Crossing to the Wild

It wasn't until this moment that Sang Mo felt the soreness and fear coming up from the cracks in his bones.

He staggered and turned over and squatted down, pulled out the bone spurs from the back of his waist, and stood in front of him in a guard posture.

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

"Hey, second, you smell it, isn't it that smell?"

"That's right, this kid has a lot of him, and he really brought it to the door."

"We haven't dug for a long time?"

"No digging, the tribe stare like crazy, brothers can't go out."

"Hey, with so many sleepy grasses, I can kill another wave."

"Yes! Kill him hundreds of people, hehe, just think about it."

...

Sang Mo's hair stood upright. Even though he knew that these beasts had no heart, facing malicious intent, his heart would beat wildly and his body would become weak.

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

The old fifth answered, 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 raised, slightly curled up.

There is an unspeakable strangeness, very strange.

Sang Mo stared at his outstretched hand, his throat moved, and the bone spurs on his hand tightened, even a little slippery.

"Eh, what? Are my hands ugly?"

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

"Afraid?" He said, reaching out to Sang Mo's eyelids, his voice softened slightly: "Haven't you seen?"

The cave was dim and damp, and the sunlight at the entrance was blocked by the human walls, leaving only a few spots of light.

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

The fingers in front of him twitched reflexively, Sang Mo's throat became dry and hoarse, and said slowly: "...no..."

"Fear!!" Roared: "Quickly say you are afraid!!"

This person went crazy suddenly, and Sang Mo held his breath in fright.

"I just have a finger! I'm afraid of me, I'm afraid of me! The third! The sixth! They were accidentally injured and disabled and abandoned by the tribe! Are we monsters?

"Yes! We are!"

The bloodshot eyes came to Sang Mo's eyes, and he felt the big beads of sweat drip from his forehead.

madman.

These people are crazy.

The six-finger old fifth calmed down for a while, and saw Sang Mo lowered his head, as if afraid, and laughed again.The wall outside was a little loose, and someone shouted: "Don't play, Fifth! Drag that guy out!"

"Come!" Old Wu replied sideways, but the next second he saw the sharp bone spurs exposed on his chest.

The severe pain was delayed, his fingers cramped, and his head turned a little bit with cracked eyes.

"you…………"

Sang Mo panted heavily and pulled out the bone spurs abruptly.The blood splashed on the face, and the whole person was shaking.

He said hoarsely: "Go and die!"

"Damn, the fifth!"

"Fifth—"

Other werewolves rushed into the cave together. Some people went to check the status of the fifth, and some tried to hold Sang Mo, but the cave was not big. Sang Mo was back against the cave wall, shouting and waving bone spurs. For a while, these people couldn't get close. body!

"Fifth is dead!"

"The fifth child is dead!?"

"Grab! Don't kill it casually!"

Sang Mo stabbed several people, but was outnumbered, and was soon subdued.

He was lying on his stomach, with the werewolf behind him knelt on one knee on his back, behind his two hands, he was tightly tied with rope and could not move.

His bloodshot eyes tried to look up, and he was hit on the ground with a foot, his cheeks rubbed with rough sand.

......Is it that way?

So be it.

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

Sang Mo tried hard to pull his leg. The people on him thought he was still struggling, and he was even more dead, but Sang Mo got up unconsciously and just kicked back desperately.

There were still some sparks in the extinguished fire, and as he kicked, the sparks splashed on the burlap bag aside.

Half of the werewolves surrounded the old five and half of the sangmo. When Mars had become a trend, a burnt smell came from the linen bag, and these people reacted—the sleepy grass was burned!

"Damn!!!" The boss couldn't believe how much this kid could block them, kicked the lighted bag, 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 and a tremor, unconscious.

"..." The wolf head people were speechless, and finally, the gloomy old man waved his hand: "Don't mess it up, tie it up! I want him to regret living this life!"

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

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

The people of the trapped tribe stayed in their tribe, waiting for the treasure land to bring the river over, while Mu Ling and Tianyang Rongyue followed the fox first.

The fox's sense of smell is not bad, and he really wants to search. It is not much different from the big dog and the two dogs, and it is more spiritual.

Just walking all the way, Rong Yue felt that the little fox was no ordinary fox.

Animals need to be able to survive in the wild, and the simplest reason is to be protective.

