdrew his greedy gaze, looked at the injured desolate man lying on the bed with disdain, and casually dropped the bone in his hand without a trace of meat, and said:

"Now I hope that this waste will die soon, so that I can compete for this hive, and at the same time, I don't want him to die too quickly, otherwise, how can I eat this double portion of animal meat every day? As a brother who once fought side by side, The task of delivering food to you every day should be entrusted to me, right, Huangyan?"

The hoarse and wild voice fell, followed by two maniacal grins, while the injured young desolate man lying flat below closed his eyes tightly, did not open them, and just pinched the nails in the palms, implying that he was not calm. .

Within half a quarter of an hour, the entire beehive was filled with foul language and the sound of kicking and beating, and then the two desolate people walked out of the beehive unwillingly, leaving only the barren rock dragged from the bed to the ground. .

Huang Yan opened his eyes and stared blankly at the animal bone that fell to the ground in front of him. The animal bone that Huang Qie had licked in turn was as smooth as a mirror, without any broken flesh or blood on it, but this For him, this is the only hope of survival. With such a serious injury, even with such a strong body of a barren man, he would surely die, but Wang Jing fed him a bottle of Life potion, so he can live until now.

But at this time, without a drop of water for a long time, and without any food, the fire of his soul has begun to gradually die out, so he needs to eat, he wants to live.

Huangyan moved his right arm little by little with great difficulty, trying to grab the animal bones not far away. When he was a child in the barbarians, the barbarian priests would teach the knowledge of survival in the jungle. He once said that among the wild beasts in the south, there would be very few Savage beasts will store part of their essence in their bones to enhance their explosive power and lethality, so it is ridiculous to bet on this chance of survival.

However, Guangguang had exhausted all the energy in his body when he grabbed the animal bone back to his mouth, and if he wanted to bet that the animal bone contained essence, he had to crush the animal bone. A scourge in front of him.

Huangyan opened his mouth, bit the animal bone with his already sharp teeth, and exerted force downward, but the hard animal bone did not move at all. He continued to exert force, and even let out a whimper, but still Unable to crunch.

Then Huang Yan slammed his head hard against the wall of the hive, trying to use it to increase the bite force. Once, twice, ten times, the young barren man's entire head and teeth gushed out blood.

Finally, with a click, Huang Yan stopped his movements, because the bone in his mouth was shattered, and half of his teeth were shattered at the same time.

A liquid full of fishy smell, mixed with blood, poured into his mouth, and Huang Yan knew that he survived for the time being.

Chapter 0436 the death of a young deserter

Going further along the beehive where the barren rock is located, it is the place where the real high-level barren people of the ancestral family live.

The area of ​​each beehive in it is at least ten times the size of the outer one, and there are still a large number of barren slaves serving and living in it for their enjoyment, but at this time there is no high-level barren in these beehives, because All of them gathered at the very center of the hive.

The residence of the great chief of the barren people.

At the very center of the entire ancestral hive is a large circular building, which is divided into two parts, the inner and outer parts. The inner part is the living place of the Great Chief Huang Xie, while the outer part is a large hall.

On both sides of the entire hall, there are a large number of sun shells hanging, illuminating the inside of the hall like daytime. There are seven or eight extremely burly high-ranking desolate people sitting on chairs made of animal bones. The giant totem on the face is even There is still scarlet red, and the aura like wild beasts gathers in one place and sweeps outward, making the faces of the desolate women who are serving at the side turn pale, and their eyes are full of horror.

"Go down!"

At the top of the main hall, Huang Xie, the great chief of the desolate people, sounded a rough and piercing voice. Finally, he waved his hand, and the desolate girls below felt relieved and hurriedly retreated.

The long beard is braided into braids and hangs down. His upper body is bare and his explosive muscles are exposed. At this time, his face is not good-looking, and there is even a trace of anger. It is worth mentioning that he is sitting down as an adult jungle The ferocious skull of the Tyrannosaurus Rex was his trophy and his honor, and then he opened his mouth again, and the voice resounded throughout the hall:

"Everyone should have felt the sudden riot and heat of the giant's blood in the body just now, and at the same time, the mole, the god of the earth, also appeared strange. Do you know why?"

