Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

Reka held her child and walked forward with the large group.

It was not that the Notai clan was so cruel as to let the lonely mother and son walk all the way.

It was because the tribe did not have many mobile tents and carts.

It could not meet the needs of every member of the tribe.

Therefore, everyone could only rest in the tent for a period of time every day, and every night, the migrating team would choose a suitable place to stay and rest, so that everyone could keep up with the migrating team and move slowly.

In other words, Reka and her son actually had more rest time than many ordinary people, because the tribe took special care of the mother with children and her children, which was imprinted deep in the genes of every Freljordian.

But Reka was different from the ordinary people on the road, she had to carefully protect her child, and no one helped her.

Reka was also worried about letting others take care of her child.

Reka did not recall too much about the incident of being almost eaten by the trolls before, but just felt fortunate to have survived.

The woman began to worry more about how to solve her dinner problem.

This is also a common worry for every Freljordian.

Obviously, the little food distributed by the tribe could not meet the needs of the mother and child.

Especially Reka needed to eat a lot of food to replenish the consumption of the journey, and then to meet the milk needs of her child.

As for letting the child drink Enuk milk, although Reka would use songs and stories to exchange for other people's food, she was not so extravagant as to exchange for Enuk milk.

Until... Reka followed the team forward, and a very abrupt situation occurred. A tall warrior wearing heavy armor suddenly rushed towards her, and then knelt on one knee like a lunatic, with a serious and solemn face, saying a bunch of words that Reka could not understand.

Then, a huge wolf followed.

This situation scared the woman, and she hurriedly retreated with her baby in her arms.

The woman was anxious: Who? This guy looks handsome and strong, and seems to have strong fighting power, but why does he seem to be not very smart?

Others also noticed this side and watched the excitement while walking.

"What's going on?"

"This guy... wearing such heavy armor, you can tell at a glance that he is an extremely powerful warrior!"

"If he is so strong, why didn't he stand up when the trolls attacked before?"

"Hehe, aren't there enough people running away?"

"Can a coward be called a powerful warrior?"

Many people also talked about the heavy armored warrior who suddenly appeared and knelt on one knee to a woman.

"Anivia?" Reka subconsciously caught the name of the god in Jincheng's words.

Then Reka felt the familiarity of the voice of the person in front of her, as if she had just heard it not long ago.

But she knew that she didn't know the person in front of her at all.

Other people's discussions did not affect Jincheng at all.

"Dear Ms. Reka! Do you still remember me?" Jin Cheng raised his head, trying to make himself look kind and friendly, and then slowly stood up and stood in front of Reka.

He looked at the child who was sleeping peacefully in the woman's arms tenderly.

"As expected of Nunu, so well-behaved, so quiet, and not a worry at all!" Jin Cheng thought to himself.

"You are..." Reka frowned, and her maternal instinct made her want to take her child into the tent next to her to avoid this sudden incident, but her reason told her that she had to stay here to negotiate with the warrior in front of her who was obviously very powerful at first glance.

Reka kept thinking, but she couldn't remember that she knew the man in front of her.

Old Noka, who finally caught up with him after Jincheng, naturally heard the discussion of the group of people. He jumped up and shouted loudly without taking a breath:

"What are you doing! Who are you calling a coward? Are you looking for death? Gossiping? He doesn't want his tongue anymore. He is a warrior who killed two trolls with his own hands before! Do you know how to be grateful?

God eggs! Little calf! Wolf cub...

Are you looking for a fight?"

Old Noka shouted loudly with full energy, and punched several young men who had not yet put away their contemptuous attitude.

Noka could ignore the others, but these young people with contempt on their faces were still Noka's relatives! Although they were distant relatives, Noka recognized them all.