Green bugs, earthy chickens, gray hares.These things are hidden in the woods and grass and are not easily distinguished by the eyes.

The little fox hides perfectly in the snow, but after the winter, this white fur is almost as if he is afraid that the natural enemy will not see it.

Rong Yue originally thought it would change to a different color after shed hair, but she didn't.It's hot and sheds hair, but it's still white...

Tossed in the grass is shining white.

The little fox didn't know anything, he knew that he was walking around three human beings, acting like a baby, kicking his legs, and begging for food.

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

"Bib?" Rong Yue rubbed its head, and the little fox turned her head aggrievedly.

They couldn't communicate, but Rong Yue always understood some information from his actions: "Is the taste gone?"

"Chiji!" The bib yelled hard.

"Is this the direction of disappearance before?" Rong Yue asked again.

The bib jumped off the big rock, turned around a few times as if chasing his own tail, and then screamed to the north.

"..." Rong Yue worries: "Who did this fox learn the fox language with, it's squeaking, squeaking, and crunching."

Mu Ling: "...It keeps saying something to me..."

Tianyang helped his forehead: "There is still wailing."

As soon as I finished speaking, the collar suddenly ran up with a big stone, and my paws stepped on with excitement. I chose a comfortable position and squatted down, raised my head, and pointed towards the north: "Woo-oo-"

I don't know what caused this sound, and a few seconds later, the earth shook slightly.

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

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

"It should be all right." Rong Yue looked at the distance, thoughtfully.Then he said: "Let's hurry up."

The lines of the mountains gradually emerged before their eyes.

It was confirmed that the fox still let them go toward the mountain, and after two more days, the three finally came to the foot of the mountain.

The temperature has dropped and a cool wind blows.

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

If the opposite side of the mountain is about the same arc, going down the mountain will become very difficult.

Rong Yue had never heard of mountains here, nor did the salt department know about it, nor did the sleepy tribe talk to them, presumably they didn't know much about it.

And because of the occlusion of the terrain in the middle, at least looking in this direction from the Xingyue tribe, there is no mountain here.

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

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

The fox lost their way, and they didn't know where to go.

It was not early, so Tianyang decided to take a rest and wait until dawn before starting to look for clues.

In the evening, Mu Ling arranged 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 put her cheek in one hand, looked up, and looked in the direction of the mountains.

"Can't sleep?" Tianyang asked him, opening the low curtain.

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

It has been five days since they discovered that the sleepy grass was cut.This is only the time since they discovered it.

If this grass is really cut by the wolf head tattoos, they will definitely use it to do bad things. Once it is too late, it will be really late.Irrecoverable.

"When I was making a chicken two days ago, I applied honey to the chicken while thinking of the wasps." Rong Yue said softly, "If I really are a god, I can bring them back to life. But I am not."

"Thinking about it this way, in the past, all players were gods in the game. Even if they die, they can be resurrected in temples or altars without even paying too much."

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

Rong Yue sighed: "I am too weak."

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

"Not now, not necessarily later."

Rong Yue was stunned, looking at Tianyang.

"Your abilities have 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 read a poem, you can drop colorful lights and make the thinnest warrior infinitely powerful. This is a miracle."

"Besides," Tianyang whispered: "What will happen in the future, you don't know, do you?"

"..."

indeed.

When he reaches the 100th level, he doesn't know what kind of changes he can bring when he crosses the previous level.

Even whether [Oracle] can use this skill, how to use it, is still an unsolved mystery.

Now is not the time to be discouraged.

Future skills...what if?

A rush of heat surged into her heart, Rong Yue's expression became loose, and she smiled relieved after a long while.

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

The singing is faint and gentle, like a lullaby, soaking the night and bringing beautiful dreams.

The halo of scope spells enveloped the fields, and the wooden bell in the other tent slept more soundly, snoring slightly.

Sleep well all night.

"Boss!" The youngest rushed into the cave: "There's another person in the mountain!"

"What's going on!?" The boss black face: "Aren't there no tribes near this mountain!? How many people?"

"Just three people!"

The boss was taken aback and laughed: "It just so happens that the newly made hay has a chance to try! Let the seventeen and eighteenths follow the people, find their holes, and guard them."

Seeing the youngest going out, he shouted again: "Don't forget! Don't follow too closely!"

"Got it!"

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

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

mua!

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