After the sound fell, an older high-ranking barren man below thought for a while and responded:

"Maybe it has something to do with the forbidden area of ​​the South Man. You, the great chief, personally brought that great master to the valley of giants in the forbidden area."

"Great National Teacher, Great National Teacher!"

The high-ranking desolate people below mentioned the words "Great National Teacher", which made Huang Xie's face even more gloomy, and he repeated it softly with gritted teeth. He still remembered the humiliation he suffered at that time, then he looked up and stared down, and continued to speak:

"What did this great national teacher do, we will see later, but now we have only one enemy, that is, the human race who entered the jungle without knowing life and death, and we are now going to tear them into pieces, and then break the border of hell , and snatched away the fabled and incomparably rich human race Leizhou."

After the words fell, the eyes of all the high-ranking ancestral court desolate people below were fierce, and they grinned, and then beat their chests with their hands, and let out howls like wild animals, and then the Great Chief of the Desolate People resounded in the entire hall. voice of inquiry:

"Tell me what's going on on the front line now, how many human races have my sons killed?"

As soon as this remark came out, the voice of the howling high-level desolate people stopped abruptly, and the old high-level ancestral desolate man showed hesitation, and then cautiously stepped forward and responded:

"Great Chief, all the major tribes in the jungle obeyed the order of the ancestral court and sent a large number of warriors to the rock bear tribe in Dongwang stronghold to encircle and suppress the human tribe. However, we are in the ground and the news is very obscure, so the specific situation of the battle is unknown. Know."

The ancestral home of the desolate people stands on the earth god mole that roams the whole of the southern barbarian land, and its whereabouts are elusive. Apart from being attacked by large savage beasts, it also has a shortcoming that cannot be ignored, that is, the news is extremely closed, so people including the big ones Including the chief, he was completely at a loss about the battle ahead.

"Then send more people to investigate, and at the same time inform me of all the large and small tribes along the road nearby, and gather the soldiers for me to rush to the border. This chief will smash the border of hell without stopping while defeating the human race. "

The great chief of the barren people grabbed a beast leg beside him and swallowed it in one gulp without chewing it. Then he stood up and continued to speak to the people below:

"To change the direction of the Earth God Mole, let's go to the outer tribute storage place first, otherwise the food reserves of the tribes outside will not be able to fill the stomachs of our warriors."

As soon as his voice fell, a high-ranking barren man at the bottom immediately stood up and responded:

"Great Chief, to turn to the place of tribute in the current direction, we need to turn the Earth God at a large angle, so we need an extremely large amount of blood food."

The great chief who was just about to turn around and enter the inner hall suddenly stopped, turned his head suddenly, and the tyranny in his eyes rose, and he said coldly:

"The old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled around the hive all feed on blood. I need to teach you this."

"Great Chief, this, this is not enough. To attract the attention of the Earth God, you need a deserter with a strong blood."

After the words fell, Huang Xie twitched the corner of his mouth on his ugly face, and continued to walk towards the inner hall, only the still piercing voice came out faintly:

"Then take Huang Yan, a waste, to the past. He is my heir, and his bloodline must not be low. If he made a mistake, he should not waste food if he is half-dead."

After a stick of incense, a group of hundreds of giantized deserter warriors jumped out of the ancestral hive on the chest of the god mole, led by an exceptionally large high-level deserter, and in the hands of these deserter warriors, All of them were carrying a large number of desolate people tied together with branches, some of them howled extremely sternly, and more of them were numb or relieved after accepting their fate.

After these desolate warriors landed on the ground, they simply identified their direction, pushed aside the rock above, drilled upwards, came to the ground, and continued to gallop forward. Half a quarter of an hour later, the group of ancestral desolate The warrior stopped in a dense forest.

"Go!"

