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

It was getting dark.

The thin mist is evaporated by the sun and envelopes the vast mountains and forests, covering everything with a veil.

Where the sky and the earth meet, the sun shines through the clouds, and the glow reflects on everyone's face.

All the teams that went out to collect and hunt returned to the cave. The team that went out to hunt except for three people with marks on their necks returned to the gathering team. The remaining seven people, including Yang Qing, sat around the fire. Talking loudly, there is a stone pot on the fire, steam is rising, two hares and a mountain rat, many huge leaves are piled on the ground, some of them contain grass roots or rare fruits, and some contain clean of water.

Everyone in the collection team had expressionless faces and no one spoke.

When Yang Qing saw Qiao Xin coming back, he immediately stood up and saluted with one hand, "Your Excellency, you are back. It seems that you have brought food back."

Lang Rui noticed Yang Qing's etiquette, and a faint light flashed in his eyes, which quickly disappeared.

Qiao Xin nodded slightly, turned around arrogantly, pointed her butt towards Yang Qing, and walked straight towards the mountain wall.

He took out the connected steel bars from the space, put them on the cliff, tilted his head at Lang Rui, and walked home.

Yang Qing: "...Sir, the food must be distributed together."

Qiao Xin: "Ouch——" Tell me, how to distribute?

The jewel-like eyes glanced at him sideways, and then looked at the group of slaves who were some distance away from them.

Yang Qing still had a hypocritical smile on his face, "By the God of Beasts, all the food tonight will belong to us."

Qiao Xin raised her chin and touched the yams and chickens carried by Lang Rui in front of Yang Qing. The yams disappeared, but the live chickens were still there.

Qiao Xin sighed, damn space, the beast world has come, and we still can't bring living animals, why don't we make some changes!

She even put the steel bars back into space.

Yang Qing's face froze, but he quickly returned to his original state, "Your Excellency, what is this?"

"Ouch——" My things belong only to me, not to us. Do you understand?

Yang Qing seemed to understand, but he didn't want to understand. No matter which tribe or city it was, all materials were distributed centrally, even for ordinary orcs.

He finally had the opportunity to become a master in distributing supplies, and he would not give up easily.

The fierce light in his eyes was hidden the moment he lowered his head.

Qiao Xin caught this hint of malice and didn't care much. In the end of the world, she could survive only because of her true ability. Those who had no ability would have turned into a pile of bones to add fertilizer to the earth.

"Ouch--" Qiao Xin called to Mao Bai to light a fire far away from the seven people and looked at them from a distance.

Use actions to set boundaries with them.

Yang Qing walked to a boulder, raised his hands, and murmured something.

Whether they were slaves or ordinary orcs, they were all prostrate on the ground, and there was silence all around.

Only Qiao Xin was left standing in the audience, and even Lang Rui was kneeling on the ground.

However, Qiao Xin's animal form was not conspicuous, and no one noticed her disrespect.

Lang Rui noticed it, but for some unknown reason, he didn't remind him.

As Yang Qing murmured, traces of indescribable things came in the wind, and silently penetrated into the bodies of all the orcs, except Qiao Xin.

Lang Rui was thoughtful.

When Qiao Xin almost fell asleep, the sacrifice finally came to an end. Yang Qing lifted the hare above his head and showed it to everyone, "Thanks to the Beast God, we have food tonight. Everyone can eat a piece of meat today." .”

The crowd erupted in enthusiastic response.

"Thank you to the beast god."

"Thank you to the beast god."

Qiao Xin's location is relatively close to the slaves.

A little orc opened his eyes as pure as amber and asked the rat forest anxiously, "Mother..."

Shu Lin quickly covered her mouth and shook his head.

The light in the little orc's eyes instantly went out.

The interaction between the two was seen by Qiao Xin.

This should be the little squirrel she rescued! His face was very clean, and there was no triangular slave mark like the rat forest. His big, watery eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray fog at the moment, staring unblinkingly at the hare in Yang Qing's hand.

His little hands held the hem of Shu Lin's animal skin skirt tightly, and he swallowed silently.

The cheers seemed to belong only to the ordinary group of orcs, and the slaves were still quiet.

Yang Qing, who was on the boulder, pressed his hands down to silence everyone. He looked around the hunting team and finally said: "Niu Biao, come here."

Niu Biao walked out of the crowd in disbelief. As an ordinary orc, he had never been treated specially.

As if he knew what was going to happen next, he went from disbelief to excitement.

Yang Qing took off the bone knife hanging from his waist and raised his chin slightly.

Niu Biao knelt on one knee and tried to maintain his composure. Qiao Xin, who was in the distance, saw tears in the corners of his eyes in the firelight.

Yang Qing shouted "The God of Beasts is on top" and slashed the throat of the hare in his hand. Blood spurted out. Niu Biao respectfully drank the blood from the hare's throat.

The other people under the boulder fluttered their nostrils, wishing that they were the ones who came up to drink the blood.

Qiao Xin frowned slightly, what kind of monster is this?

One set after another.

Lang Rui had straightened up and explained to Qiao Xin, "This is a blood ceremony. Only the most powerful orc warriors can drink the first mouthful of blood that is used to sacrifice the prey after the tribe returns from hunting."

Qiao Xin curled her lips in disgust, "..." It's really the beast god's blessing that he hasn't been infected for so many years!

Lang Rui noticed Qiao Xin's disgust and lightly curled his lips, "Such a sacrifice is not held every hunting. Only when the hunting season returns with a full load, the tribe's shamans will hold such a ceremony for the victorious warriors, and in the tribe All orcs must come to watch the ceremony. If you don't come, it will be... "disrespectful."

Thinking of her disrespect to the Beast God just now and the Beast God's power that was circling her, he took back his next words.

His eyebrows wrinkled, he could only feel the presence of the power of the beast god, but he didn't know why the power of the beast god bypassed the little raccoon.

He didn't dwell on this issue. He was thinking about another issue. This group of old, weak, sick and disabled people got together by chance to form a new tribe. It would be a good thing if there was a witch to lead them.

But what if there are two!

Lang Rui didn't dare to think about it.

The witches of each tribe will bring a group of students, and when they are old, they will select the best one from this group of students to be their successor.

Other students who failed in the competition were exiled.

Yang Qing has just used his own abilities to prove to everyone that he is a witch who knows how to perform sacrifices. So where will the little raccoon that everyone subconsciously thinks is also a witch go?

You don't need to think about it carefully to know that this kind of thing happens in the new tribe, and you will either be killed or exiled.

Exile is unlikely. After all, the little raccoon has space. No one knows how big her space is and how many items she holds. Therefore, it is more likely that he will be kept in captivity to drain out the last trace of his value.

The amount of supplies can also reflect whether there are forces behind the little raccoon that they cannot offend.

If there are too many, it would be better if you keep them and squeeze them slowly, waiting for help from the big forces.

If you are young, you will take action after the squeeze is over.

After a while, he breathed out a breath and made some determination.

No matter what, he had to keep the little raccoon. At worst, he would take her away and wander around the Beast God Continent.