"I'm sorry for your trouble, I think I should have spoken first. Roque was tempted to find a hole to get into, but a wonderful misunderstanding had arisen and he had to keep playing.

Raina didn't know how to answer, did she have to say no, she was struggling, should she invite Roque to sit down first, and then go and get dressed.

"Ah, why don't you get dressed first. Roque had a big head for a while, and he chose to quit the tent first, but the next moment he suddenly realized that he couldn't say this.

Roque stood outside the tent, his heart was dead, and with Raina's wisdom, it was impossible not to think that he had seen it.

"I shouldn't have come to Angela. ”

As Roque had predicted, Raina stood on the spot, never expecting that he would be able to see whether he should be happy or unhappy.

"Mom, what are you doing. Angela woke up at this time, and she was full of curiosity to see Raina in a daze with her clothes.

On the top of the mountain, next to the rocks, there are two people sitting on the cyan boulder, overlooking the village of Yali from here, and everything is in full view.

Roque didn't set foot in the tent again, he didn't know how he left, maybe he was pulled away by Angela, in short, he was not in the mood to speak at the moment.

Angela, who was kept in the dark, was not happy, Raina didn't care about it, why did Roque look so wrong, they must have something to hide from themselves.

Curiosity is the nature of children, and no one can be an exception, especially when there is a problem with the person she values the most, Angela is itching.

"Roque, can you tell me what's going on and why mom looks weird, I want to know the answer. Angela looked at each other curiously.

"It should be fine, maybe due to yesterday's events, Gera I have a task for you. Roque didn't want to dwell on the issue, so he digressed from the subject.

"Okay. Angela didn't want to get to the bottom of Roque's perfunctory, and since the other party didn't want to say it, she had to give up.

"Don't worry, Roque, Jingke is in good shape, and we can protect the village. Angela knew what the other party was going to say and assured in advance.

"It's so clever, it's a waste of tongue in my province. Roque smiled and touched the other's head, then slowly stood up.

"Are you going now?"

"Yes, the village of Jera will leave it to you. ”

"Come back early, Roque. ”

No one could tell Roque where the hell was in the Black Valley, he could only look in the direction that the bandit said, and he believed that the other party would not deceive him in this matter, otherwise even if he broke into hell, he would have to be skinned and cramped.

"Man, I've got to leave for a while, but I can't rest assured that I'll leave Ari Village, so I'll ask you to wait for me here. Touching the black sword, Roque didn't take it with him, he needed it more than he did.

With his own strength, there should not be many people who can threaten him in this land, and even if he is defeated, it is not difficult to retreat with his whole body.

It was not too early, and Roque never said goodbye to anyone else, he took a horse and left alone, leaving a trail of dust on the ground.

Riding a horse is not an easy task, and Roque has not had much access to horses as a soldier, just a complete infantry pawn. And the newborn Roque didn't even smell the horses, they were too expensive, and even so, at the moment he was surprisingly steady on horseback.

"Maybe that's the benefit of strength, the ability to control the body as you like. ”

Already far away from the village of Yari, Roque found some marks on the ground, and was sure that he was not on the wrong path, and that the group had come from this direction.

Roque had been on the road, he didn't feel tired, and didn't think to stop unless it was the horse he was riding that needed a break.

The sun began to set slowly in the distance, and as far as the eye could see, the Xiling Plateau was dark, and some demonic beasts had begun to move, and the night would be their gluttonous feast.

Almost with the naked eye, you can see some huge figures in the distance, they are natural hunters, and they are targeted only to pray that they can die a little more comfortably.

Some people say that the Xiling Plateau is the accumulation of countless blood and bones, and this is also said to a certain extent, and this vast land has always been a meat grinding ground.

It plays the role of the overseer of the survival of the fittest, and for thousands of years, this cycle has left the strongest behind and taken away countless weak ones, and survival is the truth.

Only by comprehending the true meaning can we live a better life and have more infinite possibilities.

As night fell, Roque rested under a leeward hill, a large piece of spine roasted by a bonfire, and not far from him lay a beast the size of a calf.

He wasn't interested in hunting monsters tonight, so he unleashed the aura of a high-level warrior to make it difficult for the hunters to retreat.

Of course, if he encounters someone who doesn't give up, Roque is still very interested in doing it, after all, those who can withstand the breath of high-level warriors must be powerful demonic beasts, and their magic cores are even more advanced.

The night was uneventful, the campfire was gradually extinguished at dawn, and with Roque present, the horse had no need to worry about his own safety, and he was well rested.

The spirited horse began to gallop on Roque's back, as if to vent the overflowing energy.

There are fewer and fewer traces on the ground, after all, this is the West Ridge Plateau, and it won't let the traces of the past linger for too long, but Roque is not worried, he knows that he has been moving in the right direction.