The high-level ancestral home desolate people who only held the barren rock in their hands gave an order, and the soldiers behind them dug a big hole in front of them very skillfully, and then brutally twisted off the heads of those desolate people in their hands, letting the blood spray forward, Afterwards, a terrifying and pungent pool of blood gradually formed, with corpses floating above it.

In the end, all the desolate people were thrown into the pool of blood, leaving only the desolate rock with blood on its head, around its mouth, and a big hole in its chest.

The high-ranking desolate man standing by the pool lifted the barren rock in his hand, raised his left hand to grab the latter's head, looked into the eyes of the dying barren rock in front of him, and saw the unyielding will in the latter's eyes, full of With a contemptuous face, he said softly:

"My son told me that he has taken a fancy to your hive, so there is no need for you to live."

After finishing speaking, he twisted his left hand downward, and then threw it forward, and Huang Yan's body flew into the blood pool, splashing a lot of blood waves.

Only half a quarter of an hour later, the ground began to tremble violently, and then a huge mouse-like mouth protruded from the ground, swallowing the entire pool of blood in one gulp. After chewing and swallowing in place, the mole continued to drill into Underground, moving forward.

The Earth God Mole's direction has changed.

In the southern barbarian jungle, good and bad are too extravagant, only survival is the most important and the most difficult thing.

Even if you try your best to live, you never know when death will come.

Chapter 0437 Meaning

The sun and the moon alternated, night fell, and another day passed in the land of the Nanman.

In the central tent of Dongwangguan, a lamp was lit, emitting a little light outside. The orange light came out from the tent, and a person sitting on the desk and writing with a pen was reflected on the tent. tall figure.

Zhao Yu is writing a letter.

After his spiritual consciousness returned from the depths of the Southern Man, he resumed resting in this tent until evening. When the sun went down, for some reason, he felt very missing, so he asked Liang Po to take a pen and paper and write a letter home.

He missed Miss Rouge, and also the bitter tea she baked.

When the young emperor went out to fight, he ate and drank the same as the soldiers, so he ate a big pot of rice, and he didn't bring his favorite bitter tea.

The candlelight was flickering, and the handwriting of the young emperor on the letter was as graceful as a dragon, but at the same time, it contained a trace of tenderness. After finishing the last stroke, Zhao Yu folded the letter, clapped his hands lightly, and Liang Po's burly figure stood in front of him. walk in.

Then Zhao Yu spoke softly, and his steady voice resounded throughout the tent.

"Po'er, grandma, is there any news?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager and the Empress have already left the Tiger Leaping Gorge at noon today under the protection of the Fourth Army, and officially entered the boundary of Mingzhou."

"I see, you go and deliver this letter to the Communications Department, and then to Yanzhi."

Zhao Yu stretched out his finger, and the silver vitality lingered on it, and lightly wiped it on the envelope, then handed it to Liang Po below, and at the same time continued to speak:

"Is there any latest result of besieging that great master?"

After hearing the words, Liang Po took out a notebook from his pocket and presented it, and then a calm and magnetic voice sounded:

"Although his head was taken, it is just a daytime ghost zombie similar to an incarnation outside the body. The specific content and Mr. Sima's deduction are detailed in the notebook."

Zhao Yu nodded, indicating to Liang Po to put the book aside first, and then Liang Po's dignified report sounded in the ears of the young emperor:

"Your Majesty, Si Tian Tower sent a message in the afternoon that the location of the Mole, the God of the Desolate People's Ancestral Court, has disappeared on the map of mountains and seas."

"Disappeared?"

Zhao Yu frowned slightly, murmured softly, then raised his head, and said:

"I have read Wang Jing's papers, saying that a mixed blood of barbarians and desolate people voluntarily swallowed the positioning bead, and his status is not low. From this point of view, this person must have had an accident."

"According to inference, among the barren people, the strong are respected, and their status is second. Therefore, he should have been killed."

Liang Po's plain and clear words were filled with a strong smell of blood, and Si Tianjian lost his position on the ancestral home of the desolate people, which greatly weakened Daxia's advantage in intelligence between the enemy and us. After all, it was hidden underground. The ancestral home of the desolate people below is extremely hidden, and it is almost impossible to locate it again.

