"Yes, I spent a few years with him in that dark place, and I didn't expect him to die." Da Mu felt very surprised, the appearance of the little man in the distance did not change at all.

"He's hungry like that?" Seinfeld looked at the little man incredulously, compared to his kind, the difference is too exaggerated, it is a complete failure.

"Will Hungry Roar get out of the canyon?" Feitian asked with some concern, after all, the camp was too close to the canyon.

"Don't worry, don't worry, at least Hungry Roar won't leave the canyon for the next two days." Oki said affirmatively.

Hearing the other party's assurance, Feitian relaxed slightly, turned his eyes to Seinfeld, and said with some curiosity: "Seinfeld, you are so good, a look makes Xingna and the others willing to stay in the camp." ”

"Master Seinfeld, what kind of eyes did you use?" At first, my curiosity was aroused.

"A trusting look, of course." Seinfeld quickly avoided her gaze and reminded Damu, "Your friend is leaving, won't you go up and say hello?" ”

Da Mu nodded, took a few steps forward, and shouted to the little man who was about to leave, "Damn! ”

Hearing the sound, the little man immediately pricked up his ears and looked around nervously, only to find that Da Mu was looking at him, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly ran over.

"Damn!"

"Damn!"

"Damn!"

"Damn!"

The two sides held hands and stumbled as they spoke, their faces full of joy.

Seinfeld and the three were petrified on the spot, and this method of communication was too unheard of.

"Seinfeld, do you know how they use this word to express so much content?" Feitian's face twitched a little, and he asked in surprise.

"Maybe it's a different tone." Seinfeld's hairs stood on end, guessing.

"I feel like the tone is the same." At the beginning, I can't describe my mood at the moment.

"Damn!"

"Damn!"

"Da Mu pause, friends should be celebrated, but we are now in the canyon of hunger, and your words should also be stopped." Seinfeld reminded in a whisper at the cheerful Oki.

"Seinfeld's not relying on it, it's language." Da Mu took the little man's hand and walked up to him and corrected.

"Holy!" Seinfeld felt a headache, and Fei Tian nodded sympathetically.

"Damn!" Hearing Seinfeld's words, the little man's eyes lit up and he stared at him curiously.

"Let me introduce you, this is Dirty, my friend." Damu pointed at him, and then pointed at Seinfeld and them one by one in a series of words.

"Seinfeld, I hate this word." Feitian couldn't stand it anymore.

"It's amazing how a word can become a language." Chu looked at the big tree that was gushing with admiration.

"Can Da Mu be quieter, if he alarms the hungry roar, it will be a big trouble." Seinfeld patiently reminded again.

Hungry and bloodthirsty, they are also sleepy, and as long as their belly is not noisy, they are keen to sleep, which also causes Seinfeld to hear the most on the way is the snoring of coarse mines.

"Poof!"

"Seinfeld, I know why the vegetation in the canyon is scarce, and it's all smoked to death by fart." Feitian said through gritted teeth.

"yes, that's a great life." Seinfeld said with a sigh on his face.

"Haha! Hungry Roar is very good at farting, and the food they eat is very unclean. Oki explained with a smile.

"Damn!" Dirt Ke also expressed his opinion, but it was just a word that no one else could understand except him and Damu.

"You guys." Chu was ashamed and annoyed, and walked in front alone.

Perhaps thanks to Lady Luck, Seinfeld and the others arrived safely at their destination, which was already in the middle of the Hungry Roar Canyon, and a passage that could only be entered sideways appeared in the cliff face.

"Seinfeld, Dirty can say, he heard that voice too, right in the deepest part of this passage." Oki said.

"Damn!" Dirt Ke somewhat understood, Seinfeld was their head, and responded to him, and then entered the passage first.

"Alright, let's go." Seinfeld leaned sideways into the passage.

Rustling! Rustling! There was a sound of clothes rubbing against the cliff wall in the passage, Seinfeld and they walked very slowly, this passage was too narrow, of course, it was much easier for Damu and dirt, even Chu, it was only because he was bigger.

"I'm just now discovering that being short is a good thing." Seinfeld smiled bitterly.

"Who said it wasn't, fortunately Aunt Chen didn't come, otherwise it would have been blocked." Although Feitian is not strong, his skeleton is large, and it is more difficult for Song Fei to walk.

"At least you can't get in here, and our safety is guaranteed." Ohki said something pleasant.

Burst!

"Dirty, I really shouldn't let you go ahead." Seinfeld immediately stopped breathing, the passage was facing the wind, the natural vent, and I saw a stream of green gas floating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I'd love to bet on its back door." Feitian spat out.

"Damn!"

"The smell is not very strong, but he said that he was very sorry, and he would be quieter next time." Oki acted as a translator.

