The sky was already overcast, and the light was even darker in the bushes.

The fallen leaves and dead branches rot on the ground, and they are soft when stepped on. Frightened, a large number of reptiles, snakes and scorpions emerged from under the fallen leaves, and they drilled indiscriminately, making people scared and disgusting.

From time to time, the twisted branches cut across the head and neck, hooking the clothes, pulling and pulling and causing great trouble. Occasionally, blood-sucking bugs crawl over, sore and itchy with a bite.

Zhou Qingfeng held the bone stick in one hand and the strange chicken in the other, and moved forward with difficulty. He wanted to find a fire source and roast the strange chicken and eat it. In order to fill his stomach, the hundred-meter road made him suffer enough.

When a few branches were removed, the field of vision suddenly widened, and the smoking fire was in front of him, and Zhou Qingfeng found himself passing through the bushes and coming to a small river beach. The 'fire spot' I saw before was actually a bonfire by the river.

It seems that someone stopped here for a short time to rest.

This discovery surprised and delighted Zhou Qingfeng, and he subconsciously thought that he had encountered the same kind, which was better than running around in the wild alone.

But there was no one around the campfire, only a few random stones formed a fire pit, and in it were a few pieces of firewood that had not yet been burned.

Zhou Qingfeng carefully looked left and right, and found that there were two ruts rolling on the sand by the river beach, and a series of footprints covering the front and back. The trails cut through the low bushes and submerged from one end of the river beach to the other.

It was supposed to be a convoy of people out in the wild, probably seven or eight people.

The stones in the fire pit were still a little hot, and the convoy shouldn't have gone far.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't care about eating 'chicken roasted mushrooms', he hurriedly ran and chased after the rut marks on the ground. This may be his only chance to get out of trouble, and he must not let it go.

After chasing for a kilometer or two, running out of breath, Zhou Qingfeng felt that his throat was on fire. He relied on a strong will to survive and kept trekking on the rugged mountain roads.

The howl of monsters sounded in the bushes, the cold wind was blowing hard, and the shadows on both sides of the river beach did not know how many dangers were hidden, all of which could not stop Zhou Qingfeng's advance.

When Zhou Qingfeng was tired and almost out of strength, he staggered onto a low slope, and saw a simple carriage moving slowly dozens of meters away. He immediately shouted 'Hey' with joy and kept waving his hand......

The carriage pulled a large cage. The cage was small, and there was a big man curled up in it, his hands and feet tied. On either side of the cage stood seven or eight ...... with spears, goblins.

it!

These green-skinned monsters are not tall and have a coat of coarse hair. They have flat faces, thick nostrils, pointed ears, and mouths with tiny fangs, making them extremely ugly.

Even if it was a distance of dozens of meters, Zhou Qingfeng still saw the situation on the other side clearly. His heart tightened, he stayed for a long time, and immediately turned around and ran - the original expectation was completely wrong, and the driving team was not the same kind at all.

The green-skinned goblins also saw Zhou Qingfeng, and these brainless guys found that they had a numerical advantage, and immediately shouted 'Okeok', wielding rudimentary weapons such as spears and axes, and chased after them with their little short legs.

In order to chase this convoy, Zhou Qingfeng was already tired like a dog. The key is that he is reluctant to give up his strange chicken of ten or twenty pounds, and he has been carrying it and not letting go - now it's okay, as soon as the strange chicken is lost, he carries his bone stick and runs away.

Seven goblins were divided into two guard prisoner cars, and the other five called Chirp came to chase Zhou Qingfeng. When they caught up with the dirt slope, they saw the strange chicken that had been dropped. The two goblins immediately fought to grab the trophy.

The remaining goblins continued to chase ......

After chasing for dozens of meters, the distance between the three goblins was more than ten meters. The goblin running in front suddenly found that he was the only one who caught up, even if it was only a few meters away from Uncle Zhou, who had soft legs and weak feet, it actually stopped.

Uncle Zhou was forced to jump off the wall in a hurry, he was afraid that his physical strength would be exhausted, so he simply lowered his heart, held the bone stick, and turned around and shouted in a dumb voice: "Lao Tzu fought with you." ”

Zhou Qingfeng returned to the appearance of a fifteen-year-old man, with a height of 1.68 meters and a weight of more than 50 kilograms. God didn't deliberately weaken him, but gave him a good body.

The goblin in pursuit was only one meter and two three, and his weight was less than half of his. Against opponents who are larger in size and strength than themselves, these green-skinned monsters have always relied on their numerical superiority. If there is no numerical advantage......

Goblins don't have any concept of fair dueling, they are mean and cunning, and it is their habit to see the wind and rudder. If there are not enough of them and the opponent is ruthless enough, they will immediately lose their morale and quickly flee.

The goblin in front of his head stopped his feet, and then Zhou Qingfeng screamed, turned his head and ran.

This form reverses in the blink of an eye.....

When the other goblins chasing after saw that their companions were fleeing, they thought they had been ambushed, so they turned around and ran.

Zhou Qingfeng, who was anxious, really mustered up the courage and waved the bone stick and began to counterattack.

On the dirt slope, two goblins competing for the strange chicken were chirping and scuffling, and suddenly they saw the three companions who were pursuing them fleeing back in the blink of an eye.

The goblin who fell at the end happened to be caught up by Zhou Qingfeng, and was hit hard by the round bone stick.

The greenskins are not tall, and when they are chasing, they scream at 'Oak Oak', and when they run away, they also scream at 'Oak Oak'. Seeing that their companions were beaten on the head and bleeding, they also shouted 'Oak Oak' non-stop.

One goblin fell, and the others panicked.

The two snatchers also ran away, and even the prisoner cart who was watching the prisoner cart behind felt that something was wrong, so they slipped away in a panic.

By the time Zhou Qingfeng climbed up the dirt slope again panting, the goblin team that had dared to run to pick his tiger whiskers just now had already run into the bushes by the river beach, and there was no trace of them. Only the prisoner car was still parked on the road, and the imprisoned man was staring at him coldly.

Zhou Qingfeng was almost paralyzed from exhaustion, sitting on the dirt slope with his buttocks, unable to move. After resting for more than ten minutes, he regained some strength and walked to the prisoner car step by step.

This prisoner cart is also strange, it is two huge wolves that pull the cart. Finding Zhou Qingfeng approaching, the two wolves bared their teeth in protest and let out a low roar.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't dare to approach the wolf, so he could only observe from behind the car.

The cage of the prisoner cart was simply tied with a wooden stick, and what trapped the big man was a few thick and tough rattans. He stared at Dahan, and Dahan was staring at him.

This big man from another world is ugly and thick, with a face like the bottom of a pot, pitted holes, a pair of bull's eyes, and a fierce face. When Zhou Qingfeng tried to open the cage, the big man said contemptuously: "Boy, you look very weak. Think about it. ”

"Think about what?" Zhou Qingfeng found that he could understand the 'lingua franca' spoken by the other party, and the Chinese he spoke was automatically translated.

Dahan continued, "Opening this cage means making enemies of the Magru tribe who rule here. A rookie like you will be in a cage like me in a few days. ”

Sounds scary......

"Are you a good person or a bad person?"

"There are probably no good people in this world, and it would be better for you to think of me as a bad person. So you'd better think it through. ”

"You're really interesting, you were locked in a cage and actually persuaded me not to save me." Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head with a wry smile, and said decisively: "But I hate goblins, and I'm completely unfamiliar with the environment here, so I'd better let you out." ”