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

Lang Rui not only carried nine baskets of food to Lang Qing's house, but also brought an animal skin bag of spiritual spring water.

"drink."

Without any hesitation, Lang Qing drank an animal skin bag of spiritual spring water in one gulp.

The two were silent.

Lang Qing is the shadow guard trained by the Silver Wolf clan to Lang Rui. He is 100% loyal. He doesn't know the function of this bag of water, but the clan leader asked him to drink it, and he drank it without asking why.

Lang Yu raised his head and cupped Lang Qing's legs, "Ouch -" I smell the sweet taste, I want to drink it!

The serious atmosphere between the two was completely broken by the little wolf.

Lang Rui's forehead twitched for a long time, "What do you feel?"

Lang Qing was confused and smacked his lips, "It's quite sweet."

Lang Rui: "...Drink another bag tomorrow."

"it is good."

"Ouch -" Lang Yu dragged his injured leg and pressed against Lang Rui's leg.

Brother, I want to drink too.

Lang Qing pulled him over and said, "Call me uncle." Isn't it disrespectful to call him brother?

Your old father is the same generation as him.

Lang Yu opened his eyes wide and said, "Ouch——" It sounds nice to call me brother! There is sweet water to drink.

Even if you call me uncle, you won’t even be able to eat the cabbage gang.

The veins on Wolf's forehead are starting to dance. Who does this character look like! Smooth talk and a lot of nonsense.

Lang Rui left Lang Qing's house without looking back.

For three days in a row, Lang Qing got a bag of spiritual spring water, and even Lang Yu could drink a small bowl.

Lang Rui frowned, "Still don't feel it?"

Lang Qing frowned, wondering what the clan leader wanted to feel.

"Can I give you a heads up?"

Lang Rui glanced at the little silver wolf at his feet who was licking the bowl after drinking water, and then at Bai Ru who was in the inner hole.

Lang Qing understood.

The two went to the plain across the river, where they could see people at a glance.

There was no one around, so Lang Rui said: "Slave mark."

After Lang Rui reminded him, Lang Qing suddenly looked at Lang Rui's neck.

Lang Rui, who never wore animal skins, had started wearing a robe since he returned to the tribe the day before yesterday. The collar was turned up, covering his neck, and the slave mark on it could not be seen.

"You mean..."

Lang Rui nodded.

With Lang Rui's suggestion, Lang Qing closed his eyes and felt carefully.

Not all orcs can sense the soul, only some specific races can.

It just so happens that the Silver Wolf Clan can.

The wolf transformed into an animal shape. The silver horns on its head were gray and short, as if it was under ten years old. The silver-gray wolf fur moved with the wind.

Deep in the soul, a circular slave mark covers it.

Dark mist lingers.

Some imperceptible fluorescence covers it, fighting tenaciously against the black fog.

Unfortunately, there was too little fluorescence and too much black fog, and the fluorescence was soon defeated. Even so, the small amount of fluorescence also consumed very little of the black fog.

If you don't look carefully, you can't find it at all.

Lang Qing opened his eyes and looked at Lang Rui with excitement, his lips trembled and tears filled his eyes.

"Clan leader..."

it is more than words.

Lang Rui's lips curled up slightly, "Go back!"

Lang Qing didn't ask what the water was.

The two of them returned to the tribe as if nothing had happened.

Lang Rui, who was tall and tall, wearing a military coat, animal skin pants, and military boots, pushed open the door and entered.

Qiao Xin saw that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he seemed to be in a good mood, "Did it work?"

Lang Rui nodded and looked at Qiao Xin with burning eyes. He was lucky to have met this female. Perhaps not only the Silver Wolf clan could be saved, but also the vast number of orcs who had been suffering for generations and suppressed by the slave mark would also be saved.

But he needs to plan carefully and not act too hastily. He cannot put Qiao Xin in danger.

"I'm going to start with the pups."

Qiao Xin knew that Lang Rui was talking about erasing the slave marks starting from those slave cubs.

"The cubs still have potential. Even if the slave mark is removed from the adult orcs, the potential they can unleash is limited."

Qiao Xin agreed, it was indeed the case.

Qiao Xin put all the roasted dried meat into animal skin bags. These foods were all for Lang Rui to take away.

"I will mix the spiritual spring water into the food and give it to the cubs."

"It's better this way. People can't see what's working. The slave mark is cleared."

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Early the next morning, people from the Huaxia Tribe and the Green Deer Tribe were already waiting on the big platform. Basically everyone was here, looking enviously at the nine orcs who were about to set out in the middle, turning into giant beasts.

That's right, Lang Rui added Xi Li, and the Green Deer Clan couldn't favor one person from another. They also added another person. The original six-person team instantly became eight people. Together with the leader Lang Rui, a nine-person hunting team was formed. .

Everyone has a rack wrapped in thick animal skins on their backs. One basket contains their food, and the other basket contains animal skins to keep out the cold and daily necessities.

Qiao Xin was surprised to see Lu Ming and a tall girl among the Green Deer Tribe.

Lu Ming blushed when Qiao Xin looked over, but the girl was calm and let Qiao Xin look at her.

She had seen the girl before. She was Lu Yao's granddaughter. She was the second person who tried to lure away the Rock Dog tribe.

The two looked very close and seemed to have become partners this winter.

Lang Rui pushed his head against Qiao Xin, and Qiao Xin brushed off the wolf hair on his head, and finally pulled off a handful of silver-gray hair. She seemed to be used to it, and calmly pressed the wolf hair on top. The clan leader The face must be covered up.

"Set off."

Lu Yao stood on the high point of the platform and began to dance a prayer dance, watching the team leave.

On the contrary, Qiao Xin did nothing.

What should be done has been done. She has not been idle in the past three days. Lang Rui's food basket is more than twice the size of others. It contains the steamed buns, steamed buns, pickled cabbage meat patties and dried meat she made.

These dried meats are not the ones made by other tribesmen that are simply rubbed with a layer of salt.

But it cost her a lot of ingredients, first marinating, then boiling, and then drying.

Then she went into the space, collected a lot of cotton from tattered quilts, and used her poor skills to sew a quilted fur coat that covered her head to toe. It was windproof and warm, and could be used as a quilt or worn.

Those two baskets were filled with her heart.

After Qiao Xin watched them leave, she went to find Ma Tian.

After checking his splinted leg and feeling the bones, he found it was recovering well.

"Take off the crutches and try to walk with this leg." It has been three months since the fracture, and it should be healed.

Ma Tian was stunned. He had been listening to the witch and kept his injured leg off the ground.

His right leg had been broken before. After lying in bed for more than a month, the wound healed and he could do some work with a limp.

But this time he was stunned because he hadn't let his leg touch the ground for three months.

Lang Yu followed him at some point. His broken leg was still holding a board, lying on Ma Tian's stone bed, looking at his injured leg curiously.

Wow! This uncle's leg was broken just like him!

Phew, it hurts the baby to death.

But why does my sister want my uncle to touch the ground with his broken leg? It hurts so much.

"Ouch——" Uncle didn't touch the ground.