Chapter 19 Many stories in the wild wilderness

...If a person has never been to another world, then he would never have thought that the six-legged horse would feel like lightning when it ran. The smoke and dust raised by the horse's hooves swayed a cloud of smoke on the wasteland. The team of thirteen giant horses rumbled on the barren land, and low plants in the desert kept flashing by the side of the horse team.

From morning to noon, the dry sand wind on the Savasala wasteland blew the travelers on the wasteland. With sand-proof cloth surrounding, everyone was enjoying the scenery along the way on the wilderness of the World Tree on horseback; low shrubs, sparse river oasis, sparse forests, lonely thorny trees, strange mountains and rocks after wind and sand corrosion, the blue sky connecting the sky and the earth, the tall snow-capped mountains with snow in the distance, the mammoth group walking leisurely along the river, the group of mammoths walking leisurely along the river, the group of people walking in groups

The long-haired bison in the desert, the long-haired wild horses eating grass by the river, the orcs whipped among the rocks and their quadrilled monster sheep, the long-tailed grass rats jumping among the rocks, the horned wild boar rolling in the mud of the snow-capped mountains and rivers, the weird giant deer that was frightened by the sound of horse hooves, the giant wolf looking down at the earth above the strange rocks, the huge eagle hovering in the sky, the brown-haired griffon nesting on the mountain walls of strange rocks, and the most fierce top predator Bemon beast on the wasteland.

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Galadesong? Yingyu brought the horse team, but he was not the leader of the horse team. The leader of the horse team was a gray-haired old orc with orc with a gray hair. The orc had a loose braid on his head, and the metal ring on the braid looked very unique. He was wearing a brown fur coat, and his arms were guarded by giant wolf claws. A large bow in his hand was almost as tall as others, and a bag of arrows as thick as a table club was behind him.

From morning to noon, everyone was resting in a green valley under the arrangement of the old man to escape the hot sunshine of the afternoon. The dwarf Harriskin jumped off the back of Ramseyma and went to the ground, and then said unwillingly: "I have to be the master of Marutun, and my feet finally landed on the ground. It feels so good to stand on the ground."

After touching his butt, Xingyang walked to the river and took a bowl of water to clean his face. The water in his hands was cold and clear, and it was the snow water left from the snow mountain. He washed his face with a linen scarf. The orcs from the Xiaofeng Changbow Tribe began to let go of their Ramsey horses and let the giant horses drink purified water and eat the new grass by the river.

Take out the leather kettle from behind, Xingyang poured some river water upstream to prepare for the next journey. After picking up the water, he chewed the grass roots and lay on the grass by the river. It was much easier to travel with these indigenous orcs, because at least they would stand guard and be ready to deal with the dangers on this wild prairie at any time, which was completely different from the previous survivors.

The Wolf Speaker Hos, translator Harriskin, Old Carus, Yarquez, Hakri, Shisbokov, Valbrigan, Angel, Murphyra (Kin), Verami, and Xingyang, there are only 11 survivors now. The empty horses carried other supplies other than the personal supplies. Yaphus's stay gave everyone another horse seat to transport items.

Most people rest on the grass in the valley to recover their strength, while Angel and the two elves seemed to be too energetic, so they actually raised their bows and arrows to shoot the small fish in the riverside.

Looking at the horse-faced orc sentry on the high ground of the river valley, Xingyang closed his eyes and took a nap for a while, and then the large group of people boarded the horse again and set off on the way to the other end of the Savasara wasteland.

The horse's hooves rolled, traveling on the giant horse while enjoying the scenery. In the afternoon, the Savasala wasteland began to show its other side again. The small rivers and streams of snowy mountains and snow water were filled with animals coming to drink water. The thirst at noon made many animals that had never been seen appear by the river. Tigers like bobcats, big-eared goblins like monkeys, weak jackals with rotten hair, centaur women with two buckets of water hanging on their bodies, trolls holding bone rods that looked like giant apes, and giant tortoises like a huge stone behind their backs. Everyone also admired the legendary Cyclops and their huge flocks of sheep up close.

As the evening approached, everyone saw a confrontation between the Cyclops and the Bemon Behemoth, the top predator of the desert. Survivors have always regarded the Behemoth in this world as a deformation of a brown bear. Its thick fur, huge claws, and sturdy body all look like a close relative of a South American brown bear.

