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

Lang Rui continued to use strong medicine, "Do you think it is more important to be one of the saints, or to have the opportunity to become a god?"

Xiang Ka's face was gloomy as water could come out of it, and his tone was cold. There was nothing more depressing than having your trump card exposed and your life in danger. His heart sank bit by bit.

As the core members of the Beast God Temple, the White Elephant Clan naturally knew about the plan to create a god.

The Beast God Temple knows that it has accumulated a lot of resentment on the continent. Ever since the battle between the two gods ten thousand years ago, the Beast God was injured and fell into a deep sleep, and has not appeared for a long time. If this continues, if the Beast God Temple no longer has the support of the gods, it will definitely cause riots.

The Beast God Temple saw clearly the people's grievances on the continent, but their inner nobility did not think they were wrong, so they came up with a plan to create a god.

He secretly searches for ancient bloodlines, hoping to find blood that can lead to godhood, and throws them into a place called "Ancestral Land" where outer gods become gods, trying to find an opportunity to become a god.

"You have entered the ancestral land?"

The departure of Hathor, Lang Rui and Qiao Xin last year was no secret. He had learned from Lucao that they went to Shuiyue Lake to save a little wolf.

The depths of Shuiyue Lake is exactly where the ancestral land is located.

They all heard the massive war some time ago in the villa. It seemed that someone wanted to get there first and take advantage of the situation, thus proving that Lang Rui and Qiao Xin had entered the ancestral land and returned safely.

Xiangka's face was uncertain, which was not a good thing for them. The White Elephant Clan did have two saints, but one was exposed to the outside world, namely Xiangli, and the other was Xiangli's 12-year-old sister Xiangya.

Xiang Ya never announced it to the outside world and had been studying with Shi Ji in secret.

If there were saints in peacetime, the more the better, of course, but what about now?

What would the witch and the chief of the White Elephant Clan choose? Needless to say, they would definitely choose the opportunity to become a god and abandon them.

Xiang Ka closed his eyes tightly and opened them again. "That poison has no cure. It was the female from the God Deer Tribe who brought us food and offered to help us. We considered it over and over again, and finally had no choice but to take this step."

Or maybe he was too greedy and thought his enemies were too naive.

Lang Rui sneered, "Do you think something this simple can prove your sincerity?"

"You now have two options. One option is to wait for the White Elephant Tribe to attack, and then you can stand in front of us and act as a human shield. The second option is to cooperate with us."

Xiang Ka smiled bitterly. They had no choice. "How do we cooperate?"

Lang Rui took Xiang Ka and Xiang Li to a secret room and discussed the matter until midnight before returning home.

Not long after returning home, there was a huge uproar from the direction of the dungeon, the sound of swords clashing came from afar, and then there was silence.

Qiao Xin took a bite of pumpkin pie, which was a bit greasy, and stuffed the rest into Lang Rui's mouth. "You only let Xiang Ka and Xiang Li go?"

Lang Rui picked up a piece of meat and fed it to Qiao Xin, who shook her head and said, "I'm not hungry."

"Well, since we have to pretend, let's make it more realistic." How many people can escape depends entirely on the choice of the elephant card.

Based on Lang Rui's understanding of this person named Ka, he was afraid that all the waiters would die in the process of escaping.

Lang Hao smelled the fragrance, walked out crookedly, arched Qiao Xin's legs, and cried coquettishly.

Qiao Xin bent down, picked him up, and scratched his nose, "Little glutton."

Lang Rui took the small bowl and gave him some light-tasting spareribs. After eating for a while, the little guy closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Qiao Xin poured her son's leftovers back into Lang Rui's bowl and said, "Eat it. Don't waste it."

Lang Rui looked at the ribs that were full of teeth marks from his son's chewing: "......"