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

Early the next morning, hundreds of large iron pots had been set up in the square in front of the main road. The boiling steam made the bonfires on the tall pillars dim.

Amid thunderous cheers, a giant wolf carrying two baskets quietly left Blackrock City and headed south.

The carnival in the city seemed to have nothing to do with the two men. The giant wolf carried the little raccoon and Wolf Yu in a basket, and continued on its way under the sun, moon and stars. Even when eating, it just took a bite casually on the way.

After the witches from the three races stood on the platform and gave their blessings, they officially announced the start of Hathor. Then the three of them left the platform and returned to the hotel's tea room. Even Qin Lan had lost interest in finding a partner.

The three of them sighed one after another in the tea room. If possible, they didn't want Qiao Xin and Lang Rui to take risks.

But some things are already destined.

The three of them are all psychics, so they naturally know that everyone has their own mission, which cannot be escaped or avoided.

It's just a matter of time.

Once Black Rock City is built, it will surely face enemies. The White Elephant Tribe is just the vanguard, and there will be more jackals, tigers and leopards behind them, eyeing them covetously, eager to bite off this piece of fat meat.

They are no longer the tribe that used to panic and fight with all their might when facing a group of wild boars or a group of jackals. Similarly, the enemies they face will be stronger. This is what they must go through in order to grow. Only by proving their strength to these jackals, tigers and leopards can they gain respect; only by knocking off the enemy's sharp teeth can they let them know that they are inviolable.

The last display of armed force was only to warn the enemies hiding in the dark and to buy them more time to develop.

How can I allow others to snore beside my bed? Let alone other cities, even the Lan family who built Blackthorn City will not easily allow Black Stone City to grow.

Lang Yu was just an opportunity, an opportunity that urged Lang Rui and Qiao Xin to set off.

When Lang Xue came in, he heard three sighs one after another. He was so angry that he forgot the purpose of his visit and started to mock.

"I was fine originally, but you guys made me sigh so loudly that even drinking cold water makes my teeth ache. I am so unlucky."

The three of them suddenly looked up at the nonchalant Lang Xue. Lu Yao picked up the scepter that he always treasured and was about to hit him.

Lang Xue ran away in a gust of wind, making Lu Yao so angry that he jumped to his feet.

This guy who is reluctant to redeem his son is so annoying when he comes back.

Having released a pot of blood yesterday, he was already weak, and he was so angry that his body swayed a few times. He helplessly used his scepter to support himself and returned to the tea room.

"Let's not be discouraged. The city lord and Qiao Xin are not in the city. We should work together to strengthen the city. What do you think?"

She Gong and Qin Lan had no objection. They were already in the same boat, and they all knew that in the Orc Continent, apart from Blackrock City, there might not be anyone willing to give them shelter.

If Blackrock City were occupied by other races and Blackthorn City was built, none of the tribes within a radius of thirty sunsets would be able to escape.

When the nest is overturned, no eggs can remain intact.

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As we headed south, the temperature dropped instead of rising, and the entire Orc continent seemed to have entered winter at the same time.

The dim sunlight was scattered on the earth in patches, and everywhere looked barren and desolate, with a bleak feeling between heaven and earth.

Fortunately, it only rained lightly along the way and the road was still passable. Lang Rui and Qiao Xin had already left the territory of Black Stone City. Along the way, they occasionally saw some skinny wild beasts, but they did not delay. They avoided them if they could, and if they couldn't, Lang Rui would make a quick decision and focus on their journey.

Because Lang Yu's condition was getting worse and worse, his originally strong and plump body became thinner and thinner over time.

Every time they stopped to rest, Qiao Xin had to take out a wooden basin, fill it with spiritual spring water, and soak him in it, but this could only slow down the speed of drying up.

On the endless land, you will occasionally encounter corpses, some of orcs and some of wild beasts, especially outside the Black Rock City territory and across the Qatar Plain.

The corpses no longer appeared one or two at a time, but in large numbers.

The sky was filled with flocks of scavenger birds. Even when they saw a giant wolf like Lang Rui, they would swoop down to provoke him, wanting to eat something fresh.

Without thinking, one knows why these corpses appear. The plague is pervasive, as if Blackrock City is the only undisturbed paradise.

The two were silent along the way. Qiao Xin sewed a huge mask for Lang Rui's beast form and asked him to wear it.

She and Langyu were not left out and had to wear them too.

With Qiao Xin's spiritual spring, they can ensure sufficient drinking water, but if they want to take a bath, they have to find another water source. The two of them tacitly did not mention the issue of bathing, so what if it is dirty!

It remained dirty like this for two months until they saw a large patch of mud in the distance.

Qiao Xin sat on the back of the silver wolf. The long days and nights of travel had made her mentally exhausted. She was filled with exhaustion. "Are we there yet?"

Lang Rui nodded, walked slowly to the side, found a piece of dry ground, and lay down.

Qiao Xin slid off his back, took off the basket, and carefully put it aside.

Lang Rui changed into human form, took out a military coat and shoes from the basket and put them on.

"Further south through this muddy area is Shuiyue Lake, which is the outskirts of Jingyue Swamp."

Across the Shuiyue Lake is the northern part of the Hurricane Plain, where the Silver Moon Wolf Clan originally lived.

Qiao Xin did not suggest whether to go back and take a look.

This is like being homesick. Qiao Xin can understand this feeling very well. When the Blue Star was about to be destroyed, Qiao Xin traveled around the world but avoided Los Angeles because she didn't want to, didn't want to, and didn't dare to.

It holds the companions, friends and relatives she met throughout her childhood and adolescence, and they are all buried in and outside the city.

She was the only one left, living alone, without even the courage to die.

Because she is dead, no one remembers her companions, friends and relatives.

Death is not the most terrible thing; what is terrible is being forgotten.

Qiao Xin just wants to live long and remember them until the blue planet explodes.

As it grew darker, Lang Rui carried all the baskets on his back, found a sheltered cave, and decided to rest there for the night.

Qiao Xin cleaned the cave, took out the mat and quilt from the space and spread it out. Lang Rui took Lang Yu out of the basket and took off the outer blanket.

The little guy has become so thin that he has lost his shape. His cheeks are sunken and he has become skin and bones. His skin has long lost the luster that a child should have and is now dull and lifeless.

Seeing this made Qiao Xin's eyes sore. She suppressed the bitterness in her heart, quickly took out a wooden basin, and took out a basin of spiritual spring water. Lang Rui put Lang Yu into the basin.

"Didn't you say a blood vessel burst?"

"It can only explode after absorbing it! His energy stone has been deactivated. What we need to do now is to widen his meridians, which requires a gentle method." But if he doesn't absorb the energy stone, Lang Yu's body will consume his original accumulation, which is why he becomes increasingly shriveled.

Lang Yu, who was soaking in the spiritual spring water, seemed not to feel the cold and did not move. Lang Rui took out a woven rattan net, covered him with it, hung it on the edge of the bucket, and soaked him in the water to prevent him from slipping into the bucket.

The two of them just ate some dry food and drank a bowl of spiritual spring water. They didn't even have the desire to make a fire and cook. They felt heavy in their hearts.

I hope the rest of the trip will go smoothly.