As the evening approached, everyone had already dismounted and planned to find a place near the river to rest nearby. Unexpectedly, the faces sounded in the distance, and Ramsey also felt a huge roar of horror. He comforted the war horses, and everyone by the river quickly jumped on the horses, and then came to the hill behind the river, looking at the place where things happened not far away.

In the distance, a huge bighorn sheep was grabbed and dragged back by a Bemon giant beast, but the two cyclops guarding the Bighorn sheep were roaring in the distance like angry fathers, and grabbed huge stones from the ground and threw them at the Bemon giant beast.

"Bang...bang..." The huge monsters more than ten meters high fought shockingly. The huge stones hit the ground and splashed a piece of dust and gravel. The Bemon beast, which could not dodge, roared violently after being hit by the giant's stone. But soon two other giant rocks roared, smashing the surroundings of the Bemon beast with dust.

"Aoao...!!!!" The provocation of the Cyclops seemed to anger Bemon who was planning to drag the giant sheep away. The Bemon beast raised its claws and waved it fiercely, telling the Cyclops in the distance that he was very, very angry. But unexpectedly, Bemon's anger did not play any role. The Cyclops picked up the huge rocks from the ground and then blew hard at Bemon who was stealing the sheep.

"Bang...bang..." Two stones fell in front of Bimon without distinction. Bimon, who was already extremely angry, raised his claws at this time, and rushed towards the Cyclops like a tank. Bimon's claws were raised on the ground, and the thick flesh pads on his palms were definitely not slow to run. You can imagine how the other party would use his claws to kill the Cyclops once they approached.

"Huhuhu...!" "Bang bang!!!" Two huge rocks fell down again, and the thick back of the Bemon beast was hit by another stone. Hundreds of kilograms or even tons of huge rocks hit Bemon's back, which made Bemon crooked. At this time, a cyclops were relatively close to Bemon spreading her black-haired giant hooves and turned around and fled. She looked at Xing Yang, who was fighting in the distance, and looked at the foot hooves of the Cyclops very carefully. It was a triangular hooves that looked like a large herbivorous animal.

The Cyclops ran away and deserved to chase the Bemon beast, but unexpectedly, the Bemon beast happened to fall into the trap of two Cyclops; after one escaped, the other Cyclops threw the stones aside. After the two giant rocks, the Bemon beast was hit on the arm by the giant rock thrown by the other party.

Just a moment, the Beemon beast seemed to have lost its balance and rolled around and fell to the ground along the charge force. Seeing the Beemon beast rushing behind him falling, the Cyclops who had run away stopped, then bent down and pulled up a huge rock on the ground, swung one arm like a windmill, and smashed it hard at the falling Beemon.

"Bang bang!!!!" Bimon, who suffered, shook his head and climbed up, and he was hit by a big rock on his thick back. However, at this time, Bimon no longer had the domineering spirit he had just now. He kept his arms shrinking, and ran towards the dying giant sheep like a broken leg. When he came to the giant sheep, Bimon stabbed the sheep with his giant claws. His solid head bit the lower body of the giant sheep, and tore the giant sheep apart with his huge rock thrown by the Cyclops. Finally, he held the lower half of the body of the giant sheep in his mouth and dragged out a large string of intestines to escape from a distance.

The Bemon giant beast, which was hit by a giant rock with a giant stone, ran away. The dying giant sheep was torn into two halves. The two cyclops who did not protect their flock seemed to be sad and slowly walked towards the dead giant sheep, and then tore the dead sheep apart, swallowing and peeling only half of the giant sheep alive.

Seeing the Cyclops in the distance biting a piece of sheep's intestines and tearing them up, Angel quickly closed her eyes and did not dare to look at this barbaric scene. Xingyang saw the Cyclops helplessly eat the giant sheep he killed and showed a smile. He shouted in his heart: "It's so exciting. This is the classic scene of the wilderness and the strong in another world. The huge body shape, the barbaric power, the bloody killing and the Made are so violent and beautiful. Rough, arrogant and bloody, these are simply three typical factors that violent art must have!... No wonder the violent art works of the Russians are always regarded as classics; big is good, many is beautiful, barbaric is strong, and rough is strong."

Just as Xingyang was nagging about his new violent art, the horse team had already left the river, and then everyone set up a camp among the pile of stones in a chaotic world. After smashing the camp, the 13 Ramsey horses were led by several horse-faced orcs from the Xiaofeng Changbow Tribe to eat night grass. These orcs living on horseback cherish their horses very much.

