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

The next day, Qiao Xin and Lang Rui rushed to the northwest with Lu Ming of the Green Deer Tribe.

Lu Ming is not yet an adult. Although the antlers are large, the color is not green-black like an adult orc, but lighter. When running, the antlers on his head actually emit pure wood energy.

Qiao Xin held up the lid of the rattan basket, revealing her big round eyes. Her eyes fell on the pair of antlers, and she drooled with itchiness.

I really want Lu Ming to suck the wood energy from her horns. Maybe this pure energy can allow her to break through the second level.

Lu Ming was on tenterhooks all the way, mainly because the shaman from the Chinese tribe looked too naked, as if he wanted to eat him, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Last night, Lu Ming was really moved when he knew that just two people would kill the Rock Dog tribe who had forced them to despair.

The Green Deer Tribe have a gentle temperament and low combat power. They can survive all the time. The main reason is that their wood-type abilities allow them to obtain more plants as food.

And when these two bold Chinese clan leaders and Wu unexpectedly proposed to eradicate all the Rock Dog clan stationed within a sunset distance, there was a commotion among the Green Deer clan.

In the end, Lu Yao sent Lu Ming, the only healthy member of the clan, to lead the way and vote for the first certificate to become a vassal.

Everyone watched Lu Ming leave with sad eyes. They all knew that it was hard to say whether Lu Ming could come back alive. After all, there were only four Rock Dogs who chased him out, but there were eleven in the camp. , and an unknown number of slaves.

But the Huaxia tribe's shaman and the clan leader insisted on going, saying that the next target would not only be the Green Deer tribe, but also the Huaxia tribe. The threat must be nipped in the cradle.

In the end, the shaman of the Green Deer Tribe compromised because he knew that Lang Rui was right. If he didn't kill the Rock Dog Tribe, he would be killed.

The Orc Continent does not believe in tears.

Strength comes first.

Lu Ming stopped in a valley, and he saw traces of the clan members' use of supernatural powers.

"It shouldn't be far."

Lang Rui sniffed lightly, transformed into a human form, and glanced coldly at the green-haired, handsome young man in front of him. There was a slight hostility in his eyes. Even if the people of the Deer Clan were in embarrassment, they had a kind of celestial spirit that was isolated from the world.

So glaring.

Lu Ming shivered and looked around, trying hard to ignore the cold gaze that fell on him.

Qiao Xin nestled in Lang Rui's arms, waved her paws, and caught a piece of snow. The snowflakes were crystal clear and had sharp edges, like beautiful crystals.

The snowflakes melted in Qiao Xin's palm, leaving only a slightly moist trace, indicating that it had just existed.

"Most of the slaves are from the Green Deer tribe, and a small number are slaves they originally brought to serve." Lu Ming finished checking and came back to report.

Lang Rui said lightly, lowered his eyes and asked Qiao Xin, "What are your plans? Play ambush?"

Using less to attack more will result in guerrilla ambush.

Lang Rui didn't think this style of play was vulgar, but took it for granted.

Qiao Xin jumped from his arms to the ground, transformed into a human form, put on her clothes, and said, "Sneak attack."

After running for most of the day, it's time to eat. Now that I'm full, it's late at night.

More than an hour later, Lu Ming stared blankly at the pottery bowl in his hand, the steaming broth, and the plump white steamed buns in his hand. These things he had never seen before made him wonder, in the end. What kind of tribe is rich enough to use ceramics and eat such delicious food?

Also, this witch is not simple!

After disappearing for more than an hour, he reappeared with a large pot of steaming food.

What kind of power is this?

Lu Ming made three large bowls of broth and five fist-sized steamed buns in one go.

Qiao Xin looked at the empty pot, helpless, these males must be too edible! She obviously did too much, but she still finished it all.

Looking at Lu Ming's eyes, he seemed not full and wanted to pick up the pot and lick it.

Tsk, a young man like me is really going to be a poor man.

Lang Rui slowly blew the hot air on the broth. He no longer ate at the same speed as before, as if he was competing with something, to see who was more disciplined. He ate elegantly and seductively.

"Have you finished eating?" Lang Rui raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Lu Ming who was licking the bowl, with the pride of "I won" in his eyes.

Lu Ming blushed and handed the bowl to him respectfully with both hands, "I've finished eating."

Lang Rui didn't answer, "Wash your own." He only washed Qiao Xin's and his.

Lu Ming groaned several times, and her neck turned red.

Night fell quietly, and the three of them quietly hid behind a rock and watched several animal skin tents stationed in the valley.

The tent is surrounded by a huge bonfire, and sitting next to the fire are ten strong orcs. They can be identified at a glance. They are orcs from the Rock Dog tribe. After all, their body shape is completely different from that of the thin and muscular slave next to them.

Each orc held a female in his arms, and his hands were up and down. The faces of the female orcs were full of despair and numbness.

From one tent, the sound of a female screaming for mercy could be heard from time to time.

The orcs sitting outside laughed even more unscrupulously and got carried away.

The male adult orcs of the Green Deer Tribe were tied to death by their hands and feet, and were thrown aside, stacked crookedly, with no sign of life or death.

Lu Ming squeezed his hands tightly, his eyes were red, he was breathing heavily, and his teeth were about to crack.

Lang Rui's cold voice came from behind him, "Hold it, don't expose it."

"I can't help it. It's not just you who will die, but also the clansmen behind you." There are only three of them, and now they have to die to deal with dozens of people in the camp.

Lu Ming bit his lip tightly, drawing blood without knowing it.

Qiao Xin patted Lu Ming and said nothing.

The night was getting deeper, and even the moon seemed to know that someone was going to do justice for the sky, so it quietly hid in the clouds and put away its last remaining light.

The night was dark and heavy, and apart from the crackling sound of the campfire, there was only a slight sob coming from the wind.

Qiao Xin sighed in her heart, stood up, and rushed out first like an unsheathed sword.

With a few dexterous leaps, he dodged into a tent, raised his knife, and neatly slashed across the neck of a rock dog orc. The rock dog orc opened his eyes suddenly, opened his mouth and shouted, but unfortunately only the sound from the cracked neck was heard. The sound of wind leaking.

There were several female orcs in the tent, their eyes blank at this moment, watching everything happen.

The machete in Qiao Xin's hand pierced the Rock Dog Beast Man's lower body, cut off two ounces of meat, and stuffed it into the Rock Dog Beast Man's mouth. The beast should die like an animal.

If it weren't for the fear of waking up other people, how could they be so cheap to these beasts?

Qiao Xin's action of cutting the flesh seemed to have touched the female orcs. Their eyes moved and they looked at Qiao Xin.

Qiao Xin put her fingers to her lips, "Shh-"

These females are obviously Green Deer orcs. After all, not all orcs have this temperament.

The female orc burst into tears instantly, but she was afraid that she would cry loudly and be heard, so she tightly covered her lips and tears flowed out.

Qiao Xin did not stop and moved to the next tent.

Qiao Xin and Lang Rui are like the gods of death wielding death scythes in the dark night, traveling through this sinful camp, harvesting livestock.

"Ah——" A scream broke the silence.