Crossing to the Wild

Until this moment, Sang Mo felt the soreness and fear welling up in his bones.

He staggered over and squatted down, pulled out the bone spur from the back of his waist, and stood in front of him, making a defensive posture.

It's a pity that no one paid attention to him. These human-faced beasts still laughed, as if Sang Mo's actions pleased them, like watching a weak and helpless animal, smugly waving its paws.

"Hey, second child, smell it, is that the smell?"

"That's right, this kid has a lot on him, and it really came to his door."

"It's been a long time since we dug?"

"I haven't dug any more. Those tribes are staring like crazy. Brothers can't even get out."

"Hey, with so many sleepyweeds, it's time to kill another wave."

"Yes! Kill him hundreds of people, hehe, it's exciting to think about it."

……

Sang Mo's hair stood on end, even though he knew that these beasts had no heart, facing malicious intent would make his heart beat wildly and his body go weak.

"Fifth, go, tie up this little thing and throw it on the sky pillar."

The old fifth came in response, and Sang Mo noticed that he had six fingers on his right hand—on the side of the palm outside the little finger, there was a short one with only one Guan Jie protrusion, which was slightly curled up.

There is an indescribable strangeness, very strange.

Sang Mo stared at his outstretched hand, his throat moved, and the bone spur on his hand clenched even tighter, so tight that it even slipped a little.

"Hey, what's the matter? Don't my hands look good?"

The fifth child suddenly made a sound, followed Sang Mo's gaze and moved his fingers, bending and straightening them.

"Are you scared?" He said, reaching out his hand under Sang Mo's eyelids, his voice actually softened a little: "Haven't you seen it?"

The cave was dark and damp, and the sunlight at the entrance was blocked by the human wall, leaving only wisps of light spots.

No one spoke, and no one moved. When these people with wolf head tattoos stopped laughing, the whole space was terribly suppressed.

The finger stuck in front of his eyes twitched reflexively, Sang Mo's voice was hoarse, and he said slowly: "...No..."

"Scared!!" A roar: "Quickly say you are afraid!!"

The man suddenly went mad, and Sang Mo held his breath in fright.

"I just grew another finger! Afraid of me, everyone is afraid of me! The third! The sixth! They were accidentally injured and disabled, and they were abandoned by the tribe! Are we monsters? Huh?"

"Yes! We are!"

Staring bloodshot eyes approached Sang Mo, he felt beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

madman.

These people are crazy.

The six-fingered fifth child calmed down for a while, and seeing Sang Mo lowered his head, as if scared, he laughed again.The human wall outside was a little loose, and someone shouted: "Stop playing, old five! Drag that guy out!"

"Here we come!" Lao Wu replied sideways, but in the next second he saw the pointed bone spur protruding from his chest.

The severe pain was delayed, his fingers were convulsed, and he turned his head a little bit with his eyes tearing apart.

"you…………"

Panting heavily, Sang Mo pulled out the bone spur.Blood splashed on his face, and his whole body was shaking.

He said hoarsely, "Go, go die!"

"Damn it, Fifth!!"

"Old five—"

Other wolf-headed men rushed into the cave together. Some people went to check on the situation of the fifth child, and some tried to hold Sang Mo down. However, the cave was not big, and Sang Mo leaned against the cave wall, shouting and waving bone spurs. For a while, these people were not close. body!

"The fifth child is dead!"

"The fifth child is actually dead!?"

"Catch it! Don't kill me casually!"

Sang Mo stabbed several people, but he was outnumbered and was quickly subdued to the ground.

He was lying on his stomach, and the werewolf behind him knelt on his back with one knee, his hands behind his back were tied tightly with ropes, and he couldn't move.

His bloodshot eyes tried to look up, but he was stepped on the ground again, and his cheeks were ground by rough gravel.

...Is that all?

So be it.

Although he only killed one, one is better than nothing.

Sang Mo tried his best to pump his legs, and the people on his body thought he was going to struggle, and he pushed harder, but Sang Mo had no intention of getting up, and just kicked back desperately.

There were still some sparks in the extinguished fire, and as he kicked, the sparks splashed onto the sack beside him.

Half of the werewolves surrounded Lao Wu and half surrounded Sang Mo. When the sparks had become strong and there was a burning smell coming from the sack, these people realized that the sleepy grass was on fire!

"Damn it!!!" The boss couldn't believe how much this boy could cause trouble for them, he kicked the ignited bag violently, sparks and grass blades were kicked away, floating in the air like green rain, Sang Mo wailed, Then there was a pain in the back of the neck, a heavy tremor, and he fell unconscious.

"..." Langtou and the others were speechless, and finally, the sullen boss waved his hand: "Don't screw it up, tie it up! I want him to regret living this life!"

The little white fox ran across the grass like a bolt of lightning.

Human beings can't keep up with its footsteps, so it walks and stops for a while, and sniffs from time to time, with black eyes rolling around.

People from the sleepy tribe stayed in their own tribe, waiting for Baodi to bring Jiangliu over, while Muling and Tianyang Rongyue set off with the fox first.

The fox's sense of smell is not bad. If you really want to search, it is not much different from the big dog Ergou and the others, and it is more spiritual.

Just walking along the way, Rong Yue felt more and more that the little fox was not an ordinary fox.

Animals need to know various skills to survive in the wild, and the simplest reason is to wear a protective color.

Green worms, khaki chickens, gray hares.These things hide in the woods and meadows, and are not easy to distinguish by the eye.

