On the boulder plain, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and a restless atmosphere begins to surge in the field, among all the plant-eating dinosaurs.

The dry season is coming, and all the dinosaurs with the surname of plant food are about to face a shortage of food. Soon, they had to travel long distances, crossing the River of Death, stepping into the Wonderland, and finding new habitats to get enough food.

Because at this time, most of the plant-eating animals have to drag their families with their mouths, and the dinosaurs that are only half the size and not small are the most able to eat.

The words of half the size of the child eating the poor man are not only applicable to human beings.

Groups of dinosaurs gradually gathered around the leaders of the group, gradually moving in the direction of the River of Death, and converging with other groups of dinosaurs with the surname of Phytofood, slowly forming a wild river of life where all beasts rushed together.

The earth was so dry that the scorching sun seemed to distort the space. The dust brought up by the running dinosaurs formed a long line of smoke that did not disperse for a long time.

At this time, the dinosaurs surnamed Zhishi, no longer saw the cowardice and timidity in the past, they lined up, and all the slightly stronger adult dragons consciously walked on the periphery of the team, covering the little dinosaurs in the middle of the team with their bodies.

Even when facing the hunting of carnivorous dinosaurs, those old and weak dinosaurs will take the initiative to meet them and buy time for the team to move forward.

Even Yang Gan, who had already seen this scene, was no longer so surprised, but he still couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. At this time, he was lying quietly in the middle of a group of protoceratops, and there was a group of small ceratops playing around him.

Since returning to the Boulder Plain and finding no more clues from the Queen, Yang Qian has found the descendants of these three evolved protoceratops, and has been wandering around them, and those little ceratops obviously remember him, and often sneak out of the team to play with him.

Because of the trust they had with the little horned dragon mothers, after the first few days of vigilance, the mothers let the little horned dragons play with him.

At this moment, the big crocodile demon that dominates the rivers and the big crocodile demon that crisscrosses the mountains is like a kind father, allowing these little horned dragons to revolve around him.

This worked, at least gradually, and all the ceratosaurs went from being scattered at the first sight of him, then to vigilance, and finally to becoming accustomed to it.

The range of activities of the baby ceratops is very limited, and they must be under the protection of their parents. And the place where Yang Qian stays is always outside this range, when the little horned dragons play near him, they can eat better food; Instead of being protected in the group, they can only eat the leftovers of a fixed place.

Tempted by food, these little horned dragons "betrayed" faster, playing with him almost every time they saw him coming, as well as the little green lizard waiting on his head.

They never know that this big, "kind" and "kind" friend in their eyes will always let the harmless-looking and cute little lizard clean the remaining flesh between their teeth before they come to them. And these shredded meat are likely to be the last traces left by their kind in this world.

In short, this is the story of a ferocious crocodile demon who put on a hypocritical mask, and then pretended to be a special protoceratosaurus and blended into the team of migrating plant-eating dinosaurs.

In this story, there is a conspiracy - a certain dinosaur wants to observe whether the little horned dragon can evolve and may be abducted at any time; There is deception - the dinosaur eats meat every day, even the same kind of lesser-horned dragons, but in the eyes of the less-horned dragons, they are more motherly and father-like beings; There is betrayal - the little horned dragon was tempted and shamefully circled around the dinosaur every day.

At this time, the protagonist of the story is lying peacefully on the ground scorched by the scorching sound, enjoying the frolic of the small horned dragons around him.

Driven by the little horned dragons, not only the surrounding ceratops relaxed their vigilance against him, but even those botanical dinosaurs who came from a long journey and joined the team also seemed to regard him as their own kind and had no vigilance against him.

The migratory procession did not go fast at first, and as time went on, the procession grew larger and larger, and by the time they reached the river of death, it had become a vast herd of black and oppressive beasts, like an ocean.

It's time to cross the river.

The emperor crocodiles can't wait, countless carnivorous dinosaurs are watching around the herd, and countless carnivorous dragons have gathered on the other side of the river.

The leaders of the three evolved Protoceratops were still at the top of the line, and the dinosaur crocodiles mixed in the line stood upright, and their backs could be faintly seen.

Mixed in the middle of the herd of beasts, the dinosaur crocodile was surrounded by countless dragon beasts, and the restless atmosphere seemed to be infected even to him. The little ones around them were even more restless, jumping up and down, while the adult Protoceratops on their periphery surrounded them tightly with a wall formed by their bodies.

Of course, the dinosaur was also surrounded in the middle.

At this moment, Yang Qian had forgotten a little that the dinosaurs around him who were "protecting" him were actually food in his eyes.

Finally, the river crossing begins!

The three chiefs still took the lead, shouting without hesitation, and rushed into the river, followed by thousands of horses.

Yang Qian couldn't see the scene in the river, at this time, as a "pseudo-horned dragon", he was honestly staying where he should be, even the little empty-tailed lizard.

But he could imagine what was going on in the river. The white fangs of the countless emperor crocodiles must be eager to pierce the skin of these ceratosaurs and tear them to pieces.

Especially after the second batch of horned dragons jumped down, Yang Qian could imagine how crazy the emperor crocodiles in the river would be.

Because when the strong ceratops behind the leader jumped into the river, the second group that jumped down was basically some old, weak, sick and disabled - most of them jumped down and could no longer get up, feeding the emperor crocodiles in the river, allowing the small ceratops behind to pass safely.

This is also the least number of people who have come ashore, a large number of ceratosaurs jumped down with a puff, but only 12 out of 10 landed, and most of them became the prey of the emperor crocodiles, or slept forever at the bottom of the river.

The first group of ceratosaurs was strong enough to occupy enough range on the other side of the bank to prevent the surrounding hordes of carnivorous dinosaurs from interrupting the migration of the entire group, while the second group was purely self-depleting.

Because of these old, weak, sick and disabled, even the tenths and twelves who came ashore were destined to be consumed on the migration path of that miracle continent.

Survival and reproduction are always the two main themes of life.

If it is for the reproduction of the whole race, the survival of the individual becomes irrelevant.

This is the law of nature, these old, weak, sick and disabled were also "protected" by their predecessors in this way when they were young, and now it is time for them to "protect" their younger generations.

It was difficult for Yang Qian to understand that these dinosaurs, when they were scattered across the field, would flee if they encountered even the slightest movement.

But how do they keep such order when they migrate, how do they achieve such division of labor and cooperation, including those dinosaurs who know that they will not hesitate to die, why do they have such miraculous discipline?

This may only come down to the miraculous evolution of nature and the miracle of life.

I thought that the herd of beasts migrating from the Boulder Plain would have an easier road, after all, there were many fewer carnivorous dinosaurs here, and the road was not so far. But when he saw the countless dinosaurs that used their lives and death to pave the way for the underage descendants behind him in front of the River of Death, Yang Qian was still shocked.

In shock, he realized that he was wrapped in the team and had marched to the river of death.

Seeing the dense floating corpses of ceratosaurs and the emperor crocodiles rolling over for food in the murky river from a distance, he was a little stunned for a while, so that he almost didn't have time to stop the little dinosaur cubs who were jumping into the river in a hurry.

If these little guys jumped down with the rumbling team, they would definitely lose a lot, and he didn't want his hard work to be in vain.

After stopping the little horned dragons, he moved his limbs, took a deep breath, and took all the steps, blending in with the surrounding ceratops, and ran towards the river.

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