"Everything is going according to plan, but we must speed up the establishment of the defense line, let Sima Annan and others rush back as quickly as possible, and participate in the final decisive battle. At the same time, the search and rescue mission of the Pengmu team must have results before noon tomorrow. I still say that , live to see people, die to see corpses!"

After concentrating for a moment, the young emperor's brilliant voice resounded throughout the central tent.

"promise!"

Then the full moon rose up, and the moonlight filled the entire Nanman jungle.

In the central tent of Dongwang stronghold, a figure stepped out gently under the moonlight like water.

After returning from the depths of Nanman, Zhao Yu, whose head was always aching, raised his head and took a deep breath, then shook his head slightly, pulled the hood of Si Tianjian's robe on his head, and walked casually outside.

Although the entire Nanman had already fallen into the night, the Dongwang stronghold was still brightly lit at this time, and a large number of conquest soldiers had arranged criss-cross strategic lines of defense around the stronghold overnight. Under the escort, they drove out of the gate of Dongwangguan, and sent supplies and other supplies to the other three strongholds from the newly opened Daxia Road.

This mission to besiege and kill the god mole in the ancestral home of the desolate people was named by the Ministry of War as "Besieged on all sides!"

Therefore, from a bird's-eye view of the entire Nanman periphery from the sky, groups of soldiers in Nanman battle armor, with torches in their hands, formed a long fire dragon, starting from the largest Dongwang stronghold, winding for hundreds of miles, connecting the entire four in one fell swoop. These strongholds form a big pocket, just like the giant mouth of the God of Death, waiting for the death charge of the desolate people.

It is worth mentioning that in front of the Daxia Road connecting the strongholds, countless outposts and fortresses with an interval of only five meters have been erected in just one afternoon. The efficiency of Daxia can be seen.

Under the moonlight, the figure of the young emperor gradually disappeared. He was wandering casually under the ghostly walk of supernatural powers, and he did not attract the attention of the soldiers coming and going around. Then a very young conversation came to his ears. There was a look of interest on Yu's face.

"Old Jin, I think the strength we have at this time is much greater than what you have now. I can't remember how many trees I cut down today, and I still have endless energy in my body, Lao Jin. Don't be unbalanced."

Then there was a hoarse response, accompanied by the sound of feet kicking on the battle armor.

"You little bastards, you think you have a Dao soul, and your tails are up to the sky. To tell you the truth, even if I only have one hand now, it's not a problem to beat you all to the ground by myself."

During the conversation, looking east to the entrance of the reserve camp at the stronghold, under the leadership of a one-armed middle-aged sergeant, a group of young reserve soldiers approached. Except for a dark and thin boy, the hands of the rest were Holding a giant axe, they were in a bit of a mess, and even had scratches on their faces, but their eyes were filled with excitement.

The young man who was kicked by Lao Jin just now rubbed his butt with his hands, but he didn't care, and continued to speak with a smile:

"When the Southern Barbarian War is over, our reserves must compete with Lao Jin. If you lose, Lao Jin, you can't stop us from pursuing your daughter. As the saying goes, a gentleman is a good lady."

Hearing that the gang of reserve boys still had a wicked heart for their daughter, Lao Jin stared fiercely at him with one eye, raised his foot and kicked, and said angrily:

"You little bastards, don't think that getting the Dao Soul reward from His Majesty can meet my standards. Let me tell you, it's still far away. But Shunzi, I can think about it. Son-in-law of Faxiu, sounds good. "

Shunzi, a dark-skinned young man who had always been thick-skinned, lowered his head in embarrassment for the first time when he heard this, which provoked laughter from the surrounding reserve youths, and even Zhao Yu, who was watching not far away, also showed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at these energetic Leizhou youths, the young emperor relaxing in the Nanman night, felt that this expedition to the Nanman had a different meaning.

For protection, but also for the future!

Chapter 0438 Prayers