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

When Qiao Xin arrived at the cave where Shi Ling was imprisoned, she saw an octogenarian lying on the stone bed, breathing in more than out.

When Shi Ling heard the sound of someone coming in, her cloudy eyes moved slightly. When she saw the peerlessly gorgeous Qiao Xin, her eyes burst into intense hatred.

It was all because of this female that she became unable to eat and drink on her own.

Qiao Xin didn't know if this person was having a moment of last breath, why did his expression suddenly become so vivid, "You're dying."

Shi Ling couldn't bear to hear this, her lips trembled, but she couldn't put together a complete sentence, and the resentment in her eyes increased instead of decreasing.

"You shouldn't hate me. Those who do evil will eventually perish. You should hate yourself. Anyone who uses evil techniques to maintain youth will not have a good ending. As a messenger of God, standing closest to the God of Beasts, don't you understand that everything should follow the laws of nature? You go against the way and dream of immortality, which is against the will of heaven."

Shi Ling made a creaking sound in her throat, like some mysterious term.

Qiao Xin grabbed her throat and said, "It is often said that when a person is about to die, his words are good. It seems that you are not one of them. When you are about to die, you still want to do evil."

Shi Ling was about to reach the end of her life. Now her throat was grabbed, and the deathly look on her face became more and more obvious. Her eyes were filled with sinister intent, and she wished she could kill Qiao Xin.

Qiao Xin chuckled, "You think I don't dare to kill you?! Let me think, why are you so fearless. You have something like a life card in the Beast God Temple? As long as you die, the life card will shatter and will indicate the approximate location of your death, is that right?"

Every time Qiao Xin spoke, she would pretend to be nonchalant and observe Shi Ling's expression. When she talked about the fate card, her eyes moved, and when she talked about guiding the location of death, a flash of contempt appeared in her eyes.

Qiao Xin took out a pill and fed her one. He kept her alive. It was time to wrap up their net.

"Maoli, keep an eye on her. If there's any movement, tell me."

Qiao Xin strode to find Lang Rui.

Lang Rui frowned, his expression serious, "I'll take people with me."

Qiao Xin nodded slightly, "Don't worry, I'm at home."

When it rains, the work of making soap is released. At this time, thousands of soaps are piled up in the tribe’s warehouse, including odorless and various floral scents.

Lang Yu and Lang Ye were packing their luggage. Lang Xue pursed her lips with reluctance in her eyes.

Lang Yu squeezed his shoulders and said, "We have already discussed this. Don't go. If we all leave, who will protect the tribe? I feel more at ease with you around."

Lang Xue rolled his eyes. It was such a lame excuse. It was obvious that he didn't take it seriously. "It would be useful if I went there. I know Black Armor City better than you do."

Lang Yu rolled his eyes at him and said, "We are not going to Black Armor City this time. We are going to Black Stone City. We are not familiar with either of them, so it is enough to go to one of them."

Lang Xue knew that his brother didn't let him go with him, firstly because he didn't want him to see Shi Ling, and secondly because he didn't want him to take risks.

Lang Ye was already waiting at the cave entrance, carrying his animal skin bag.

Soon Lang Yu also came out. Qiao Xin took out three wooden boxes from the space and put them in his hands, "Use them well."

Lang Yu knew what was inside. He watched what Qiao Xin did. Except for a kind of crystal he didn't know what it was, the rest were commonly seen animal fats.

The soaps that were taken out were divided into different grades, and the three boxes that Qiao Xin gave him were obviously different from the others.

It is flower-shaped, and different flower shapes correspond to different colors, such as rose pink roses and golden sunflowers.

There is also a box from which you can smell the medicinal fragrance through the box. Qiao Xin explained that this kind of medicine has a miraculous effect on acne on the face.

Lang Yu knows more about business than Qiao Xin. As soon as her medicinal soap was made, he knew her intention and said: Doing business with females is more profitable than doing business with males.

Qiao Xin then ordered a box of flower soaps in different colors and shapes and a box of milky white goat milk soap.

Lang Yu: "Rare goods are valuable. I will bring back enough supplies for the tribe."

He had lived in the tribe for a while and knew what the tribe lacked. There was no shortage of food, but meat and animal skins. The heavy rain that had lasted for half a month had withstood the test under the protection of the river bank. The tribe was temporarily safe, but the temperature had also dropped by several degrees, and it felt noticeably less hot than before.

Winter may come early, so they must make plans early.

As several people continuously used their blood power to make bone wheels, the tribe now had thirty bone wheel carts. Soap was continuously loaded onto the carts. There was also Shi Ling, who was blindfolded with animal skins, and was lifted onto one of the bone wheel carts with a carriage. The cart was sealed on all sides, with only a small window for ventilation.

"She got away with it." Lang Ye pouted. He hadn't even covered himself with the quilt when this thing that exuded the smell of death lay on him.

If he wasn't afraid that the bumpy ride would kill this person, he would have hung her on the roof of the car.

Lang Yu was wearing a yellow linen robe, with a gentle smile on his face. Looking at Lang Ye who looked like a young man, his heart softened. "You should think positively. Think about how much supplies she can get back for us, and it will be worth it."

Lang Ye didn't bother to think about it anymore. "Why hasn't the chief come yet?"

Lang Yu rolled his eyes and said, "She has a partner, so you have to be gentle with her."

Wolf Night: "... really interested!"

Lang Rui, who was misunderstood, was now opening his arms while Qiao Xin was tying his belt for him, and sweat was already coming out of his head due to the heat.

Qiao Xin fastened her belt, stood far away, and carefully looked at the man in front of her whose temperament had changed. Her breathing suddenly tightened, and admiration from the inside out surfaced in her eyes. Damn, he was awesome.

Lang Rui is tall and has long legs, a natural clothes hanger. His solid body is wrapped in a black leather jacket, leaving only his sexy Adam's apple exposed. The leather jacket is long to his calves, revealing a pair of black leather boots of the same color underneath.

The metal buckle on the belt was polished by Lang Xue. Seeing the tall and straight Lang Rui, his eyes lit up and asked, "Who made it?"

Qiao Xin pursed her lips and smiled, "Mao Bai, the Mao Bai next door, he is the best orc in the tribe at making robes."

Langxue knew the cat-type orc, but he didn't expect that his skills were so good.

"I'll ask him to do a set too."

"Then you have to go to the tribe first to get your work points and exchange them for animal skins."

Lang Xue calculated his work points, but couldn't figure it out at all. He coughed lightly and decided to wait for his brother to come back to see if it was enough.

Counting and such is a headache.

Lang Rui wiped the sweat from his head and said, "Xinxin, it's a bit hot."

Qiao Xin's enthusiastic smile froze on her lips. It seemed that wearing a leather jacket in this weather was indeed a bit hot. She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Hold on. Don't let Lang Yu around you outdo you. Show your tribe leader's aura. Take it off when you enter the forest."

If that show-off hadn't gone out wearing a linen robe, she wouldn't have developed such a competitive spirit.

Lang Yu came in skipping and jumping, and when he saw Lang Rui, his eyes lit up, "Wow! Brother, you are so handsome! I am so fascinated, I will go call my friends to come and see."

Lang Yu ran out like a whirlwind.

The remaining three people: “…” The cub’s ideas are always weird. Why do they have to ask people to come and see others just because they are handsome!