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

Lang Mu wanted to salute, but Lang Rui stopped him, "Grandpa Mu, there is no need to do this."

Lang Mu did not force it any more. Lang Xin and Lang Ying focused their attention on the four cubs on Lang Rui's body. "Are these all your cubs?!"

One big one and three small ones!

The burning gaze instantly fell on Qiao Xin, which made her heart shudder and she had a bad premonition.

Lang Ying: "The clan leader should give birth to more cubs. You should also work hard this winter!"

Qiao Xin: “…” Why are there people urging me to give birth wherever I go!

Lang Mu took out his treasured dried meat and gave it to the four cubs. "I don't have anything to give as a gift. This is the dried meat given by the tribe. I didn't eat it. I gave it to the cubs."

Lang Rui patted the cub's head and said, "Hurry up and thank Grandpa Mu."

The four little ones cried out their gratitude.

Qiao Xin put them on the ground and said, "You guys go out and play. Langyu, look after your brother and don't go too far."

There were a few untransformed cubs gathered at the door, and Langyu took them out to play.

Soon several orcs sat down outside, keeping an eye on the movements outside.

Lang Rui nodded secretly. They were taught well by Lang Mu. “We came here this time to remove your slave mark.”

When Lang, Mu and the other two heard this, they were shocked, “You can remove the slave mark of other tribes?” This is a bit outrageous!

He is worthy of being their patriarch.

Lang Rui: "I can't remove it, but we have a potion that can remove it."

Qiao Xin took out a bucket of spiritual spring water from the space, and Xiao Ling ran out, soaked in the bucket, and sang softly.

Lang Xin: “…” Is he going to drink this little thing’s bath water?

Lang Rui emptied the stone bowl in front of him, scooped out a bowl of water and handed it to Lang Mu.

Lang Ying snatched the bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and smacked his lips. It had no taste, almost the same as the water he usually drank. Soon he felt something was different. The black mist that was entangled with the mark on his soul was fading.

When Lang Mu saw his water being snatched away, he snatched the bowl away in a huff and scooped a bowl for himself. Unlike Lang Ying, who was chewing the peony like a cow, he sipped it carefully, "Good stuff."

When Lang Xin heard this, he didn't care whether it was bath water or not. He found a large bowl and scooped it into the bucket. Lang Ying and Lang Mu glared at him instantly.

Lang Mu blocked his bowl, which was not much smaller than a basin, and said, "One bowl per person is enough. This is such a precious thing. How much do you want to drink?"

Lang Ying stroked his beard and said, "There is no small bowl. I promise I will only take a little."

Lang Xin refused to do it. "That bowl has so much surface area, it will definitely get wet. At least half of this bowl will be wasted. Get lost."

Lang Ying had no choice but to wait anxiously for Lang Mu to finish drinking.

After the three of them drank the spring water, they felt the slave marks in their bodies dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye. The depression that had filled their hearts for many days disappeared in an instant. Who would want to die when they can live!

Or just wait to die awake.

Lang Mu had already noticed the peculiarity of the little creature in the barrel, and now the more he looked at it, the more he treasured it. "Is this a materialized spirit?"

This was the first time Qiao Xin heard this word and it was quite fresh. "This is the spirit of the spring water you drank."

Lang Mu loved Xiao Ling even more, "Little guy, do you want to come to me?"

Xiao Ling is close to everything that is close to her origin, especially Lang Mu, who has an aura that makes her feel comfortable, except for Qiao Xin.

Xiao Ling didn't hesitate. She flapped her wings and flew to Lang Mu's hand, sitting down and about to lift her skirt. Qiao Xin was quick to stop her, "We little girls can't lift our skirts."

Xiao Ling blinked her big eyes and said, "I can be a little boy."

Qiao Xin's eyebrows twitched. Xiao Ling kept walking around in front of her in a little skirt, and she had forgotten that she had no gender.

Lang Mu laughed, "The spiritual spring must be protected and not displayed to the world casually."

