Yan Zhu'an and the others came to the other world in March, fled for half a month and developed obscenely for half a month, and then were imprisoned for half a year, seeing that they were still not free in October, the mood at this time is really not a bad sentence or a groove can be described!

Now they don't want anything but to go back to Earth as soon as possible!

However, after a lot of hard work, I finally found out the news of the Greyhound Tribe's boundary gate, but I learned that in order to prevent these humans from escaping from the boundary gate, they had hoarded heavy troops there, and not a single fly would dare to fly over!

Now in the northeast corner of the entire continent, all the tribes of the "Anti-Boundary Gate Alliance" have such a policy!

Keep the boundary gate, wait to receive the earth's labor at any time, and pull one back to the tribe if you catch one, either mining or farming, like Yan Zhu'an and her kennels, it's a little bit of luck!

Once these earthlings are captured, don't even think about leaving again unless they die!

The flowers bloom in two, one on each branch.

But he said that since he escaped that day, Yan Zhu'an and the others have had a hard time, and one of them has had an extremely difficult time!

This world is not like the earth, you can let it run around casually, for places that have not been there, it does not dare to rashly go through the space to find spiritual objects, in case it goes to a dangerous place or second, if you accidentally penetrate into the forbidden land of other people's tribes and can't get out, you will die!

Since there are races in this world that can control the space, it is just a basic operation to get a ban on their own forbidden land to prevent them.

Therefore, before its strength is not enough and its status is not restored, it only dares to wander in the territory of its own tribe.

Now that he had discovered its traces and guessed that it was eager to grow, he would definitely have to look for spirit fruits, spirit grasses and even high-level fierce beasts everywhere, and Changfang immediately made targeted arrangements!

Spirit fruit trees generally don't run around like essences, and spirit grass has to grow to a certain age if it wants to be used, and as for high-level fierce beasts, they all have living areas that they are used to!

As a result, Fangs has arranged enough patrols to keep an eye on these key areas! He even has the luxury of using a magic sentry snail that he bought from the city and recently developed by the alchemists!

All kinds of encirclement and interception, even if you know that it is difficult to catch it, you still don't give up!

Especially where the spirit fruit has ripened, it is the focus of the point!

Those who were sent out to patrol were all in the same boat as it, and when he was seeking power and usurping power, they also contributed to it.

Once the royal family returns, they will be the first to be liquidated!

Therefore, Fangs believes in these die-hard doglegs of it!

These doglegs don't live up to his expectations, and they keep those things tightly, and it's not easy to steal a little!

Obviously in the territory controlled by his family for generations, he was driven around like a wild dog.

Obviously, the fruit trees that once belonged to their family, he can pick them at will, and even eat them one by one and throw them away without anyone stopping them, but now he wants to use the stolen ones, and the key is that he can't steal them yet!

One heart is sad and indignant, you can imagine!

In the first few months, it also hid very hard, even if it slept at night, it had to keep one eye open!

The pressure was so great that it could only complain about his dead grandpa and dad every now and then to refresh himself - why not tell him where the real treasure trove was?

If there was that treasure house, he wouldn't have worked so hard.

Obviously he was born a rich N generation, but he had to start from scratch.

Every step of the growth road is soaked in its blood and tears, and it is also very sad!

As a true lost dog, one has been sneaking around for a while.

The fangs couldn't catch it, and it couldn't get what it wanted under heavy guards, and the situation was very tight for a while.

Seeing that the plan could not be carried out, the slow-growing one simply touched the territory of the poison spearman.

It can't be helped, who makes it unfamiliar with other places?

It can't teleport directly, so it goes on its legs, and if it can fight with the poison spearman during this period, it is not worthwhile!

Without Yan Zhu'an and them by their side, it would fight if it wanted to, run away if it couldn't fight, and didn't go to their tribe to steal things, or because the poisonous spearmen lived scattered and their wealth was not concentrated enough!

It's a pity that it didn't live long in the territory of the poison spearmen, and it was chased and intercepted by the greyhounds who chased it.

With a heart, he began to do things in other tribes around him!

found that no matter what it did, these tribes couldn't catch it, so they all blamed it on the Greyhound tribe.

It was all kinds of chic in front of it, and the long teeth had to follow behind to wipe the buttocks, and one felt that the irritability in his heart was relieved!

The days finally went smoothly, and he began to think about his little friend Yan Zhu'an.

However, the fangs were strictly guarded, and the ban on tribal territory had long since been changed, even if this was once its home, it could never go back.

I was very sad in my heart, and I wandered around the tribe with forbearance, and immediately fled at the slightest movement, and the hatred was getting deeper and deeper day by day!

Until this day, it saw humans move out of the tribal territory and start building houses outside to live in!

It has been guarding for many days! Seeing that no one was staring at it anymore, it tentatively sent back the fruit to Yan Zhu'an!

In fact, it is not necessary to be so cautious!

In the hearts of the teethers, it is impossible for them to really have deep feelings for Yan Zhu'an and the other human beings.

As a fellow race, they are all arrogant in front of humans, and they think that as a royal family, it is impossible for them to risk their lives for these people!

One simply left that day, and no matter how much they mistreated the humans, it never returned, and that's what they felt when they fanged.

stared at Yan Zhu'an and them for two months, and saw that they were no different from other people, they didn't stand out from their work, and they never hooked up around restlessly, plus from time to time there were newcomers who reacted more intensely than them, and they had to fight desperately at every turn to come from the earth, they couldn't take care of it for a long time!

After a few trials, I saw that there was no abnormality, and the tool man training plan of Ichijo began again!

So, every day after Yan Zhu'an finished work, when she returned to the room and touched it, under the pillow, or next to the pillow, there must be something good waiting for her!

At first, she guessed that it was one, and she felt aggrieved, after all, it left them without hesitation that day, and now what are you doing to give her a gift?

But then she wanted to open it too.

Before thinking about it, it was difficult to protect itself, and I knew that they would not worry about their lives for a while, so I left first, and now that I have the conditions, I will come back to coax her immediately.

Is this afraid that she won't help?

whispered about it with her parents and teammates, and everyone who had already guessed that she had something to ask for was not jealous, and only let her eat those things every day to see what one wanted to do!

In the following days, Yan Haicheng often conspired with Wang Zixian, Liu Fusheng and others to escape plans, while Yan Zhuan waited intently for a feed.

In this way, it will be the day of teething in a flash.

On this day, the tribe was lively, and outside the tribe, in the newly built workshop, Yan Zhuan was as tired as a dead dog.

This night, Yan Zhu'an habitually touched under the pillow, and the result was no longer something like spirit fruit and beast meat, but a dark purple crystal bottle that was not much thicker than his thumb and was full of brilliance.

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