Exotic Endangered Species

Carl walked back to the road where Lin slept. Lin was still sitting under the tree, but there was a red hair beside him. Imo sat a little further away from Lin, pretending not to be so close, but his upper body couldn't restrain his inner desire at all. , Leaning towards Lin's side constantly, with an awkward and disgusted expression, but joy that cannot be concealed in his brown eyes, and he is chattering without knowing what he is talking about.

Lin had a smile on his face, his slightly long black hair was pulled behind his ears, his peach eyes were curved into gentle and warm arcs, his clear and handsome features were like polished jade, he reached out and rubbed Yimo's fluffy red hair , a touch of pampering leaked from the corner of his mouth.

Carl paused, walked past the two without saying a word, and walked straight to the cave.

"Carl?" Lin shouted from behind, Carl just pretended not to hear, and continued to walk forward in silence.

"You don't care what he does, he has always been indifferent to people." Imola stopped Lin Heng who was about to stand up: "Don't say half of it, you said that you can fly thousands of dollars in the first ride. Mi Gaokong guy, and then?"

"Dizziness and nausea. When flying in the sky, I was very afraid that the plane would crash. I imagined what would happen after my death."

Yimo has a bright smile, and his flamboyant style is like the rich fragrance of flowers, pervasively penetrating into the pores of people's limbs, bright but not weak, and eye-catching. He is really curious: "What are you imagining?"

Lin Heng knew that Yimo looked happy but he hadn't recovered from the bad news of his parents' death, so he said with a smile: "Imagine who will inherit my money and my house, oh, inheritance means that my property will be taken over after my death." People who have a certain relationship with themselves get it."

"But I thought about it, rather than inheriting it from those people, it would be better to donate it." Lin Heng pulled some grass leaves and crushed them with his fingertips.

"Why?" Yimo was puzzled: "Don't you like those people who are related to you?"

"Well, I don't like it." Lin Heng nodded, and didn't plan to say any more. He just wanted to see Karl: "Imo, you are tired from the journey, and Karl looks tired too. Go back and have a rest."

Yimo was full of interest in Lin Heng's affairs, and finally asked: "Then, Lin, why are you being traded for salt?"

"Because I'm useless."

"But you clearly—" With such a terou, Yimo looked at Lin Heng puzzled, and suddenly remembered the first time he saw Lin: "Ah, by the way, I have always been puzzled, why are you always the only ones?" Two people, have you really left the tribe?"

"Well, really, Carl and I broke away from the salt exchange team in his tribe very early, so when we first met, I said that Karl and the tribe have nothing to do with each other."

Immo was extremely puzzled: "Why? That guy is very rigid. He has always been loyal to the tribe. I always thought he would devote himself to the tribe until his death."

"The team abandoned him," Lin Heng said briefly: "I was rescued by the people of the Cal tribe. I just told you some things about me. You should be able to tell that my home is very far away. People in the tribe thought I didn’t have terou, so they traded me for salt. Carl had a small problem halfway, and the team thought he would be a threat to the team, so they wanted to leave him. I think If you want to stay with Karl, stay together."

Hearing the words 'want to be with Karl', Yimo's enthusiasm seemed to fade, and he curled his lips in displeasure, and asked, "What happened to him on the way?"

"Manic, he lost his sanity and wouldn't even let females get close."

Yimo's eyes widened in surprise, and he subconsciously said, "This is not a small problem."

"Then why is he doing nothing now? If there is no female, he should..." Yi Mo suddenly stopped, looked at Lin Heng, and his face suddenly turned red.

Lin Heng smiled awkwardly: "Don't think too much, Karl is for his own good."

Yimo didn't quite believe it, so Lin Heng had no choice but to add: "His race is quite special. He has never even had a estrus period. It is not surprising that mania will heal by itself."

"Carl hasn't been in heat yet?" Yimo looked at Lin Heng inexplicably. He waggled his fingers under Lin Heng's nose and said with some hesitation, "Is your sense of smell not very sensitive? Lin, when you were young , your father, mother and father know about you—something about it..."

Lin Heng saw Yimo's expression of "Do you know you are disabled", and touched the tip of his nose speechlessly and blankly: "Why, my sense of smell is fine."

"Although the sense of smell of females is not as sensitive as that of males, you can still smell the general smell of pheromones. Lin, don't you feel it at all?"

Pheromones?Is it something like hormones?Lin Heng's sense of smell is definitely different from that of an orc, so he tilted his head and asked, "Why, is there something wrong with Karl's pheromone?"

"Although the smell has always been weak, you can smell it when you get closer, but it seems to be a little stronger recently. Karl is obviously in estrus."

Lin Heng was shocked: "Is he in heat?"

Yimo repeated it kindly: "He is in estrus, and estrus is different from estrus. He can be in estrus at any time, but not in estrus."

Lin Heng nodded, looking like he was being taught: "That's it."