Soon, the three of them swore an oath with their souls as the price, never to reveal the secret, "We will tell the outside world that this is an unknown race of orcs."

Lang Mu: "There is actually another kind of creature in the world that is the spirit of all things."

"I know the little dragon god who enlightened the orcs."

Lang Mu was startled, then nodded, "Before we were forced to come to the north by Lang Zhan, I once told a fortune. The future of this journey was uncertain and unpredictable, but I still saw a glimmer of hope, and I didn't expect it to be you.

It seems that you already know a lot of the past of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan that is unknown to outsiders. I won't go into details, as you may know more than I do. Now let's talk about the three pieces of animal skins that belong to the three of us."

Lang Mu took off his tattered animal skin, revealing his skinny back with protruding bones everywhere. Lang Ying took out a package from the corner, poured several things inside into a bowl and mixed them together, "Chief, please bleed me."

Lang Rui cut his finger as instructed. As the blood dripped in, there was no fishy smell, but instead an increasingly strong medicinal fragrance was emanating.

Lang Ying smeared the potion on Lang Mu's back. After the medicine was absorbed, invisible secret characters appeared on the skin of his back, and the secret characters were still flowing.

Lang Xin, who had been waiting for a long time, took out a dagger and before Lang Rui could react, he peeled off the skin on Lang Mu's back. Qiao Xin couldn't bear to watch it anymore and quickly looked away.

When Lang Rui reacted, he quickly took out the hemostatic powder and sprinkled it on Lang Mu's back.

Lang Mu's face was pale, beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and blood soaked the stool.

Qiao Xin took out a clean cotton cloth from the space, and Lang Rui took it and bandaged it.

No one spoke in the room, only Lang Mu's heavy breathing remained, "It's your turn."

There was a Lang Mu version, and Lang Ying and Lang Xin also used the same method to peel off the skin on the back.

This time Qiao Xin was well prepared. Lingquan used to clean the wound, and Lang Rui applied medicine and bandaged it.

The three pieces of bloody peeled skin were like hot potatoes, but Lang Rui had to accept them.

"The Orc Continent has been devastated by the Beast Temple, the world has long been filled with resentment, and natural and man-made disasters continue. Times create heroes, and this important task falls on you. I hope you will do your best." In this way, the things that many races have risked their lives to protect have concrete meaning.

Lang Mu seemed to have put down the burden on his shoulders and smiled with a relaxed look, "Rui, no matter whether you succeed or fail, you should try your best."

Lang Rui's nose felt sore, "Rui understands."

He was happy when he was a child, but his happiness came to an abrupt end on the day his clan was exterminated. He began to live a life of displacement, and whereever he passed, ninety-nine percent of the orcs lived in dire straits.

The more places he traveled and the more oppressed orcs he saw, the rage grew stronger in Lang Rui's heart. If at the beginning it was just the hatred for genocide, later on it was mixed with other kinds of anger.

Hatred and anger pushed him forward to where he is today.

Lang Mu lay on his side on the straw mat. "Don't worry and do it boldly. Yin Yue will always support you."

Qiao Xin left behind enough spiritual spring water to remove the slave mark, and then she, Lang Rui and the cub returned to the city.

After coaxing the cub to sleep, Qiao Xin found Lang Rui in the study.

There were five animal skins in front of him. There were three animal skins with secret spiritual words on them before, but now the secret words had disappeared and they were the same as the other two.

Qiao Xin put her arms around Lang Rui's waist from behind, "What are you thinking about?"

Lang Rui pulled her from behind and hugged her to his chest, "I never thought it would come to this."

Qiao Xin found the most comfortable position and snuggled in Lang Rui's arms. "Who could have thought! I thought it was really Xiao Ling who was forced to bring me to the Beast Star because of the explosion of Blue Star, just to meet my true love! Who would have thought that it was actually the Little Dragon God who set up such a big game, letting the five tribes conspire to build a bridge for the people of the Beast Star and borrow a ray of hope for survival."

"This is what the people want and the general trend. Even God cannot go against the will of the people."