It's true that the little fox is perfectly hidden in the snow, but after winter, this white fur is almost like fearing that the natural enemies will not see it.

Rong Yue originally thought that it would change its hair color after shedding, but it didn't.It's hot, it sheds its hair, but what grows out is still white...

Throwing it in the grass is so white that it shines.

The little fox doesn't know anything, just knows how to hang around the three humans, act like a baby, kick their legs, and beg for food.

After running like this for three days, at noon that day, it suddenly ran up a big boulder, stared into the distance, wagged its tail and stopped moving.

"Scarf?" Rong Yue rubbed its head, and the little fox turned his head aggrieved.

They can't communicate, but Rongyue can always understand some information from its movements: "Is the smell gone?"

"Chichi!" The scarf yelled hard.

"Is this the direction where it disappeared before?" Rong Yue asked again.

Bibo jumped off the boulder, turned around a few times as if chasing his own tail, and then squeaked towards the north.

"..." Rong Yue worried: "Who did this fox learn the fox language from? It chirps, squeaks, and rattles."

Mu Ling: "...it keeps talking to me..."

Tianyang raised his forehead: "There's more."

As soon as he finished speaking, the collar suddenly jumped onto the boulder again, his paws stomped excitedly, he squatted down in a comfortable position, raised his head, and pointed to the north: "Wow——"

I don't know what caused this sound. A few seconds later, the ground suddenly shook slightly.

The three approached vigilantly, Tianyang grabbed Rong Yue and Mu Ling with his left and right hands respectively.

The vibration gradually subsided, and after a while, the scarf jumped off the stone and circled around them again.

"It should be fine." Rong Yue looked into the distance, thoughtful.He said again: "Let's hurry up."

The lines of the mountains gradually appeared before their eyes.

After confirming that the fox still let them go towards the mountain, they walked for another two days, and the three finally came to the foot of the mountain.

The temperature has dropped and the cool wind is blowing.

This mountain is not too high, but it is quite steep, and it is estimated that it will take a lot of effort to climb it.

If the opposite side of the mountain has a similar arc, going down the mountain will become very difficult.

Rong Yue had never heard of the mountains here, neither did the Yanbu, nor did the Sleepy Tribe tell them, so she probably didn't know much about this place.

And because of the occlusion of the terrain in the middle, at least from the Xingyue Tribe looking in this direction, you can't see the mountains here.

As for the other side of the mountain, no one knows the situation.

Rong Yue's curiosity suddenly arose, and she decided to turn over to have a look after finishing business.

The foxes lost their way, and for a moment they didn't know where to go.

It was getting late, so Tianyang decided to rest for one night first, and wait for dawn before starting to look for clues.

At night, Muling set up traps around them as usual.Tianyang woke up in the middle of the night and found that Rong Yue was not asleep, but sitting cross-legged outside the tent.

Rong Yue rested her chin in one hand, looked up, and looked in the direction of the mountains.

"Can't sleep?" Tianyang opened the low curtain and asked him.

"Yeah." Rong Yue said lightly, "I always feel uneasy."

It had been five days since they discovered that the sleepy grass had been mowed.And that's just the time since they found out.

If the grass was really cut by those wolf head tattoos, they would definitely use it to do bad things, and once it was too late, it would be too late.irreparable.

"When I was working as a beggar's chicken two days ago, while applying honey to the chicken, I thought of the wasps." Rong Yue said softly, "If I were really a god, I could bring them back to life. But I'm not."

"Thinking about it this way, in the game before, all the players are gods. Even if they die, they can be resurrected in the temple or altar, even without paying too much."

"Even if we kill all the werewolves now, it's just revenge."

Rong Yue sighed: "I'm too weak."

Tianyang sat down next to him, and looked at the mountain together with him.

"Not now, not necessarily in the future."

Rong Yue froze for a moment, then looked at Tianyang.

"Your ability has been increasing. Although you are used to it and don't feel it, in the eyes of others, everything you do is a miracle."

"Even if you recite a poem, you can cast colorful lights and make the thinnest warrior infinitely stronger. This is a miracle."

"Besides," Tian Yang whispered, "You don't know what will happen in the future, do you?"

"..."

indeed.

When he reaches level [-], he doesn't know what kind of changes he can bring to the level before he crossed.

Even whether the skill [Oracle] can be used, and how to use it, are still unsolved mysteries.

Now is not the time to be discouraged.

Future skills...what if?

A hot current surged into her heart, Rong Yue's expression loosened, and she smiled in relief for a while.

He read slowly the verdict of the hymn.This time, the strange pronunciation, which is different from the past, brought a nice melody. During the ups and downs of singing, round colorful light spots rose from the grass and floated into the sky.

The singing is ethereal and gentle, like a lullaby, infiltrating the night and bringing sweet dreams.

The halo of the area spell enveloped the surrounding area, and the wooden bell in the other tent fell asleep even more deeply, snoring lightly.

A good night's sleep.

"Boss!" The third child rushed into the cave: "There are people coming from the mountain again!"

"What's going on!?" The boss said with a dark face, "Aren't there no tribes near this mountain!? How many people?"

"Just, just three people!"

The boss was stunned, and laughed loudly: "It's just right, I have a chance to try the newly made hay! Let Shi 78 and the others follow the people, find their hole, and guard it."

Seeing the third child go out, he shouted again: "Don't forget! Don't follow too closely!"

"understood!"

The author has something to say: Sorry for the delay for two days!

There will be an update in the evening, and the bad guys will be wiped out today!

mua!

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