"Where...... Where...... Where is anyone......"

The sickle sat on the salamander's back, bored.

However, his attention was fixed on the woods below, trying to spot the figure or tribe that Yang was talking about.

Of course, nothing has been found so far.

However, the sickle also discovers a strange place.

"Why aren't there any monsters here?"

Scythe muttered to himself as he looked at the woods below.

The woods were quiet, only the rustling of trees and blades of grass.

And the woods in the distance are the same, calm.

There was no trace of an elf.

However, when Kamaka thinks of the large number of dinosaurs, it is estimated that this area has long been filled and occupied by the dinosaurs.

The other elves were either eaten up or driven away.

However, after walking through an area, the sickle finally saw the traces of people.

In the distance is a vast mountain range that stretches for an unknown number of kilometers from east to west.

And in the closest place to the sickle, there are some caves halfway up the mountain, and people can be seen entering and exiting from a distance.

Scythe flew over on a salamander, and beckoned with a smile on his face that he thought was kind and kind:

"Hello brothers and sisters!"

This is how the Morning Witch taught him to greet him.

However, unlike the expected cordial and friendly meeting, those people on the other side of the mountain range danced and shouted for a while.

Groups of people came out of all places, and all sorts of elves came out of the earth, all of them burrowed into the caves, and then someone moved huge rocks to block the entrance.

The mountains fell silent for a moment.

The sickle sat on the salamander's back.

"Roar Roar Roar~"

The salamander burst into laughter.

"Go, shut up, fly over."

The sickle was embarrassed and slapped the salamander on the back.

He was afraid of an ambush, and he didn't dare to go too far from the ground, let alone land.

Far away, a few kilometers from the mountainside, the sickle stopped and said aloud:

"I am a tribesman from the south, representing my family...... On behalf of my family, I came to ask about something!! ”

The sound was carried by the wind, but the boulders blocking the entrance to the cave did not move.

The sickle was embarrassed again.

He cleared his throat and said again, "We have come with good intentions, and we won't do it unless you do it first!" ”

"Oh, and we got attacked by a bunch of big birds over there, and we killed them all, do you know what that is?"

"Oh yes......"

At this time, the sickle played the words that he had been hiding for a long time, or rather holding back for a long time, and Balabala said a lot.

And faintly, he pricked up his ears and heard some rustling sounds.

“…… The horror bird was killed? ”

“…… Horrible ......"

"The Great Tribe ......"

As soon as the sickle's eyes rolled, he immediately shouted:

"We have come with good intentions, and if you don't come out to see me again, I'll go back and tell Wu that you're hostile to us!"

Sure enough, this sentence was shouted, and after a while, a crack opened in one of the larger caves, through which it could be seen that it was densely packed with people.

Then there was a muscular woman with a head exposed:

"You really killed all the horror birds?"

Scythe laughed, "Kill them all!" But our morning witch calls this bird a moa! ”

"You're not from the Chenhe tribe?"

"No, we're a coalition, not a tribe."

"What is the Coalition Army?"

"A coalition is a coalition of many tribes."

……

The two sides talked from high in the air, and after a while, the stout woman pushed the boulder away.

The people behind the woman came out one after another, as did the other caves.

And when this woman came out, Kama's eyes couldn't help but light up.

I saw that this woman had big shoulders and a round waist, a tall figure, and a face full of meat, which won the aesthetic love of the sickle.

"Go down, go down."

Scythe urged.

The salamander smelled the breath of spring emanating from the sickle, and laughed again.

However, the sickle didn't bother to pay attention to the salamander, and when he waited in the open space halfway up the mountain, he jumped down.

"What do you have on your face,?"

The woman walked over and pointed to the mask on the sickle's face.

"It's a shield from the sand."

Kama replied as he couldn't help but look the woman up and down, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

"My name is Kama, what's your name?"

The woman waved her hand extremely boldly: "I am the witch of our tribe, called 'Jun'!" ”

"Jun, good name!"

Looking at Jun's size, Kamaka was amazed, and then looked at Jun from the sidelines.

"What are you doing here?"

At this time, a group of people who followed Jun asked a question.

Scythe came to his senses and almost forgot that he had come to investigate the situation.

"We're going north to save the world."

Scythe blurted out.

Then harvest the big eyes of a group of people.

Kamaka remembered that not everyone could understand the meaning of saving the world.

So he looked at the elf companions here, which were the first line of the King of the Mountains and the first line of the King of Nido.

Well, haven't eaten it at the moment.

The sickle pondered for a moment, remembering the tone in which the Morning Witch had spoken to them at the beginning, and spoke:

"What is your main food......

The people of this tribe were stunned for a moment.

……

Camp.

The Sac Dragon sat down tiredly after consuming the source of life for a while, and the Gilly Egg immediately took two eggs and fed them to its mouth.

The Saccharosaurus did not refuse, and swallowed it directly with the egg and the eggshell in one bite, showing its strong digestive ability.

Not far away, someone was driving the flaming lion to make a fire, and then wrapped the body of the little dinosaur with some kind of huge leaf, and then wrapped the leaf in a layer of earth.

It's called a little flower dreaded crane!

This is a fusion of He Chen's ideas and the cooking techniques of some experienced people in the coalition forces.

It's a pity that He Chen didn't find chili peppers, and there were no spicy eggplant fruits nearby, otherwise there would be more tricks to make.

"Why hasn't this kid come back yet?"

Yang stood on the trunk of a large tree and looked out to the north, and could faintly see the shadows of the mountains.

Although the branches of the big tree are thick, they seem to have reached the limit, after all, Yang is a big man who is more than two meters tall and full of muscles.

If it weren't for Yang to control the strength, if he relaxed, he would probably fall down immediately.

After a while, the forest was full of cooking smoke, and when Yang Zheng was worried about whether to send someone to find the sickle, he finally saw the trace of the sickle.

I saw the scythe's violent salamander fluttering its wings and staggering over.

Stagger?

Yang rubbed his eyes.

You know, the sickle is very lean.

The reason why it was shaking was that the sickle brought a large stone...... No, a hill back.

It looks like a mountain of meat.

Did the scythe go hunting?

Yang was stunned.

Wrong wrong!

Yang rubbed his eyes again, and suddenly couldn't control his strength, and the branch under him broke with a "snap", and then Yang fell straight down.

That's not Roshan, it's a person!