As he spoke, the Ginseng King jumped down from the mossy boulder and walked towards them on his short legs.

"Gollum!"

Lin Luo heard a slight sound of swallowing saliva next to him.

At this moment, the eyes of all the totemic warriors were fixed on the Ginseng King, and their eyes were full of surprise and fear.

Unlike Lin Luo, this was the first time they had communicated with a ferocious beast after being forcibly inspired by the Ginseng King.

This feeling made them marvel at the moment, and at the same time they were full of fear of the ginseng king who walked as he stwept.

At this time, they all felt that the ginseng in front of them, which looked quite small, was an existence that made even the wild beasts feel frightened.

Whether it was the two barbarian vines, or the wild plant beast before, they were all the "little brothers" ruled by this ginseng king.

Soon, the Ginseng King stopped when he walked up to one of the bloodline warriors closest to it.

"Tell me something new, and if you say it well, I can spare your life. ”

Immediately, the childish voice of the Ginseng King sounded again.

At this time, the Ginseng King had already restrained his terrifying aura.

Otherwise, at such a close distance, that bloodline warrior would not have been able to speak at all under the strong sense of oppression.

"New, novelty?"

Hearing this, the bloodline warrior had a blank expression on his face.

Not far away, Lin Luo was also stunned when he heard this.

Isn't that a storytelling?

He didn't expect that the ginseng king would make such a big effort to get them here and forcibly inspire them.

Actually, just to let them tell stories.

"You don't have a lot of time. ”

Looking at the blank expression on the bloodline warrior's face, the Ginseng King reminded loudly.

"I ......"

"It's time!"

And just as the bloodline warrior had just spoken, the cold voice of the Ginseng King sounded again.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

The next moment, two vines struck quickly, each entangled one of the bloodline warrior's thighs.

"Ahh

With a terrible scream, the bloodline warrior's body was instantly torn in half.

Seeing that the warm blood stained the grass red, everyone, including Lin Luo, couldn't help but shrink their bodies.

Although before, those two barbarian vines also scrambled to tear a totem warrior.

But after all, it was already a dead man, unlike this bloodline warrior, who was torn in half alive.

And the blood splattered by the torn blood of the bloodline warrior also stained the ginseng king standing in front of him a lot.

"It's your turn!"

However, the Ginseng King didn't care about the red blood stained on the stems and leaves, and continued to walk in front of another bloodline warrior.

At this moment, in Lin Luo's eyes, where is this still the king of herbs, it is simply a poison that pierces the intestines!

"Here, near our tribe, grows a terrible purple vine. ”

This time, the other bloodline warrior didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest, and immediately said in a loud voice: "Although that purple vine is not a fierce beast, it can't move.

But whether it is a human or an animal, as soon as they touch the vine, they will feel numb all over their bodies, and their whole body will tremble uncontrollably.

If touched for a long time, even a powerful totem warrior or a strong cave lion will fall to the ground and die, with no visible scars other than burning black spots. ”

"Oh, there's such a terrible common plant?"

Hearing the story of the bloodline warrior, the lifelike facial features of the Ginseng King showed a little surprise.

"You can live!"

Immediately, after dropping this sentence, he walked to another person again.

Seeing this, the bloodline warrior immediately reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Is it that simple?

Not far away, after Lin Luo saw this scene, he couldn't help but think in his heart.

Originally, he thought that the ginseng king must be very difficult to deal with, and he had to think of a good story.

Unexpectedly, another bloodline warrior just introduced a novel plant and easily passed the level.

This made Lin Luo's heart suddenly relaxed.

If this standard is followed, then it is not difficult for him to pass the level.

Soon, the ginseng king asked four more people in a row, and three of them passed the test successfully.

There was only one person's narration, which made the ginseng king feel dissatisfied, and he died tragically under the snatching of two barbarian vines.

After that, the Ginseng King stood in front of Lin Luo.

Although he was restrained in his breath, he still felt a strong sense of oppression.

"It's your turn!"

Immediately, the immature voice of the ginseng king sounded.

Although the voice sounds like that of a child, the act of wanting to hear them tell new things is like that of a child who can only fall asleep by listening to a story.

But Lin Luo knew that the Ginseng King could reach the level of the Beast King, and the number of years of growth was definitely not low.

If not 10,000 years, at least thousands of years.

Naturally, he didn't dare, and really regarded the ginseng king as a child.

"I know of a ...... called a fire beast"

Lin Luo didn't dare to delay the time, and immediately opened his mouth to speak.

But he was only halfway through the sentence when he was directly interrupted by the Ginseng King.

"I've heard of fire beasts a long time ago, change one!"

"Uh......"

Lin Luo didn't expect that the fire beast that he was originally going to say could breathe fire, the Ginseng King had already heard about it, and he was stunned for a moment.

"When the river freezes in the dead season, just ...... on the ice"

Immediately, Lin Luo continued to speak, telling the ginseng king about winter fishing on the ice during the dead season.

He didn't believe it, the ginseng king even knew about winter hunting.

Sure enough, this time the Ginseng King didn't interrupt again, and his lifelike face showed an expression of interest.

Soon, after Lin Luo finished talking about the winter catch, the ginseng king also pronounced a sentence on him.

"You can live!"

Hearing this, Lin Luo suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief.

After that, the ginseng king moved on to the next person.

......

As time passed, it took more than twenty minutes for all the totem warriors to finish speaking.

The Ginseng King was satisfied and returned to the mossy boulder.

Looking at the remaining survivors, he said loudly, "Okay! You can all survive today!

With that, he jumped off the boulder and walked deeper into the valley.

Continued tomorrow?

And after Lin Luo heard this, his face suddenly became very ugly.

Feelings, the so-called can live, just let them live one more day!

Around, the other totem warriors also had dead expressions on their faces.

After forcible inspiration and storytelling, their original number of more than 30 people has plummeted to only 16.

If we continue tomorrow, how many people will survive?

Even if they survive tomorrow, how many tomorrows will await them?