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

Lang Rui walked to the square, followed by a group of chattering little kids. Lang Yu, who was not afraid of Lang Rui, tugged at the corner of Lang Rui's clothes, tilted his head, and blinked his eyes, like a little fan.

Lang Rui accommodated his pace and walked very slowly.

"Brother, let me put it on." Lang Yu followed all the way and finally put forward his own idea.

Qiao Xin picked him up and threw him into Lang Rui's arms, "You are not even as tall as your brother's legs. This dress is not suitable for you."

Lang Yu looked resentful, "Where's my sweater!"

Qiao Xin couldn't help but pull his hair, "I'm busy! Look, my brother has to go out to exchange supplies again, and the tribe's affairs are all on me alone, I don't have time to spare!"

"Besides, the weather is getting hotter now, so it's not suitable to wear a sweater. Wait until Brother Qin Qiao finishes weaving the shark silk, and I'll make you a sweater that's suitable for you."

Lang Yu’s brain is really sharp, it works very quickly, “You have time again?!” You don’t have time to knit a sweater!

Qiao Xin laughed out loud, diluting her reluctance to leave Lang Rui. This boy was a master at ruining the atmosphere. It turned out that his leather jacket was leaking air.

A group of people came to the square, where a team of a hundred people was waiting. Each one of them was a carefully selected member of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan. They had food and drink and enough rest during this period. The skin and bones had disappeared, and there were thin outlines of muscles on their bodies.

The silver-gray animal skin skirts that were transformed into a unified style stood quietly together, striking the eye.

Thirty bone-wheeled chariots were harnessed to handsome wildebeests, standing still like sculptures.

Everyone was attracted by Lang Rui's outfit. If animal skin robes were common to everyone, in winter, they would sew animal skin clothes, but none of them was as stylish and good-looking as the one worn by Lang Rui.

The leather jacket was a modified version of the long military coat worn by warlords during the Republic of China period by Qiao Xin. The collar was changed to a stand-up collar, and the metal buttons were fastened below the Adam's apple. The movement of the Adam's apple made people swallow their saliva.

The leather jacket is matte in color. Lang Rui has deep facial features and a cold temperament. When he puts on the clothes, he looks like an officer who has traveled through time from the Republic of China.

All the tribesmen went to work, and no one came to see them off except a group of cubs and Qiao Xin.

Lang Rui jumped on his horse, emitting the unique howl of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan, and was the first to leave the city gate.

The bone-wheeled carts squeaked as a long team left the tribe with thirty bone-wheeled carts to try their luck.

Qiao Xin watched them leave and closed the city gate. She caught a glimpse of Lang Yu playing with his friends in the square, "?!" She had been on guard against this little guy sneaking out like last time, so why didn't he run away this time!

During lunch, Qiao Xin got the answer that the little guy didn't want to go out, and ended up being trapped in the cave with no freedom.

When the team left the tribe and entered the forest, Lang Rui took off his animal skin coat, wiped his sweaty hair and pushed it back, revealing his full forehead.

He folded the clothes carefully and put them into the bag Qiao Xin had packed for him.

Lang Ye came over, "Brother Rui, help me put it on."

Lang Rui glanced at him coldly and said, "Let your partner do it."

Lang Ye: “…” If you don’t want to give it to me, then don’t give it to me. What’s the point of talking about a partner? He’s still a year away from adulthood!

Lang Ye was also jealous! Lang Rui was two years older than him, and he had such a capable and good fighting partner, who was simply his role model.

Lang Ye flicked the whip in his hand and drove the horse away.

Lang Rui rode Heilin and walked in the front. Except for the horse driver, everyone else rode wildebeest.

Lang Yu came out of the car and sat next to Lang Ye. "Make it yourself! Or take the materials and ask the females in the tribe to help you make it."

The contempt that had just risen in Lang Ye's mind disappeared instantly after Lang Yu said the second sentence.

"I remember that the cat beastman next door was very skillful, and Qiao Xin asked him to make many things for her."

Lang Yu sighed, "The cat-tribe orcs are only this useful." The cat-tribe orcs living on the Orc Continent have been in misfortune since birth, and many slave owners like to keep cat-tribe orcs as pets.

Their cleverness and dexterity are not as noticeable as their appearance.

Wolf Night remained silent. The cat-like orc next door was lucky, at least luckier than other cat-like orcs.

They were also lucky, at least luckier than other Silvermoon Wolf orcs.

Lang Yu seemed to be able to read minds, "Soon, we will be able to rescue the rest of the tribe. This is just the beginning."

Lang Ye's voice was slightly hoarse: "I have waited for ten years, and I don't mind waiting a little longer. But every extra day, the tribesmen suffer a little more. Every time I think of this, I feel sad." It was as painful as the day when more than 3,000 tribesmen died together just for a glimmer of hope.

Lang Yu looked forward and saw Lang Rui's determined back. The corners of his mouth curled slightly. Wu and the former chief were right. They said that choosing Lang Rui, who only had level one supernatural powers, as the chief was the will of the Beast God.

It's just that some people don't believe it and think they are talking nonsense. Facts have proved that the witch's divination was not wrong.

"Calm down."

The route to Black Rock City was explored by Lang Rui and his team. It was a relatively flat road. Along the way, they even saw some dilapidated tribal ruins.

These tribal orcs were captured by slave owners and sold to Blackthorn City as slaves to build the city walls. They either died or became members of the Huaxia tribe.

The further you get from the land abandoned by the Beast God, the more dilapidated ruins you will find.

"Damn, these tribes are obviously very small, but they don't let them go. They have no humanity at all."

"Big, Black Rock City alone doesn't have the strength to do this."

The topic ended quickly after it began. This kind of topic is most easily associated with the exterminated Silver Moon Tribe.

When they were about to leave the forest, a group of people had been waiting at the edge of the forest. When they saw Lang Rui, they stepped forward to salute him. Lang Jing said, "Chief, we will reach Black Stone City in two sunsets. We cannot go there."

Lang Jing is a generation older than Lang Yu, and is the captain of the hunting team of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan. When Lang Zhan betrayed the tribe, he led Lang Yu to break out of the siege without hesitation, but he did not expect that they would still fall into Lanruo City.

There was a scar on his face, from his temple to his chin, which was left by that battle.

"What happened in Black Rock City?"

"There's a plague there."

Qiao Xin told them the word plague and explained to them that they were not punished by the Beast God, but had an infectious disease caused by a new virus. They should either find a way to overcome it or leave it alone. As more people died, the people who were left behind would naturally produce antibodies.

Lang Rui frowned, "Is it the same disease as in Blackthorn City?"

Lang Jing nodded. "The bodies were thrown into the river, polluting the water source of Black Rock City. Many people in Black Rock City who drank the water became sick. Many nobles fled with their families and went to other places."

Lang Rui suddenly remembered what Qiao Xin had told him. If they wanted to destroy a city, it would be easy to do so by controlling their water source. However, this would hurt too many innocent orcs in the city, and would be against the harmony of nature.

There was a barely perceptible light in Lang Rui's eyes, and when he raised his eyes he met Lang Yu's gaze, and there was the same light in both of their eyes.

The smile on Lang Yu's lips grew bigger and bigger. It was really God helping them, as someone gave them a pillow whenever they felt sleepy.