As the terrain grew low, a small stream came into view, and Roque took a break to recuperate, surrounded by sparse vegetation that was more lush than elsewhere.

Woohoo!

The horse, having drunk his water, was feasting on the low bushes, when a strange seed floated from the creek, and Roque cut it off.

"It was a thorny seed. ”

Roc recognized its identity, this plant was extremely vigorous, and if you entered the area where they grew in the wild, you would definitely be tormented by the thorns on those rattan and go crazy.

Many aristocrats liked to use them to renovate their estates, and using them as a fence wall was a natural barrier.

"No! This is no ordinary thorn. ”

Roque sensed something strange from the seed, although it was very subtle, but the aura that belonged to the fluctuation of magic power could not deceive people.

"Hopefully it won't let me down. Roque went up the stream, trying to see if the thorn was what he had imagined.

Walking two hundred meters along the winding stream, Roque saw a hole in the middle of a puddle, which should be very dark in color.

At the edge of the waterhole grew a thorn half a man tall, and it grew in a raised bag of earth, and its slender rattans, covered with terrible spikes, stretched out and scattered, and looked like it was not unlike what I had remembered, but its rhizome was a strange dark red.

Those fruits were about to turn into seeds, and the magic of some fruits fluctuated greatly, and Roque could feel it if he was a little more serious.

"It's a thorny thorn that's mutating. ”

Of course, Roque would not let the other party continue to grow in this place, this is a thorn that can become a potion of thorns, and its value is immeasurable.

He could imagine that if Yali Village could master the cultivation of thorns, then it would mean a steady stream of wealth, which would undoubtedly be a qualitative improvement for Yali Village in the initial stage.

Potions are a favorite of wizards, and they can be refined into suitable potions, which can increase the cultivation speed of warriors. The functions are varied, and what Roque encountered in the cave was the potion of fire crushing, but he drank it.

Because of the magic of potions, it is very difficult to cultivate, and the cost is immeasurable, and it can be cultivated in the royal family's estate. These factors were not on Roque's radar, and he believed that Angela could do a good job, after all, there was no one more suitable to take care of plants than the Whisperer.

"Looking at the appearance of the thorns, it will take some time before the complete transformation, should I go and solve the matter of the Black Valley first. ”

Roque felt a little distressed, he was afraid that after he left, the thorns would be owned by others, there were too many uncertainties, and anything could happen in this land.

"Who are you and how did you end up here?"

Just as Roque was distressed, a voice came from behind him.

"Don't move! ”

As a burst of aroma hit, Roque found that he had an extra cold knife on his neck, clinging to his skin, and the slightest movement could hurt him.

"Miss, slow down, pay attention to safety, I can't let you have an accident, I swore it. At this moment, a simple-looking young man walked not far away.

Roque was secretly surprised that the other party was actually an intermediate warrior, and the girl who held him hostage was about fifteen or sixteen years old, just a junior warrior.

"Can you put the knife down first, I think it's just a misunderstanding between us, and I have no ill intentions. Roque said calmly.

"Who knows, this vine is mine, and I won't let you touch it. The girl warned, but the knife around Roque's neck was slowly lowered.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see that this thorn was someone else's property, how do you prove it's yours?" Roque turned slowly.

"You, are you blind?" saw the other party's face, and a look of surprise appeared on the girl's handsome face.

At this time, the honest-faced young man walked up to the girl's side and warned Roque viciously: "Don't do anything crooked to Miss, otherwise I want you to look good." ”

"Little girl, you haven't answered my question, how do you prove that the thorn is yours. Roque was not surprised by the girl's surprise, and as for the honest young man's unkind gaze, he directly chose to ignore it.

"Of course I was able to prove that it was mine, because I fed it with the demon's child, otherwise it would have been just an ordinary plant. The girl said confidently.

"Demon child, what is that?" Roque was a little puzzled, and there was a faint bad feeling in his heart.

"Children of the devil are children born of sin, and they are not meant to live. It was the honest boy who spoke, and he explained simply.

"Don't mind if I look at those demon kids. Roque asked thoughtfully, symbolically.

"You want to see them?" the girl was a little puzzled, and then kindly advised, "They are symbols of sin, and it will be bad luck to see them, Uncle Ah Dun said that they were taken by the Creator as soon as they were born, and he asked me to feed this magic vine with them, so that I could atone for their sins." ”

"Thank you for the reminder, but I'm going to take a look, you know, people's curiosity is terrifying. ”

The thorny bulge was soft, and Roque quickly opened a hole, at which point he stopped flipping, for he had already spotted the so-called demon children.

The remains of the babies in the dirt were shocking, and judging by the skeletal development, the girls were not lying, and the babies died shortly after birth.

"Are you from the Black Valley?" Roque turned his back to them, his eyes cold and murderous.