The sun was about to set, and everyone lit a bonfire and a wisp of blue smoke floated into the sky. Xingyang pretended to be a god and released two boxes of beer from the bracelet again. There was no way, there was not much food in the military supplies in stock, and they were just to taste the taste, but they didn't know that they would encounter such a thing. Without supply, the supplies in the bracelet would only be used less and less, so now he could only take them out bit by bit.

After the sun set, two horse-faced orcs rode Ramsey back from the wasteland, and at the same time brought back a horned wild boar that was shot to death. The horned wild boar has four thick fangs, and two sharp horns on his head, which looks a bit like a rhino. The wild boar has thick cuticles on its back, and some horny like bones grow on the outside of the skin, but a blood hole is shot out from the soft flesh on his neck.

He took out the patterned dagger made of the long sword that broke when fighting against Tianlang, and Xingyang started to dismember the wild boar in a familiar way. It was not that he didn't want to hand it over to the orc mercenaries, but that the stone weapons in the hands of the orc mercenaries were too difficult to cut the wild boar. He easily tore the wild boar from his neck to his stomach, and Xingyang's sharp knife made the horse-faced orcs beside him look at him.

The man was a little sensitive to the scorching eyes of this man, and soon Xingyang handed the knife to the orcs beside him for them to take action.

After leaving the place where the pigs were killed, Xingyang scratched his butt slightly. He complained a little: "Damn... Is it a shadow in my heart or something? Since I was mentally thrilled by that monster Ou Linlinsha, I have always been sensitive to such things! It's just a mentally thrilled, not a *** thrilled, why does it leave a shadow in my heart?... Isn't it just like playing games? Why does it leave a shadow in my heart... You know, my brother sold an antimatter pistol for the first time! Made... If there is still a shadow in my heart, it will be fine to explode it soon? Anyway, Ou Linlinsha is the same as silicone, just do whatever she wants!"

After eating wild boar meat and wild vegetables at night, everyone began to rest around the bonfire. Of course, traditional bonfire stories are indispensable. The elder of the horse-faced orc was stuffed with Xingyang's patterned steel daggers in his arms, and several horse-faced orcs and wolf-speaker Moss were fiddling with metal pots in front of another bonfire. They were extremely interesting to see that the dwarf's metal pots could produce delicious food.

Originally, the dwarves did not have metal pots, but after a tasteful Chinese brother came to this world, the dwarves had their metal pots.

The three snow wolf family members of the wolf-speaker Mos were summoned by him. The giant wolf who had been running for a day looked blankly at Mos following the recipe Harriskin said, clumsyly preparing to stew a pot of unforgettable Hunan-style stewed beef.

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Late at night, Xingyang walked from the hill to the top of the mountain by the wind and sat down on a rock. The moonlight fell, and the wind was whistling in the Savasara wasteland, which was shrouded in a faint light. I don’t know why Xingyang felt like he was attracted by the wind. Although he just said verbally that he was a wind whisperer, he didn’t think he was a wind whisperer who could communicate with the wind, but today it found that it seemed that he could feel the emotions of the wind.

Sitting on the top of the mountain, the whisper in the wind seemed to sound in his heart. The violent and violent restlessness made him close his eyes slightly to feel the source of the whisper. "Meow..." Xingyang, who was sitting in a state of mind, closed his eyes and felt the whisper in the wind, and did not expect a strange cat cry to ring in front of him.

Suddenly, Xingyang's muscles shrank suddenly. It was like this again, and it suddenly came, and the creature that completely transcended his sixth sense to explore came closer to him.

Opening his eyes, a fat, strong black cat with beautiful white patterns appeared in front of him.

He stared at the black cat in front of him with a vigilant face. Xingyang's fingers moved slightly, gradually not catching his bracelet, ready to draw his sword at any time. After being beaten up by Tianlang, he was already full of war with this creature that could secretly approach him.

Just as Xingyang was ready to draw his sword, the black cat in front of him seemed to suddenly emit a black air. After a while, the black air expanded, and a handful of hair spun out of the black air. A black-haired woman wearing a black robe with red magic patterns on her face, a necklace of teeth on her neck, and a hand wrapped in animal skin and beast teeth bracelet appeared in front of Xingyang. The woman was full of beastly nature, and her lips were slightly smiling and had vampire-like fangs.

A true body appeared, and this strange woman stared at the lonely Xingyang with bloodthirsty eyes......
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