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

Lang Rui told Qiao Xin everything he heard without hiding anything from her.

Qiao Xin put down the animal skin in her hand and said, "I think he might be right about one thing."

Lang Rui raised his eyebrows: "Yin Yue is the watchdog of the ancestral land?"

Seeing that Lang Rui did not reject this statement, Qiao Xin continued, "Yin Yue must be related to the ancestral land. It is possible that Yin Yue is guarding the key to the door of the ancestral land. But Mao Fei said that the blood flower is the key to open the door."

Qiao Xin suddenly looked at Lang Rui, "Is it possible that you are the key to open the door?"

Xixun once said that he had washed the moon for three people. All three were from Yinyue. One had passed away; one was Yinyue wizard Langyue, who was alive in another way; and the remaining one was the one who had not received guidance from God. The person whose moon was washed was Langrui.

Lang Rui's supernatural power level has only been level one since he was a child, making it difficult for him to convince others. However, Silver Moon Witch and the clan leader insisted that he must be the young clan leader.

Afterwards, he used witchcraft to seal Lang Rui's bloodline power, allowing him to escape from Black Armor City as an ordinary orc, and secretly arranged for the raccoon couple to protect him.

When Lang Rui heard this speculation, he was obviously not surprised, and Qiao Xin knew that he might have thought about this possibility.

Qiao Xin: "Why don't you try it with your blood."

Lang Rui: "Where to try? Ancestral land or dripping on the ancient tree?"

Qiao Xin: "Uh! Let me tell you. The ancestral land is guarded by the Centaurs of the Beast Temple. Maybe we will have a chance to try the ancient tree in the future, but I don't think now is the best time. Our top priority now is to kill those traitors like Lang Zhan and Lang Jin and rescue our people."

Lang Rui nodded. As for whether it was the ancestral land or not, and whether the Beast God Temple had restored its former glory, it had nothing to do with him.

"Just take care of it. When the cub grows up a bit, we will set off for Sunset Valley."

Qiao Xin was delighted: "We can go with them too!"

Lang Rui: "Well, I feel at ease when I leave you and the cubs by my side." Anyway, no matter what, the family must be together.

He's had enough of being left alone.

He didn't want Qiao Xin to taste it too.

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The next day, Lang Rui came back from hunting. After feeding the cubs, he gave some instructions and sneaked back to the jackal tribe.

In the dim shadow of a tall tent, there were piles of hay. Many orcs dried the hay and used it to make mats or beds. Lang Rui hid in one of them.

From this angle, you can just see the tents of the Jackal Chief and Lang Jin and his friends.

A few orcs were lying not far away, motionless.

It was an early spring night, the temperature was as sharp as a knife. It was impossible for a living person to lie naked in the cold wind. Those people were definitely not living people. Moreover, their bodies were covered with wounds and they were skinny, like orcs who escaped from Liangxi City.

The jackal tribe members who passed by ignored the corpses, but did not deal with them either.

After a while, an orc in bloody leather armor came to the corpse, squatted down, and glanced at them indifferently.

He raised his hand and closed the corpse's eyes.

He stood up again and left as if nothing had happened.

Lang Rui did not find any useful information and left quietly.

But the situation in Liangxi City was not peaceful at this time.

The orcs who did not have time to escape, or those who had nowhere to go, still stayed in the city, cleaned up some habitable places, and lived there reluctantly.

Today, on the main road in the city, many warriors in blood-red leather armor were rushing towards the City Lord's Mansion in the center of the city.

The orcs who have lived in the city for a long time can tell which adult they belong to by the leather belts they wear around their waists.

The silver one belongs to the City Lord's Mansion, and the white one belongs to the competing candidate wizards.

There are also differences in white. The one made of white rhinoceros skin is called Shiti, the one made of white fish skin is called Shier, the one made of white linen is called Shitong, and the one made of white mermaid yarn is called Shikang.

As for Shiyun, others said they hadn't seen him for a long time.

At this time, this group of people gathered in the tallest building in the City Lord's Mansion.

The orcs stood in different areas according to their different forces, gathering in groups of three or four.

"I heard that the city lord invited the envoy of Zhao Shen to come and treat Shi Yun."

"If Shiyun dies, Zhaoshen Envoy will probably not have an easy time, so he will come here quickly after taking Naqiao's orders."

Most people don't speak, fearing that their words may cause trouble.

"After all, Shiyun is the nephew of Zhaoshenshi. Besides, he was assassinated that day because they were the ones in charge of patrolling. If they want to blame him, it is none of our business."

"I'm afraid the city lord will kill all of them without any reason. After all, this is his precious cub."

"Haha, I heard that in all these years, he has only given birth to this one cub."

"You have done too much evil and you are being punished. God is watching you."

Suddenly, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked up and looked at the door above the hall.

With a loud bang, the heavy stone door opened and four candidate witches walked out first.

Everyone lowered their heads in panic.

After the four witch candidates stood still, an orc with snow-white hair holding a scepter and an orc with a majestic demeanor, silver-gray hair and deep blue eyes slowly walked out from the door.

The one in front was the White Lion Clan’s divine messenger, who exuded a divinity and walked with ease.

The next one was the city lord Silver Moon Langzhan. His deep blue eyes swept across everyone present, as sharp as a knife, scratching everyone's scalp painfully.

No matter how they privately belittled and ridiculed this unscrupulous and ruthless man, when it came to a head-on confrontation, no one dared to challenge him.

They all lowered their heads to avoid it.

No one dared to look him in the eye, as if the next moment, they would lose their heads because of their guilty conscience.

The entire hall was silent, and no one dared to breathe.

"If it happens again, you will die." A hoarse and dull voice that did not match his appearance came from Lang Zhan's chest.

So people are silent.

"Did you hear that?"

"Yes." Everyone's heart tightened and they immediately answered in unison.

The God's Envoy Zhao smiled gently, "Zhan, you shouldn't be so strict with them. They are all God's children."

Lang Zhan snorted coldly, "Not to mention that my cub was stabbed in the soul under the protection of this group of people, the fact that the defense formation of Liangxi City was broken is enough to chop off their heads and kill all nine clans."

Wolf Zhanrudao's cold eyes swept over the orcs who had spoken ill of him, until he smelled a fishy smell in the air and then he looked away.

"I'm going to pick up Shiyun. When I come back, I don't want to see the broken city walls and dirty streets."

There was a slight sound of footsteps coming from the front, it was the sound of Lang Zhan leaving.

Shi Zhao frowned, this wolf fight!

Lang Zhan left, but Zhao Shenshi stayed. He needed to go down and see how the city-protecting crystal was broken.

He brought Lion Bronze, an orc who always stood on the edge, never participated in the fight, and had no sense of existence.

The other three people all changed their expressions.

What the hell, fighting over things and making wedding clothes for others?!

If Lang Rui were here, he would definitely find out that Shi Tong is actually Lang You!

At this time, the silver-white hair was pure white, without a trace of other colors.