Ever since he suddenly discovered that he could spit out a few slurred syllables, Yang Gan had been working hard to make sure that he could speak clearly as soon as possible.

It's a pity that he can only talk to himself. In the Cretaceous period, he has not yet discovered a creature that can talk to him.

The only thing he heard, the little lizard, could only say to him at a loss, and even if it sometimes did what he said, it would never be because he understood what he said, but because he knew his request by the tacit understanding of many times; As for his "singing", the little lizard completely expressed a withdrawn attitude.

In the next few days, as long as this little thing heard itself singing, it secretly hid itself in the python skin skirt, did it think that it couldn't find it? I just don't want to bother with it.

On the wasteland, except for some insects hidden deep in the soil, there are only two creatures, one large and one small, not to mention finding a creature that can understand his speech, it is not easy to find a creature that can listen to him.

Finally, when he was about to reach the edge of the River of Death, he encountered such an unlucky giant beast dragon, he immediately seized the opportunity to practice speaking, and asked the giant beast dragon who was struggling desperately under his palm: "Are you convinced?" If you convince, I'll let you go. ”

After thinking about it, he added: "Don't lie to you, really!" ”

The giant beast dragon seemed to have predicted its fate, and it was dying and struggling, knowing that it was about to die. But it will never know that it will die for what is absurd in the Cretaceous.

Because it doesn't speak Chinese.

At this time, it was in a position where it could not exert itself at all, it could do nothing but struggle, and it was completely ignorant of the sound of the dinosaur that was about to destroy its life.

"If you don't answer, you don't accept it. Alas......"

The predator demon shook his head with some regret, sighed, and then slammed his palm.

"Click!"

The Giant Dragon's struggle came to an abrupt end, and the last sound it heard in its life was the breaking of its own neck. And before that, it heard what was probably the only language in the world.

It is not known whether it will feel lucky or unlucky.

Of course, Yang Gan, who deeply understands that "it is okay to die at the end of the day" believes that he will definitely feel that he has died a well-deserved death.

At the same time as the sound of the giant dragon's neck breaking was heard, its two companions let out two low roars, then turned around and ran, only to disappear in an instant. Only two clouds of dust and smoke were left on the wasteland.

When the dust and smoke dissipated, the giant beast dragon that had been twitching after the broken neck also completely lost its life.

A predator demon with his forepaw still resting on the corpse of the giant beast dragon didn't bother to pay attention to the movements of the other two giant beast dragons, he just raised his head and looked ahead, greedily sniffing the breath of water in the air.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

On the wasteland, heavy footsteps echoed in the empty world, and a huge fat dinosaur crocodile ran wildly all the way; On his head, there was a small lizard as steady as the Enlightenment Mountain Range, with small wings swinging gently, proving that it was also in a good mood at this time, and behind them, a thick cloud of smoke and dust did not disperse for a long time.

There was no more clattering barrels, and the thing was finally left untouched; Yang Gan, who shouted that a big river was wide with wide waves, ran wildly until he came to the edge of the River of Death.

Finally, I don't have to look at the endless wilderness and the bones on the road.

As he had expected, the rain made the River of Death "wavy" again.

There are still some emperor crocodiles floating in the mighty river, and some are lying on their stomachs like corpses basking in the sun, but the number is not very large. It is estimated that most of them have left the area, or simply hid in the caves along the river, waiting for the start of the next great migration of the plant-eating dinosaurs.

Yang Gan rushed into the river almost without stopping, and the frightened emperor crocodiles who stopped in front of him fled one after another.

Not to mention, it will be good to eat fat, it looks domineering, rampage, and the crocodiles passing by don't give way to him, they are all knocked away.

"Whoa!"

Finally lying in the warm river water, Yang Qian only felt that the scales and armor on his body were greedily swallowing the river water.

It's so comfortable!

As for the regret of wasting food on the way, let it float away with the river!

That giant beast dragon, Yang Qian didn't have the patience to eat it up in the end, the river was just ahead, and the temptation was too great for him after a long journey in the wasteland.

In order not to leave food for the enemy Wyvern hovering high in the sky, Yang Qian struggled for a long time with the temptation of the river and the principle of not wasting food, and in the end, he dug a pit and buried most of the remaining giant beast dragons.

Then he found some large stones from the wasteland and covered them.

They were all big rocks that were guaranteed to make the wyvern tired and unable to move.

Occasionally doing something lacking in morality, in fact, it feels good.

At least that's what the crocodile demon lying in the river at this time thinks.

Because he was in a good mood, the predator demon even sang a song "The river flows eastward" to the emperor crocodiles who were floating and sinking around. Ignoring the attitude of the surrounding emperor crocodiles,

In this regard, he believes that the reason why these emperor crocodiles do this is purely because of the little bit of murderous aura that they released a little in order to avoid trouble.

I don't know if the current Xiaoyuan Horned Dragons still know themselves or not, anyway, the emperor crocodile in the river has never regarded him as the same kind anymore. With his ferocious aura and heroic singing, there was not a single living creature left on the river around him, except for the numb lizard.

After soaking in the river for a whole day, until all the dust on the scales was washed away by the river, Yang Qian slowly climbed up the river bank under the urging of the little lizard and headed towards the boulder pile.

Gotta lose weight!

Dragging his huge body in the direction of the boulder pile, he once again let out this emotion that he didn't know how many times he had said.

If I'm not mistaken, the territory of the Evolutionary Protoceratosaurus should still be around there.

It's still that reddish-brown land, and countless green plants are growing like crazy. Small lizards shuttle through it, chirping from time to time.

The big dinosaur that had restrained the breath of his whole body walked through the countless herds of beasts, and those small dinosaurs only fled a few steps when they saw him, and many of the larger dinosaurs just made way for him.

In order to enjoy this moment of peace and harmony, Yang Qian tried to resist his desire to sing a song, and the beautiful grassland my home was swirling in his throat for a long time, and finally did not come out.

The female wyvern in the sky came after her again, hovering high in the sky.

Yang Qian was a little annoyed, from the very beginning, this guy was actively looking for trouble, if it hadn't died by itself, the male flying dragon would not have died, then it should honestly find a place to lay eggs now.

I don't worry about it, but now that I'm back in the boulder pile, the little lizard loves to spread joy everywhere when it arrives, what if it sneaks up?

Stop-and-go, Yang Gan, who had not been in a hurry since he arrived at the Boulder Plain, finally arrived at the boulder pile.

The road was an endless wilderness, and even if there were occasional ups and downs, it wasn't enough for him to do anything, so the wyvern was still hovering high in the sky, and he was still thinking about countermeasures.

As night fell, a bright moon gradually filled the deep blue sky.

Yang Gan, who was not in a hurry all the way, felt a little anxious at the last moment, he gave up his night's rest and rushed to the boulder pile overnight.

Just vaguely seeing those messy boulders, Yang Gan's mood improved, and then he felt that his territory was occupied by other dinosaurs.

There was a faint familiar aura in the air, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

The thick limbs made contact with the ground, and there was a thumping footstep sound, which was heard far away in the middle of the night, and he ran all the way with his massive body to the front of the boulder pile.

When he stopped, his eyes were on the front.

In the boulder pile, a familiar figure was on a boulder, quietly watching his arrival.

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