"Roar!!"

"Bang!"

A hammer dragon is attacked by Yang from behind and is knocked down with a punch.

"Eat dragon meat today!"

Yang laughed when he put down the hammer dragon.

He Chen came down from a tree next to him, his face full of helplessness.

He found that there were many prehistoric dragon spirits in this jungle, such as the Warhammer Dragon, the Staff-tailed Scaly Dragon, and the like.

And the war hammer dragon he has eaten it once, the meat is rough and chewy, not to mention that compared with the circle of bears and paws of the Great Wilderness tribe, it is not as good as ordinary dried fish.

But there is no way, some elves, such as the Shockhorn Deer, have seen a herd, but the two of them can't fight at all, but they are chased away.

So a lone elf like the Warhammer Dragon is their target.

"Uncle Yang, how long will it take to arrive?"

He Chen stepped forward to end the tragic life of this warhammer dragon, and then asked as he dealt with it.

It's been five days.

They ran on the land for almost five days, and every night Yang would say, "It's almost there, it's almost there."

But it just didn't arrive.

"I have a hunch that I'm going to be there soon."

Yang's face was unfathomable.

He Chen was helpless.

He suspected that the witches of these giant tribes were road idiots.

For example, Brother Xu, who is guarding in the Great Wilderness, is a road idiot, but he didn't expect Yang to be too.

After processing the meat of the war mallet dragon for a while, He Chen and Yang lit a fire on the spot and prepared to roast the meat to eat.

The more He Chen came to this time, the more he missed the Great Wilderness, and in the Great Wilderness, he was reduced to the dignified Chen Wu to deal with these things.

It's all handled by Xiao Di.

And the Great Wilderness can still be boiled and eaten, no matter what kind of meat he has, it will rot after a few hours of cooking.

And when eaten roasted, the chewiness is almost the same as eating leather goods dry.

"Baa~"

Suddenly, a soft cry rang out.

"Baa Sheep?!"

He Chen turned his head in surprise.

I saw a small, fluffy elf appear in the jungle.

It's the second-class baa sheep in the previous baa flock!

"How did you get here?"

He Chen was surprised.

They have probably run hundreds of kilometers in the past few days, and they can't see the shadow of Thunder Mountain.

Has this baly sheep been following them all along?

He Chen's expression suddenly became strange.

What kind of immortal speed is this?!

And aren't all the baa sheep very timid? How did you get so far away?

"Hey, is this the lamb?"

Yang was also surprised.

"You know?"

He Chen picked up the Bali sheep and stroked its wool, which was very soft and easy to touch.

"This lamb is different from the others."

Yang pointed at the baa sheep: "The other sheep are very timid and stupid, this little sheep dared to attack me when they first saw me." ”

He Chen: "Why did you attack you?" ”

Yang scratched his head, his face full of embarrassment: "Harm, you don't care about this, no matter how small this little sheep is, it's not enough to plug the gaps between your teeth......"

Say, smash it, smash it, smash it.

He Chen was helpless.

He roughly guessed what the sun was doing against the baa sheep, and then the baa sheep fought back.

Foodie.

"What are you doing with us, Baa Sheep?"

He Chen touched the hair of the baa sheep.

"Baa~~"

Baa Yang squealed softly, and then licked the back of He Chen's hand.

"Are you because of me?"

He Chen was surprised.

Another elf companion sent to the door?

But why didn't he feel bound to Baa Sheep?

In addition to Xiaobai and Da Cruel, like Xiaowu and Arrogant, and even Ah Bai's strange eggs, He Chen has a certain sense of fetters when they meet for the first time.

"Oh yes!"

Only then did He Chen remember that from the time he was lost with Xiaobai to the present, his sense of fetters was very weak.

So, this baly sheep is probably his sixth elf!

"Will you follow me?"

He Chen's eyes were full of joy.

Before, he thought that this Baly sheep was very smart, as for whether it was a secondary or a hegemon, did it matter so much?

Your own children can be strong or weak.

"Baa~"

Ba Liyang understood He Chen's words and immediately agreed.

He Chen felt very close to Bali Yang at first sight, and he was naturally very happy at the moment.

So he raised the furry in his hand and rubbed it on his face.

Fluffy.

But Baly Sheep was taken aback.

"Huh!"

A flash of lightning flashed.

"Zizi Zi !!"

A large amount of electric light emerged from Bali Yang's body, and the electricity flowed down He Chen's face to the ground.

"Ahem......"

He Chen opened his mouth and spit out a circle of black smoke, his scorched face full of sluggishness.

It turned out that Zhiye was skinned by Shendian back then.

"Huh?!"

Baa Sheep was embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's fine."

He Chen smirked.

He was happy.

Because although Baa Li Sheep is a secondary body, the power is surprisingly large.

This reminded him of the god of skin.

Whether it is a secondary or a royal level, it represents the size of the body.

Perhaps, the special attack has nothing to do with the size of the body or the degree of evolution?

In this case, Baly Sheep may be very powerful!

"I forgot that the wool of the Bali sheep stores a lot of electricity."

He Chen smirked at Yang next to him.

Yang also grinned greatly: "It's become your partner?" ”

He Chen nodded.

Then he bowed his head to the Bali sheep in his arms and said, "You still have five big brothers, I will take you to see them when the time comes." ”

No way, the status of the first to come is high.

For example, Xiaobai, who looks like "I'm the boss" all day long, is actually a means of transportation.

"Baa

Baa Li Yang looked innocent.

"Pick a name! Squish! ”

He Chen made a decision immediately and took a name instantly.

Baa Li sheep is soft and fluffy, and it is perfect to call it soft.

"Squish!"

"Baaa

Soft agreed, appearing very wise and smart.

He Chen smiled, no longer teasing it, but dealing with the war hammer dragon with Yang.

……

"It's almost there!"

"Seven hundred and twenty-seventh."

"It's really coming this time!"

"Baa~"......

He Chen hugged the Bali sheep and jumped in the forest with Yang.

In the past few days, they have traveled hundreds of kilometers left and right, but He Chen feels that they are only a few dozen miles away from Thunder Mountain.

Yang, this damn road idiot!

But at this moment, He Chen's waveguide power felt a kind of oppression!

This comes from the perception of danger!

"Something is wrong!"

He Chen stopped suddenly.

"Let's go!" Yang didn't stop, urging He Chen.

He Chen had to keep up.

When I came to the front, my vision suddenly widened.

Grassland!

The boundless woods came to an abrupt end on the edge of the prairie, and a river seemed to divide the two banks.

On one side is the woods, and on the other side is the grassland!

And on the other side of the grassland, He Chen saw a tribe.

Or rather, it can't be called a tribe, but more like a village!

Large village.

And outside the village there is a blue hill.

"What's that!!"

He Chen lost his voice.

I saw that the hill with the red bulge suddenly "stood up".

Two sharp eyes pierced like sharp swords.

As soon as this figure stood up, there was an unparalleled oppressive force, like a small mountain.

It's not a hill, it's an elf!