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

The two pieces of black mermaid silk were naturally collected by Lang Qing. As for the dozen or so bubbles, he learned that they were used by the mermaids to cultivate algae, and only their mermaid tribe could use them.

The wolf didn't touch it and returned it to the two men.

Baskets of tightly wrapped supplies were moved into the cave. Only when everyone entered the cave did Qin Qiao and the others realize how big the cave was.

When the supplies were being moved in just now, they all passed by the two of them. Qin Qiao had no idea how much there were, he only knew that there were a lot, so much that they were about to be piled up into a mountain, and these supplies were only a part of what was being moved in.

From the occasional details that were missed, Qin Fan could tell that these baskets were filled with salt, the precious snow-white fine salt exchanged for their tribe.

Those that were not moved into the cave were piled outside and covered with a cloth that had never been seen before, so it was impossible to tell what they were.

Qin Qiao's stomach rumbled. Qin Fan came back to his senses from staring at him, feeling a little helpless. Hadn't he just eaten?

Qin Qiao seemed to understand his contempt and rolled her eyes. She could bear not eating, but once she ate, she felt unbearable because she was not full.

Lang Qing also heard his stomach growling, so he politely treated him to a bowl of hot soup. Only after a full meal would he have the strength to weave the shark silk!

This guy even brought the bubbles he used to grow algae, it was hard for him not to think too much!

If this person wants to settle down in the Huaxia tribe, then he must build good relations and leave a good impression. First, he must get ten pieces of shark silk to make a robe for Bai Ru.

Bai Ru suffered so much with him, and when they became partners, he never even gave her a good animal skin.

He thought that the white mermaid silk would look great when made into a long robe.

When he was a child, he had seen the young city lord of Lanruo City. He was wearing a white robe, which was so beautiful that he looked like a fairy. Bai Ru was pretty, and she would definitely look better than a fairy in it.

Qin Qiao was a little flattered. The leader of the Huaxia tribe was so enthusiastic!

Not only was he given broth to drink, but he was also allowed to follow the team back to the tribe.

"You came here by water?"

Qin Qiao puffed out his chest and said proudly, "Yes, we are the mermaids. We are good at swimming, and traveling by water is the fastest."

Qin Fan had a blank expression on his face. He had too many things to complain about and he didn't know where to start. Qin Qiao had already been completely ripped apart by the cunning wolf-beast man in front of him.

If he continued to dig, the secret of the Qinhe tribe would be exposed. Qin Fan cleared his throat and said, "It's late at night, it's time to rest. We should set off early tomorrow so that we can reach the tribe before dark and have dinner."

Seeing that they had almost finished their work, Lang Qing kindly said, "Okay, you guys have been swimming for a whole day, you must be tired, go to bed early."

Early the next morning, Qin Qiao felt like he had just laid down, but he was urged to set off.

What's more, this group of people set out without even having breakfast.

The vanguard troops led by Lang Ming and Lang Qian were lightly equipped and had already set out ahead of the main force.

Qin Qiao was settled on a bone-wheeled cart loaded with supplies, and he looked around curiously.

Qin Fan, who was standing beside him, held him down and said, "Stop embarrassing yourself."

Qin Qiao lowered his voice and said, "What's so embarrassing about this? Have you ever seen a car like this?"

Qin Fan wanted to say that he had seen it, but he also wanted to say that he hadn't seen it. Many slave owners had ox carts, but they were different.

Qin Fan's eyes swept across the two rolling wheels under the body of the ox-horned truck in front of him.

Other people's ox-horn cart wheels were unable to roll and were made of wood, but the one used by the Huaxia tribe was a material he had never seen before.

The Silver Moon Wolf people are generally taciturn and have strict discipline, which is quite different from the Chinese tribesmen that Qin Fan has met.

Qin Fan thought that Qin Qiao's words would cause others to show off, but after a while, no one came up to show off.

Perhaps these people are the elites of the Huaxia tribe.

The team's speed was not slowed down by the heavy supplies. Qin Fan and Qin Qiao were worried all the way and did not sleep well last night. They were swaying and soon fell asleep on the roof of the car wearing straw raincoats and hats.

The closer they got to the tribe, the faster they traveled. They even skipped lunch as everyone was eager to go home.

After staying outside for nearly a month, everyone finally saw the tribal wall in the evening.

"Squeak."

Almost at the moment when everyone approached, the huge iron gate slowly opened.

A little silver wolf was the first to rush out of the gate like a flash of silver lightning.

The leading wolf was so excited that a smile appeared on his face. Good son, I really missed him.

However, Lang Yu passed him directly, jumped with his strong hind legs, and bit the supplies on Lang Qing's back.

Lang Qing's body stiffened, and the smile on his face froze as well. He was indeed his eldest son.

Lu Yao was equally excited, but he had to remain reserved. When the vanguard team came back to report, they had already reported that they had met the young patriarch and members of the Qinhe tribe on the way.

If there were no outsiders, he would be more excited than Lang Yu.

Lang Qing looked behind Lu Yao, and did not see Lang Rui, but only Lang Yu. His brows frowned, and his heart sank.

Lang Yu's eyes were slightly moist. He lagged behind Lu Yao and stepped forward to pat his wolf head. "Well done. You didn't bring shame to the Silver Moon Wolf Clan."

His voice was so loud that all the giant wolves behind him raised their heads and howled with pride.

The Silver Moon Wolf Clan will not be broken-backed just because their clan was exterminated.

When the Silver Moon Wolf tribe members in the tribe heard the wolf howls outside the city, they automatically joined in the howling, one voice louder than the other, making it very lively.

Among this group of wolves, only the young wolf felt unhappy.

"Where is the clan leader?" As soon as he took off the supplies on his body, he immediately transformed, picked up his son and brought him to a corner to ask.

"My brother is sick and can't get wet in the rain. Grandpa Wu and I are here to welcome you." Lang Yu received a bag of dried meat from Lang Qing and kissed his father's face. "I miss you, father. Do you miss me?"

Lang Qingcai was in no mood to pay attention to his son who would never say anything sweet without meat jerky, "Why is he sick?"

Lang Rui is so much stronger than him. How could he get sick when he can kill a cow with one punch!

It's no wonder he has conspiracy theories. Anyone would be shocked to see only a rain of wolves when they return to the tribe.

Lang Yu was chewing the dried meat. It was so spicy. It was so good. His mother and sister never made spicy meat for him. He missed it so much.

Lang Qing was so anxious, but this guy just focused on eating, "Stop eating, I'm asking you a question!"

Lang Yu chewed some dried meat and said incoherently, "There was a flood and Yaya was washed away. Bao Qing wanted to catch Yaya but was washed away by the river. My brother jumped in to save her but got caught in the rain and caught fire."

Lang Qing's brows knitted together when he heard this. "What nonsense are you talking about? What's on fire?"

Lang Yu touched Lang Qing's forehead and said, "Brother, touch here, it's hot and on fire."

Langqing: "...That's a fever."

Lang Yu nodded, "Yes, that's the word."

Lang Qing decided not to beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "That uncle who always has a fake smile didn't become the leader of the tribe?"

Lang Yu shook his head, "Brother is the leader, just like me, the leader of Xiong Xia and the others."

Lang Qing's heart half fell back into his stomach.

In the distance, Wolf Rain glanced at the father and son who were whispering in the corner with a smile.

Lang Qing felt a chill on the back of his neck instantly! He looked around carefully, but found nothing.