lost in the jungle

Originally staying quietly in the stone house, leaning against the stone door, admiring the strange interaction between Vikas and the fragile creatures with relish, the tall and strong beast consciously moved aside, with deep blue eyes, full of interest.

The stone door was pushed open violently, and a large number of strange beasts poured in, and the large stone room suddenly became crowded.

The leader was a silver-gray beast, which was roughly holding a birdman who had lost consciousness.

Birdman's thin, bright purple hair hung down to his waist, covering his small face, making it impossible to see clearly.

The silver-gray beast walked in a few steps, swung its thick arms out, and the unconscious birdman in the beast's claws was roughly thrown onto the hard floor.

The strange beast stared at the immobile Vikas on the stone bed with a pair of dark gray beast eyes, its strong chest was shaking, and it was speaking briefly and forcefully.

The fluffy light gray head turned slightly, looking at Wen Feng lying next to Vikas from time to time, implying some kind of urgent and surging excitement.

Wen Feng, who just woke up, has weak limbs, a body that has lost too much blood, and his brain is still a little dizzy.

Wen Feng half-closed his eyes sleepily, and Rarity's uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart. Intuitively, Wen Feng thought that what this strange beast was talking to Vikas must be something bad, and it was very likely that it was about himself. .

Limbs that were struggling to move, Wen Feng dragged his heavy body, subconsciously squeezed into Vikas's bent arms, his back pressed against Vikas' steady and undulating chest.

The bird man who collapsed on the stone slab had a much slender and flexible body compared to the orcs around him. It was vaguely covered by a head of bright purple long hair, and a pair of huge gorgeous wings twitched and trembled from time to time.

With one palm propped on the blanket, Vikas hugged Wen Feng and slowly sat up from the stone bed, his cold animal face was weak and pale.

The golden beast's eyes moved down, and glanced at the bright bird man on the ground without warmth, and pressed against the chest of Wen Feng and Wen Liang's body, vibrating in a low voice, Vikas accurately looked at the dark blue orc in the corner, and quickly said something.

The spectacle-like banter in his eyes disappeared, and there was a flash of amazement. The dark blue orc, who was taller than the other beasts, and the huge beast brain underneath, stared at the bird man on the stone slab, with a touch of complicated depth.

There was silence in the stone house, as if the beasts were patiently waiting for the dark blue beast's choice, or nodded in agreement, because none of the beasts would refuse such a good thing.

Putting his drowsy head on Vikas' broad shoulders, Wen Feng narrowed his slender black eyes, manipulated his dull nerves, and tried his best to analyze the matter in front of him.

On the ground, this is the bird that Vikas must have caught.Wen Feng vaguely remembered that when he was caught in the sky by the birdman, Vikas kicked out another birdman, which seemed to be the one in front of him.

The beautiful bird by the bed belongs to Vikas, but what about me?Vikas has a new creature that bears heirs, so what should he do?

Startled suddenly in his heart, his back stiffened, his neck turned, and he looked at Vikas above his head. Wen Feng felt extremely disturbed by the speculation in his heart.

The cold animal eyes did not look at him, Wen Feng followed Vikas' gaze and looked over.

The thick and long blue long tail was swaying vigorously behind him, with a feeling of irritability, the dark blue beast took two big steps forward, and the beast next to it quickly moved away from its strong body .

Just when the beasts thought that the dark blue beast had accepted Vikas's proposal, the dark blue raised arm, a beast claw glowing with cold light, pointed directly at Wen Feng in Vikas' embrace.

Temporarily losing consciousness of the entire lower body, Vikas sat on the stone bed with difficulty, his nostrils dilated suddenly, and the veins on his neck protruded.

Vikas's chest shook violently, and Vikas opened his mouth wide, letting out an angry roar, and his lowered golden animal eyes were bone-piercingly cold.

Wen Feng, who was leaning against Vikas' arms, had two deep dents wrinkled between his pale brows, his arms hanging in the animal skin blanket trembled twice, but he still couldn't lift them up.

Through a thin layer of clothing, Wen Feng could clearly feel Vikas's huge anger and deep hostility behind him, his vibrating broad chest, as hard as a rock.

Uncomfortable cold sweat oozes from the forehead, and the thin lips are tightly pressed, Wen Feng guessed.

Vikas, whose legs were paralyzed on the stone bed, seemed to be seriously injured. It was very likely that the dark blue beast in front of him saved them just now, so Vikas gave up the bird man to the dark blue beast. beast.

I don't know what kind of mentality it was, but when I guessed here, a faint joy suddenly surged in Wen Feng's heart, and with his white peeling lips, he couldn't help showing a shallow smile.

Is it himself that this dark blue beast wants now?

Although he didn't want to underestimate himself, Wen Feng knew clearly in his heart that in the world of strange beasts, he was nothing more than a tiny creature that was too fragile to be attacked.For what purpose did this strange beast choose itself?

Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the unusually beautiful bird man on the ground, moving his legs and feet, Wen Feng buried his entire body in Vikas' embrace.

The narrowed black eyes showed a little laziness. Wen Feng was surprised to find that he didn't seem to care much about the claws of the dark blue beast pointing at him, except for the slight doubt.

The fierce opposition from Vikas behind him made Wen Feng feel inexplicably at ease, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, even with a little bit of happiness.

Withdrawing his arm covered with fine dark blue scales, the strange beast looked at Vikas' deep animal eyes, and a dark blue light flashed across it very quickly.

A low-pitched sound wave echoed in the crowded stone house, and this time it was the leader of the beast that had been silent all this time that made the sound.

The alien beast's indifferent animal face, with its mouth open and closed, was saying something to Vikas, with a low tone, as if the surrounding stone walls were shaking accordingly, carrying a stern warning.

The resolute chin brushed against Wen Feng's sticky hair, golden animal eyes, and looked back resolutely. The thick Adam's apple rolled up and down, and Vikas replied a few words unhurriedly.

The cold face of the silver-gray strange beast sank instantly, and the stone house fell into silence again.

There was a sound of flapping wings suddenly, and the bird man who fell on the stone slab seemed to have signs of awakening. Behind him, a pair of wings covered with large purple feathers flapped and opened slowly.

The silver-gray beast rushed forward with a stride, and its wide claws stretched out, grabbing the base of the birdman's wing.

The cold dark silver animal eyes took a deep look at Vikas, who was seriously injured on the stone bed, and the long silver-gray tail threw out a bright arc of light. Drag out of the stone house.

With his arms firmly around Wen Feng's slender waist, Vikas watched the people leave his house one by one, with his white lips tightly closed.

The sharp claws scraped thin white marks on the stone slab, and the last one to leave the stone house was the tall and strong dark blue beast.

"@#￥%." Vikas said suddenly, calling out the name of the dark blue beast.

"Kay... Dill!?" With his lightly parted lips trembling, Wen Feng tried his best to imitate Vikas' speech, remembering that it was the name of a strange beast.

The days in the Alien Beast Tribe were not short, but this was the first time Wen Feng heard Vikas call out the names of other Alien Beasts.

For the strange beast, the name seems to have other meanings, other hidden meanings, at least the name of the strange beast is rarely mentioned by other strange beasts, as if it is some kind of obscure privacy.

The strange beast whose name was called had its long tail erected, and suddenly turned its head. A head of fluffy light-colored hair was shaking in the air. Kadir's narrowed beast eyes stared fiercely at Vikas on the stone bed, as if to Vikas on the stone bed. Cass felt extremely dissatisfied when he suddenly called out his name.

His eyes made brief contact with Kadir in mid-air, and Vikas withdrew his arms propped on the animal skin blanket, hugged Wen Feng in his arms with both arms, and let his body lose his balance and fall backwards.

After standing silently for a few seconds, and closing the stone gate, Kadir strode towards the center of the tribe, where a fierce competition was going on in an open space.

The faint light, through the narrow gap of the stone gate, shoots into the quiet stone house.

Wen Feng, who was lying in Vikas' arms, moved in pain. The blood stains on his body had already dried, and it felt hard and sticky to the touch, making him very uncomfortable.

A not-so-pleasant bloody smell filled the entire space, and it couldn't go away. It seemed that even the blanket under his body became sticky, and his skin felt itchy.

Twitching his limp limbs, Wen Feng struggled to sit up and wash his stained body.

The back was separated from Vikas's chest, and the upper body was slightly lifted. A burst of dizziness accompanied by large dark spots suddenly hit, and Wen Feng fell back heavily on the stone bed.

Waves of severe pain came from the wound on his right arm, and Wen Feng gritted his teeth tightly as his back curled up, and let out a muffled groan.

A wide palm suddenly stretched out, bringing out a blur of silvery white, covering Wen Feng's entire face.

The delicate and smooth touch of scales came from the sensitive skin, and the covered nose, with the tip of the nose lightly attached, seemed to have blocked even the bloody smell that committed evil. There was a darkness in front of Wen Feng that made Wen Feng feel at ease, and his body unconsciously Relaxed.

The flailing eyelashes brushed against Vikas's sensitive palm, and warm air overflowed from the cold animal's claws. Soon, a thin snoring sounded in the quiet stone house.

Satisfied with withdrawing the animal claws, there were excited roars and fighting sounds from the clansmen outside the stone house, and Vikas' drooping eyelids closed peacefully.

The boiling blood outside the house seemed to have lost its appeal to Vikas, and he gradually fell into a deep sleep with his confused consciousness while hugging the soft creature in his arms.

In the depths of the tribe, there is a fierce collision of blood and power, arousing the violent beast blood in the bodies of all the onlookers, and the sharp screams of the spoils are intertwined with the unique low-pitched roar of the beast.

A dark blue beast standing on the side, with deep animal eyes, looked at a stone house in the distance from time to time, with hints of worry.