The jackals left the sand dejectedly, and the tribal fishmen resumed their cheerful lunchtime, roasting meat and skewers.

When the goblin's iron pot came, the tribal fish people could stew it.

When it comes to gnolls, tribal fishmen are wary but not afraid.

The strength of the fish-man warriors is not below that of the gnolls, and their agility is far greater than that of the gnolls, and a one-on-one fish-man warrior can surely defeat a gnolloll warrior.

The White Fish Man leaned back on a stone chair in the territory square, holding a skewer of grilled fish in his hand, and ate it in small bites from time to time. His eyes were fixed on a roaring bonfire, and his mind was thinking about how to punish the goblins.

Goblins have a talent for making iron, and I don't know if they can be learned by the fish.

A panicked cry suddenly reached the ears of the Whitefishman, interrupting the Whitefishman's thoughts.

"Oh no, Lan Ji doesn't know where she went, I can't find her!"

Lan Ji, the only fish-man girl in the tribe, was only half a year old, and she was carried on Scar's back to escape the pursuit of the Naga warriors.

"Did Lan Ji go to the ice lake?"

"I didn't see it here. ”

The ice lake has a wide line of sight, and everyone will not find that Lan Ji runs to the ice lake.

Moreover, the water depth of the ice lake is more than half a meter, and the water temperature is cold, so it is really not a place for children to play.

The tribesmen quickly concluded that the bear child probably took advantage of everyone's lack of attention and ran into the dense forest alone to play.

There are many dangers in the dense forest, even the strong female warrior Lan was almost killed under the sneak attack of the bloodthirsty spider, and a small fish-man ran into the dense forest, what a big danger it would encounter.

Lan Ji's parents died at the hands of Naga, and she has no siblings, so it can be said that the entire tribe is her only support.

Facing the nervous gaze of the tribesmen, the Whitefish people quickly made a decision.

There is Naga meat in the territory, which is crucial to the white fish people, and someone must guard the territory.

"Elder Lan Qi continues to lead the defense of the Stand Gate. ”

"The people of the hunting team are responsible for guarding the territory, and temporarily obey Lan Qi's command. If there is any danger, come to the dense forest and report it to me. ”

"Scar and Lan Ji will follow me to the jungle to retrieve Lan Ji. ”

The white fishman has already written down the breath of the entire tribe, and among them, he is even more impressed by the breath of the only little girl in the tribe, and with his beard, he should be able to find the little fishman girl Lan Ji quickly.

Without further ado, the order was given, and the Whitefishman walked towards the dense forest with Scar and Blue Silk.

The beard of the white fish man locked on the breath of Lan Ji, carefully perceived and detected, and judged the long-term time according to the strength of the remaining breath, and it was not long before it was discovered.

Lan Ji climbed the ravine between the sand and the dense forest and entered the dense forest.

With a wave of his hand, the white fish man climbed into the dense forest with Scar and Lan Ji, and galloped away quickly in pursuit of Lan Ji's breath.

At this time, Lan Ji, as the tribe fishman thought, was carrying out his own adventure game in the dense forest.

When the clansmen were hunting, they thought they were too small and refused to take themselves into the dense forest, and at this time, while the clansmen were all having lunch, Lan Ji finally ran out secretly.

It was also Lan Ji's surprisingly good luck that he didn't encounter any dangerous creatures along the way.

With a little fishman who is half a year old, about one meter tall, and a thin figure, even a black-skinned wild boar can take half of her life.

In the dense forest, you can see new branches and sprouting brown trees everywhere, and on the ground and under the rocks, all kinds of bright flowers that have just emerged, accompanied by weeds and mosquitoes, all make Lan Ji, who has never seen the style of land, feel incredible and interested.

"Smack!" Lan Ji was afraid of a thumb-sized insect flying around him with buzzing insects.

The little fishman only ate half a slice of barbecue at noon and ran out, and after walking in the dense forest for a while, he happened to be a little hungry, so he put the insect in his mouth to see if he could eat it.

Due to the death of his parents, there is no one to take care of him, and when he lives in the sea on weekdays, the little fishman is also so unscrupulous, and he stuffs any sea worm into his mouth.

The taste was unexpectedly delicious, and the little fishman Lan Ji's eyes lit up, and he began to take the initiative to look for this milky white flying insect.

"Bang Bang!" The sound of both palms sounded continuously, and the white flying insect knew the power of the little fishman, so he began to take the initiative to avoid Lan Ji.

Not to mention, the speed of this white flying insect is not slow, and after starting to take the initiative to dodge, the difficulty of Lan Ji to succeed in catching it has skyrocketed.

With a playful mentality and full of patience, the little fishman chased the white flying insects in the dense forest, and unconsciously ran a long distance.

I also caught seven or eight delicious white flying insects, and I ate them with relish.

It's just that when he comes back to his senses, the little fishman finds that he can't find the way back.

Looking around, there are exactly the same brown trees, exactly the same bushes.

"Gee, that's bad. Finding the predicament, the little fishman Lan Ji stopped chasing the white flying insects.

Above the dense forest, the sun still falls into the forest, moistening the greenery in between.

"I remember when I first came, the sun was in that direction. ”

"If you go back in this direction, you should be able to go back. ”

The little fishman Lan Ji cleverly thought of relying on the sun to find direction.

So he decided on this direction and walked forward.

This method was indeed correct, but unfortunately Lan Ji didn't notice it, and more than two hours had passed since she entered the forest.

The sun crossed the middle of midday and came to an angle in the opposite direction.

It seemed to be the right direction, but in fact, Lan Ji went in the opposite direction.

There were almost no differences everywhere in the dense forest, and Lan Ji didn't realize that he was going in the wrong direction.

It wasn't until he walked briskly for more than an hour that Lan Ji felt that something was wrong, the road he came from was not so long.

Continuing to walk out of a forest, a familiar aura of blue light appeared in front of him.

"Huh, how can you have the breath of the Great Fishman Venerable?" Lan Ji quickened his pace, and saw a large rock standing in the clearing in front of him.

The breath of the white fish man came from under the big rock.

On the big rock, there is also a strong fishman wielding a three-pointed halberd, which is very similar to the Venerable.

"This is the boundary stone set up by His Holiness, I won't be to the edge of the territory, will I?" Lan Ji stood in place.

The Whitefish People had spoken in public about the edge of the territory and the surrounding forces in the tribe last night, so all the clansmen knew about the existence of the Boundary Stone.

"Gnolls, bear monsters, unknown monsters to the east...... "Where have you been?" Lan Qi looked curiously at the other side of the clearing.

It seems that the woods on the opposite side are no different from the territory of the tribe.

"Bang bang bang. There was a rhythmic vibration on the ground.