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

Hu Jiao put the pills she got from Qiao Xin into a ceramic bottle and put it into Hu Ye's arms. "I gave you the medicine just in case, not to let you be careless. Do your best, the clan leader will not treat you badly. I will take good care of myself and the cubs. Master Qiao Xin is in Black Stone City, so don't worry."

Lucao and Luming stood in the crowd, cheering for their familiar tribesmen.

This is not the tribe’s first hunt, nor will it be the last. With the tribe leader leading the team, they believe that the tribe leader will be able to lead the tribe back safely.

After everyone arrived, Qiao Xin slowly walked onto the platform in the square.

Qiao Xin wore a feather crown that was characteristic of the Orc Continent, a fish skin robe with secret characters, and held a black scepter. This scepter did not have a totem dragon pattern and was replaced at Lang Rui's strong request.

As soon as Qiao Xin stood on the platform, the square instantly became quiet.

Under the high platform, standing in the front was Lang Rui, followed by the captains, squadron leaders, and team leaders of each team.

Qiao Xin has been following Lu Yao for such a long time, and with her in-depth study of the Green Deer Clan's culture, she is very familiar with the witch's procedures. However, she knows that she cannot summon the power of the Beast God, but she has to pretend to do it.

She closed her eyes tightly, lowered her chin slightly, and raised the scepter above her head.

The chanting was not loud, but the heavy and ancient tone was clearly heard by everyone present.

As everyone was immersed in the blessings, Qiao Xin, who originally thought that she could not communicate with the Beast God and was thinking of using her special powers to get away with it, suddenly heard a dragon roar from deep in her soul, a cool air flowed down from the sky, and the golden light of the sun broke through the thick clouds and sprinkled on all the orcs in the square.

Everyone present instantly felt a little lighter, especially those with chronic illnesses.

People in the crowd frequently exclaimed in surprise.

Qiao Xin benefited the most. She felt that the barrier to level three seemed to be much thinner. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before she could break through this barrier and advance from level two to level three.

After a long while, the blessing words were finished, and Qiao Xin sang loudly: "May the Beast God bless the Chinese tribe."

"The beast god protects the Huaxia tribe."

"The beast god protects the Huaxia tribe."

The shouts of the crowd dispersed the dark clouds in the sky and dispelled the anxiety in people's hearts.

A mighty team of thousands of people, accompanied by hundreds of carriages, left Blackrock City through the wide-open gates.

Qiao Xin stood on the city wall and watched the team disappear on the horizon. Lang was leading a few people to close the heavy iron city gate, and the small door next to it was used for entry and exit.

After sending the team off, they would start to work on their own tasks and had no time to worry about the hunting team.

A cool morning breeze blew through the team heading towards the northern part of Qatar Plain. The team of slave cubs, which was originally in a depressed mood, now had everyone's attention focused on the little wolf running in the front like a silver lightning.

Everyone had mixed feelings and didn't know what to feel.

No one could believe that the city lord's cub actually followed them all the way and did not sit in the carriage in front, and the city lord did not open the back door for him.

In the front was the vanguard led by a fiery red fox. A few thousand meters behind them were the five hundred Silver Moon Wolves led by Lang Rui, dragging an empty carriage full of supplies. Behind them were the cubs carried by a thousand Silver Moon Wolves, and behind the cubs were slaves of various races. At the end were the five hundred Silver Moon Wolves.

The pace of advancement did not slow down because of the presence of the cubs, and it was basically moving at full speed.

As they ran, some cubs began to fall behind, first into the slave team, and then slowly fell into the Silver Moon Wolf team at the back.

But no one dared to say a word, no one dared to complain of being tired, because the cub, who was less than two years old, never slowed down, even though his wolf fur was wet with sweat and tangled in clumps.

Lang Yu was breathing heavily, his throat was burning, but he was still running at full speed, his eyes were determined, and he kept close on Lang Rui.

The running Silver Moon Wolves had already noticed this cub that made them proud, and the change in the way all the cubs looked at him, from hidden indignation at the beginning to current admiration.

All the Silver Moon Wolf tribe members couldn't help but smile with pride.

At noon, everyone heard a whistle for a rest coming from the front. The persistent Wolf Yu crashed into the thick fur of the giant wolf in front and fell to the ground.

Lang Rui glanced at him, changed into human form, and lifted him up, "You can't lie down, move slowly."

Lang Yu panted with his tongue hanging out. Lang Rui took out a hide bag from the basket that Qiao Xin had packed for him, fed Lang Yu some water, and massaged the little wolf's body with his well-proportioned fingers.

The orcs who arrived first had already rested and started to boil water and cook, waiting for the orcs who fell behind.

After this run, there was a clear difference in their physical fitness, with the slave cubs lagging behind, followed by the slaves. The Silver Moon Wolf people had made great progress after recuperating in the Huaxia tribe for a period of time.

By the time everyone arrived, the people in front had already finished their meals and were urging the newcomers to quickly rest and eat.

Lang Rui did not let Lang Yu run in the afternoon. He put a rattan basket on the saddle and put him in the basket and took him running. The main reason was that he was too young and could not be trained too harshly.

Lang Yu received a lot of envious looks. He lay in the basket and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, it was already dark. Thaksin had set up camp beside a stream.

The tribesmen hunted game nearby and put it on the fire to roast, stir-fry, or stew.

There was also some pottery jars emitting the aroma of medicine. Lang Yu was fed a bowl of it, and his little face was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum due to the bitterness.

It didn't affect his dinner at all. He held the bowl which was bigger than his head and ate with relish.

The supplies we brought were limited, and everyone's food intake was fixed. If you wanted to eat well, it depended on whether you brought anything extra.

Lang Rui brought the most here, a whole cart full of things, and six baskets.

Lang Rui eats a lot, and Lang Yu eats a lot too!

If you eat it in a day, you're only eating the tip of the iceberg.

At night, Lang Rui took Lang Yu to watch over the night, teaching him things to pay attention to, and also taught the other cubs.

The teenagers pricked up their ears and listened to the jungle survival skills they were exposed to for the first time in their lives. The anxiety they had before setting off inexplicably disappeared.

They all knew that if they were brought out to be cannon fodder, there would be no need to feed them so well, let alone teach them knowledge.

Everyone was full of energy, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, ignoring the physical fatigue brought by a day's running.

In the second half of the night, Lang Rui changed into a beast and Lang Yu crawled under his belly.

Lang Rui did not kick him out. He let him crawl in with his eyes half closed, feeling the different body temperature and softness under his body with the coldness and laziness of a wolf king.