Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

When Qiao Xin was planting cotton, she was always observing the Yuanzhu. After it recognized her, Qiao Xin would no longer be attacked when she approached the spiritual spring protected by it.

The place where she cut was now covered with a layer of transparent gelatin, and it was expected to heal itself in no time.

After planting cotton, Qiao Xin left the space, took a medicinal bath, yawned, and fell into a sweet dream hugging the quilt, as if the tense confrontation she had just experienced in the space was nothing but an illusion.

Lang Yu slept until midnight and suddenly sat up.

It attracted the attention of five adults who were making bone wheels.

The little guy stuck his butt out, slid off the bed, and ran to the next room skillfully. When he touched the bed, he raised his chubby legs, hooked on the edge of the bed and climbed up. He found a comfortable position next to the little raccoon in the quilt and continued to sleep. I don't know how he did it so smoothly with his eyes closed.

"Puch."

I don't know who started it, but the five males were laughing so hard that they were bent over, but they didn't make any loud noise.

"Wolf Night, you were like this when you were a kid."

"Fuck you."

"Really, Wolf Zheng was not lying."

Lang Ye: “…” To say that Lang Zheng was just talking nonsense, but Lang Yu could be said to be one of the instructors of the Shadow Guard. He had been training with this group of little kids, so he was very familiar with their collective life.

Lang Ye was powerless to refute. Apart from the day of the genocide, which was deeply engraved in his memory, the earlier memories had long become blurred in the passage of time.

There is an old saying: The happier the childhood, the faster it is forgotten. There is no deep mark. Only pain will be engraved in the heart like a scar. It will not hurt if you don't touch it, but it will hurt your heart if you touch it lightly.

Lang Ye can now deeply understand the meaning of this old saying.

Wolf Zheng sighed softly, "If we hadn't followed Wolf Xiong out hunting, perhaps our Silver Moon Wolf Clan wouldn't have fallen to this point."

Lang Xue glanced at him dimly, "Three thousand of us can't change anything."

In the name of hunting, Wolf Xiong took away most of the elites of the tribe. When the Five Tribes Alliance attacked, they learned the news and returned to defend. They were divided into five groups. Unexpectedly, three of them were traitors, which delayed the progress of returning to defense. When they returned, only a tribe that was burned to ashes was left.

The others didn't say anything. How could they have known that earlier? Even the witch from the Beast Temple couldn't make a regret pill.

"When do you plan to leave for Black Armor City? It's best to make arrangements in advance." Now that the topic was brought up, Lang Rui continued asking.

Only Lang Yu, the planner, could answer this question. "I'll make a plan for you. You can take a look at it. If it's okay, I'll arrange it."

Lang Yu was very humble. He knew what he wanted and what choice was best for his people.

He didn't care at all that he was inferior to Lang Rui, nor did he have the kind of indignation that Lang Xue had.

In fact, the fact that he had no shadow guards by his side when he was a child was enough to prove that it was impossible for him to become the heir, and he himself saw it very clearly.

It's just that some people don't understand.

His abilities have always been praised by his tribesmen, which also inflated their ambitions. He was forced to move forward.

No one considered his feelings, and no one asked him what he wanted.

After his clan was exterminated, he had disagreements with his father. His father was wary of his ability to coordinate, and eventually he was packed up and sent to Lanruo City.

On the day when Lang Xue sent Lang Yu away, he put away his willfulness, hid in Heijia City, and endured humiliation. Even though he was given to Shi Ling as a gift by his father, he still went to save his brother.

The two had not seen each other for four years, but they got in touch by chance. They used the connections they had made over the years to start planning, looking for and waiting for the best opportunity.

The timing was just right when Black Armor City asked Lanruo City to take a part of the Silver Moon Wolf tribe to the north to build Black Thorn City.

They both felt that the time had come to find a way to break the Black Armor City formation. As long as they understood the construction principles of the city defense formation, they would find a way to break the formation sooner or later.

The atmosphere gradually solidified, and Lang Rui put down the bone wheel in his hand and said, "Go to bed early."

The topic comes to an end for now.

Everyone fell asleep with worries in their hearts.

Lang Rui was on duty today. When he arrived at the square, the night patrol team had been waiting for a long time.

This team included members of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan as well as members of other races. The Silver Moon Wolf Clan stood straight and in unison, while the others couldn't help but straighten their skinny bodies.

Among them were those who had been slaves since childhood, and those who were from idle tribes, and none of them had received formal training.

After the work point system was implemented, all young and middle-aged male orcs were assigned to the training team. They were required to train every morning and participate in patrols.

Seeing Lang Rui coming from afar, everyone straightened their chests and showed their best looks.

As soon as Lang Rui arrived, he led the team out. There was no such thing as a mobilization speech or pep talk.

The main focus is pragmatism.

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The next day, Qiao Xin woke up to the sound of a training horn. As soon as she went out, she saw Lang Rui's muscular back, which tightened and loosened with the movements of his hands.

Qiao Xin hugged Lang Rui from behind, with her fair little face pressed against his cold white back. A man who can cook can easily impress a woman, and a handsome man who can cook and has a good figure can kill a woman.

Qiao Xin bit Lang Rui's back several times to satisfy her craving.

Lang Rui's back stiffened, but soon relaxed. He reluctantly pulled Qiao Xin to his chest, held her in his arms, and kissed the top of her head. "I'm not on patrol tonight. Are you going out tonight?"

When Qiao Xin heard this, her eyes lit up. After being hungry for so long, was she finally going to be full? !

He nodded hurriedly, "Okay."

When Lang Rui was patrolling at night, he encountered several groups of prey. He hunted them and brought most of them back to the tribe, and kept a small part for his own family.

The small portion he kept was the most tender and juicy.

Lang Rui also wanted to give his partner something good to eat, so he took out the iron plate that had not been used for a long time and placed it on the stove.

As Lang Rui cut, slices of meat as thin as a cicada's wing were cut off and neatly arranged on the plate.

On the stone table, there were two large basins of cleaned crispy vegetables. These vegetables tasted crispy, so the orcs called them crispy vegetables. They looked a bit like lettuce, but were larger than lettuce.

There is also a pot of red fruits, which look a bit like cherries.

"Let's eat barbecue!"

"Ah."

"Then I'll make the dipping sauce."

Qiao Xin's thirteen spices had long been used up, and the spices she uses now are some spices that the tribesmen found in the forest under her inspiration.

The one that tastes like cumin is made from ground tree bark, the cinnamon is peeled off from the withered trees in Qiao Xin's space and ground into powder, and licorice is a kind of grass root called sweet root, which is everywhere on the plains. A lot of it was collected during this land reclamation, and it was also ground into powder after drying.

There is also a kind of fruit similar to Sichuan pepper, called Maguo, but Qiao Xin didn't want it because she doesn't like the taste of numbness. She likes spicy food.

Even Lang Rui no longer eats spicy food, and only eats fragrant spicy food.

This time, Qiao Xin went to Mao Bai's house to borrow some ecstasy nuts, crushed them with a knife, mixed them into the flour, and made a large bowl of spicy, a large bowl of fragrant spicy, and a small bowl of no chili.