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

The moonlight was like a veil, the summer wind blew up the leaves, and a team of orcs wearing black scale armor rode quietly on horseback. It was so quiet that only the chirping of summer insects could be heard.

Heilin took a step on the spot. His whole body was covered with a layer of black armor that shone with a black glow, leaving only a pair of black eyes exposed. He stared outside the forest, sneering with sharp teeth at the corners of his mouth. At first glance, the group of two-legged sheep outside did not have as much momentum as him. He won this round.

Shina followed a male with a short beard. Behind them were batches of supplies that seemed endless. Behind the supplies followed a group of skinny slaves, most of whom were females and cubs.

Support each other, take one step forward and one step back, and move towards an unknown future.

Everyone's face was numb and lifeless.

When they were still a few hundred meters away from the edge of the forest, the short-bearded male raised his arms and the team slowly stopped.

Shina stepped forward and spoke loudly, "Mysterious tribe, we have arrived."

Lang Jing was also wearing black armor, riding on his horse and slowly stepping out of the forest, "Commander Lion really kept his promise. I wonder what the nobles want in exchange?"

The short-bearded male stepped forward, and Shina quickly retreated. He stood there and looked at the orc wearing black armor and equipped with weapons who appeared alone on the opposite side. He also saw the material of the black armor on his body. His heart sank, but he did not show it on the surface.

"Send Shi Ling over here, these supplies and slaves will be yours." They specially selected some weak females and cubs just to disgust these insects who dared to jump on the heads of the lions.

Lang Jing always kept in mind how arrogant these lion people were, because they did have the strength to be arrogant.

But when he thought of the black armor on his body and the scimitar at his waist, his back straightened and he felt more confident.

The reason why the lions are so fierce is simply because of their strong physique, sharp claws and fangs, and bite force that no other beast can match.

The black armor on his body now is made of the real skin of the black bird. The defense is not comparable to the counterfeit ones worn by the black armor soldiers. The skin of the black bird bone is the hardest in the world. Even if the sharp claws of the lion tribe want to penetrate it, they must scratch the same place at least a dozen times.

Besides, he also has a weapon made of black gold bird bones. Even though his level seven ability was suppressed to level one by the slave mark, his fighting skills are still there. Just relying on this Tang sword, he is able to fight with Shi Na.

Lang Jing sneered, full of contempt, "Do you think it's possible?"

Everyone felt that the other party was not a trustworthy person, and the situation became deadlocked.

Finally, Lang Jing spoke first as they had agreed before, "Since everyone is worried, why don't we all take a step back? We will carry the noble's messenger to the middle, and you can release the slaves first, how about that?"

"Wait until all the slaves are here, then you can come and carry your messenger. Once you pick up the messenger, you can leave and leave the supplies behind. How do you do that?"

"I want to see the God's messenger. Only a living God's messenger can be exchanged for these supplies and slaves." The God's messenger must be alive. They had already gone to the Beast Temple to get Shi Ling's life card, but they couldn't let the other party know their trump card. He said this just to test the other party.

There are various ways to live. If he catches his enemy, he will definitely torture him in various ways as long as he has a breath left. Shi Tu is afraid that Shi Ling can't bear it anymore and can't wait any longer.

Lang Rui tilted his head slightly, Lang Ye drove the car forward, and stopped beside Lang Jing.

Lang Yu, who was in the same car with him, carried Shi Ling out. Thanks to Qiao Xin's Lingquan medicine, Shi Ling was still alive.

Two people each lifted one of Shi Ling's arms and forced him to stand up.

Lang Yu leaned close to her ear and said, "Old hag, I didn't expect that your lion tribe values ​​you so much. No wonder they let you do evil for so many years. Look, how much supplies they brought in exchange for you."

Shi Ling opened her eyes with difficulty, her throat gurgling but no sound came out. However, the sound was enough for the short-bearded male several hundred meters away to hear it.

He stared at the disheveled Shi Ling opposite him with gritted teeth. There was still blood on her mouth, her face was full of wrinkles, and she was wearing a dirty robe. In the silent night, she looked weird and hideous.

This was the first time he had seen a mother like this, but he still recognized her at a glance.

Shi Ling tried for a long time and finally saw clearly who was coming from the opposite side. The sound in her throat became more urgent and hurried, "Shi Tu, don't come over here, run away."

Unfortunately, she couldn't speak, and could only make a rattling sound, like nails scratching on glass.

Lang Jing: "Have you confirmed?"

Shitu tried hard to control his overwhelming anger. How could these barbarians dare to treat the messenger of the Beast God Temple like this? They were indeed a race abandoned by the Beast God.

He would make these ignorant orcs pay the price.

Lang Rui admired his expression coldly, this was just the beginning, the humiliation suffered by the Silver Moon Wolf Clan was a thousand times greater than this.

He whistled, urging Lang Jing to resolve the matter quickly and not to delay.

Shi Tu endured this wave and waved his hand. The black-armored soldiers behind him drove the slaves forward. Lang Ye and Lang Yu carried Shi Ling to the middle. The slaves were driven through them and into the forest. No one escaped and they all went in obediently.

The first people to enter the forest saw a group of people riding wildebeests quietly not far away. Everyone spontaneously retreated behind them, as if they were accustomed to the exchange of slaves between slave owners, even though their number was hundreds of times that of this group.

Lang Rui's main goal had been achieved. He automatically separated half of the team, put all the cubs on the wildebeest cart, and began to retreat into the depths of the forest with the slave group.

One by one, dim lights lit up in the forest and could be seen clearly from hundreds of meters away. Shina's heart trembled, feeling a fear of the unknown. The shadow cast by the beautiful female standing among a group of smoky skeletons that day came back to him again.

He swallowed in fear and stepped back unconsciously.

The black-armored soldiers behind him blocked his way and he had no way to retreat.

Shitu sent someone to hand over Shiling. Langyu and Langye waited until the last slave entered the forest. They saw that Shitu had impatiently sent someone to rush over, so they left Shiling behind and retreated.

Shi Ling was thrown to the ground, face first. Shi Tu was so angry that he wanted to pounce on the two culprits and bite off the necks of them.

As soon as Shi Ling was taken away, Shi Tu did not want to exchange the supplies he brought with the other party. The supplies were dead and could be dragged back. As for the group of slaves, not only would they waste food, but they would also slow down the return journey. He never thought about coming back.

Giving up the small in exchange for the big had originally been the purpose of their trip. Now that it had been achieved, Shitu regretted it on the spot and hurried away with the supplies, ignoring the other side's counterattack.

Lang Rui watched them leave. When he asked for supplies and slaves, he had already guessed that the Lion Tribe would not keep their promise. The supplies were just a cover, and slaves were their real goal.

From the moment he proposed exchanging slaves first, he knew that the Lion Tribe would not want this group of burdens, but would choose supplies.

Everything is under his control.

"Lang Ye, take the others and follow them. As long as there is an infectious disease among them, leave no one of the Lion Clan alive and take back the supplies that we deserve."

A blood-sucking smile appeared on Lang Ye's lips. The blood that Shi Ling drank was the blood he took from a person infected with the plague, and he drank it with his own hands without dropping a drop.

Lang Ye left with a team of ten people.

"Lang Yu, the chess pieces in Black Stone City can be moved now." Lang Rui looked at the moon hidden in the clouds. He hoped it would be over soon. He wanted to go back.