"So Lin, do you really have a bad sense of smell? Your former tribe..." Yimo frowned, wanting to say that Lin's parents were a bit irresponsible. Such a problem is actually quite serious, and the information conveyed by pheromones is actually very serious. important.

"People in our tribe all have this little problem. They didn't feel it when they were in the tribe, but it was only when they came out that they found out that the problem was so serious." Lin Heng subconsciously prevaricated, and couldn't really explain that he had traveled here. I really don't know how long it would take to explain. Time will tell.

"Then it seems that the scope of your marriage is very small." Yimo shook his head and smiled brightly: "Lin, I can tell you the pheromone smell I smell in the future!"

Lin Heng smiled and touched Yimo's head: "Thank you!"

"Then what is the smell of Cal pheromone?" Lin Heng asked suddenly.

Immo froze for a moment, then frowned directly: "Oh——his, it smells like animal dung."

Of course, Lin Heng didn't believe it, so he patted Yimo: "Maybe it's because same-sex repels each other."

Yimo shook his head and told Lin Heng seriously: "No, he smells the worst!"

Almost yelling 'I hate him', Lin Heng smiled secretly, without saying anything, he stood up: "Okay, I really went to see Karl."

Yimo had no choice but to follow Lin Heng. Lin Heng stopped and looked around. Seeing that Yimo looked more relaxed, he turned around with peace of mind, pressed Yimo's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Imo, There was a little accident on my side, and I don't want to hide it from you, but it's a long story, so I'll just say it in a few words."

Yimo shrugged his shoulders lightly, the warm weight seemed to carry an electric current, which burned his bones to crisp, and he was in a daze: "What, Lin?"

Lin Heng pulled him and said in a low voice: "There is something hidden about the things in your tribe. You also took the time to tell me some things about your tribe a while ago. I told you not to get too close to me before, because I doubted us. Someone in the team has other thoughts, wanting to uncover all of our cards and monitor our every move. After all, we have planned to find the bones together and uncover the secrets of the bones. This cooperation must not be exposed. These Things can't be separated from people from another continent, but something happened yesterday, which made me a little confused."

Originally, he thought that Yin approached him with other purposes, or wanted to seize Karl's weakness, make Karl a survivor, or use Karl's ability to achieve some purpose.After guessing that Yin and Jian Li are related, they must come from another continent, so the matter of the Naya and Li tribes may not be without their handwriting.

But Yin took the initiative to say that he was from modern times. If they both came from modern times, and Yin really wanted to use Karl's ability, then Yin should be the king that Jian Li mentioned when they first met Jian Li.

However, Yin denied that he was the real king. People from another continent made such a big move here. Unless the king is a puppet, there must be something involved. Could Yin be a puppet king?That's why he said that he is not the real king, but he should also know some secrets.

Lin Heng pondered everything carefully, and always felt that there were factors of instability. Does Yin really know what happened there?At this moment, should I tell Yin——Imo about cooperating with him to find the tattoo?Because Yin and he come from the same place and have the same purpose, Lin Heng doesn't want to be too suspicious of Yin, and Lin Heng doesn't like to ask people, because people will tell you what they want to tell you. If you don't want to tell you, you can ask. The answer you get may be false at all, and you will startle the snake.

There is no doubt that Yin came from modern times, but how much Yin knew about the possible disappearance of the female of the Naya tribe, the death of the patriarch of the Li tribe and the robbing of the tattooed bone is open to question.

Either they didn't know it at all, or they were hiding it from themselves.

Jian Li knew that Karl was looking for the tattooed bones, and Na Yin must also know that those who robbed the tattooed bones knew exactly who their enemies were, and their actions against Xiao Er and Yimo would be more easily targeted.

Because Yin kept silent about these things, Lin Hengyue felt that the answer was quite deep. He couldn't turn a blind eye to these things about Carl, and only cared about going home.

Lin Heng said to Immo: "Imo, the search for bone tattoos may depend on you and Xiao Er more. I will discuss it with Karl. Don't be too close to me."

"Lin, even if it's not cooperation, it's just a normal relationship, isn't it normal to like you?" Yimo suddenly said.

Lin Heng was stunned for a moment, this sudden topic interrupted his train of thought for a moment.

Yimo lowered his head and kicked the blades of grass, his voice was muffled and a little low: "Lin, do you think that all close relationships are based on interests, and all approaching is for another purpose?"

That's why I always feel that being close must have a hidden purpose. If I like to be with you, it must be related to your interests. It will never be—I like you, so I just get close to you.

When you think that way, you assume that other people think the same way.

Yimo raised his head and saw Lin Heng's dazed expression for the first time, so he took a step closer and quickly kissed the corner of Lin Heng's mouth.

Lin Heng's eyes widened, and he subconsciously took a step back. Before he had time to say anything, Yimo had already run away, and only left a few words: "Everything else is up to you. You can't communicate too closely. .”

He turned his head towards Lin Heng, bared his teeth mischievously: "You forgot, I'm a male!"

When males pursue females, there is no need for too specific reasons, and there is no need to think too much.