"Be quiet next time?" At the beginning, it had already collapsed.

"Damu and the filth can be said, next time let it do something good, swallow the things it releases by yourself, we all can't stand it." Seinfeld took a few breaths in quick succession and demanded.

"Hopefully it's not been a long road." Feitian prayed in his heart.

The idea was good, but the reality was cruel, the passage was very long, it took them almost twice as long to get here from the entrance to the canyon, they didn't know what time it was, and the only thing that told the time was the slender white line above their heads.

"It's not dark yet, Ned, has your friend been here before?" Seinfeld asked, looking at the glimmer of heaven above his head.

"Damn!"

"Damn."

"Seinfeld, it's hard to say it's afraid to come here, there's something here that scares it, and today is the first time." Oki asked and explained.

Burst!

"Mom! This is the first time, Seinfeld I want to kill him. "Feitian is already on the verge of madness, when will this stinking and long passage come to an end.

"Brother, don't be angry, it's already very quiet." Daki hurriedly explained.

"Huh." Seinfeld didn't know what else he could say, did he kill this bastard in front of him, then wouldn't the bad sin before be in vain, but fortunately, the light ahead gave him hope.

"Ahh You bastard. Fei Tian, who walked out of the passage, pressed Dirt Ke to the ground, but the fist he picked up was grabbed by Seinfeld.

"Take it easy, he's our friend." Seinfeld said helplessly.

"Damn!" There was a look of fear in his eyes, and he looked at them in a daze, completely unaware of what he had done wrong.

"Let's take a look at this place first." Oki reached out and pulled him up.

It is a circular cave with a not smooth cliff face and exposed with black rocks that are hard with strange carvings and a faint smell of rust.

"It's really incredible, who carved out this place in the black salt layer, although this stone is useless, but the texture is hard, and it can rank among the top five in the universe, incredible." Daki praised from the bottom of his heart.

"If the whole canyon is of this texture, it is really impregnable, and instead of marveling at these black robas, it is better to see what kind of tree this tree is." Seinfeld walked to the center, where there was a three-meter-tall tree in front of him.

In fact, Seinfeld will not mention, everyone will also notice that in this space, the only thing that can bring light is this strange tree, a mushroom-shaped tree, with willow-like hanging leaves, with a dark blue color all over its body.

Everyone gathered under the tree, Feitian pulled out a short dagger, and made a cut on the trunk of the tree, but did not leave a trace, Seinfeld was also surprised to find that those leaves were very tough, and he couldn't pull a single one.

Woohoo!

The ancient voice sounded again, and Dirt Ke instantly lay on the ground, and Da Mu looked excited, reaching out to touch the tree, his expression showing piety.

"Master Seinfeld, I have a feeling that this tree seems to be conscious, but it doesn't seem to have malicious intent." At the beginning of the heart, I said what I felt in my heart.

"It's a strange feeling, this shouldn't be the altar of life, I have a feeling of blood boiling." Feitian was puzzled, and a strong sense of belonging emerged in his heart.

The heart was surging, the voice was mixed with a long-lost sense of familiarity, and a vague picture flashed quickly in Seinfeld's mind, the vicissitudes of life, there were some backs, and he saw the brilliant stars.

"Life never falls!" An immortal cry rang out in Seinfeld's mind.

Everyone's hearts were shocked, and their eyes fell on the tree at the same time, the trunk seemed to lead to the distant unknown, and when the figure arrived, it slowly walked from far to near, giving people the feeling of walking tens of thousands of light years.

The figure walked out of the trunk of the tree naturally, as if out of its own door, without feeling out of place, an old hungry roar, the years had worn down his body, his whole body drooping with shrunken folded skin, emaciated and haggard, with some inky black carvings on his neck, and his hunched back arched upwards like a hill.

Hungry and cloudy, his eyes clouded, and he trembled and clutched a cane, tied with a buckskin belt, and covered with the teeth of beasts.

"Forgive me for looking ugly, anyway, I can't see where I want to go, I'm all from the same race, so I don't need to be like this." The hungry old man reached out of his crutches and directly set up the dirt.

"Damn?" Dirt Ke was extremely dazed, staring at the hungry old man blankly.

"Hungry Elder, do you know the identity of Filth?" Oki asked nervously.

"I don't know, I only know the source, they used to be the kings of our clan, but I didn't expect the descendants to become like this." The hungry old man said with some sadness, and then his eyes fell on Damu: "Child, do you know where your source is?" “

"I am a swamp life, what source can I have." Daki replied a little dazedly.

"As long as it is life, it always has its own source, and you need to find it yourself." The hungry old man reminded.

"Are we enemies?" Seeing the hungry old man staring at him, Feitian asked with some weakness.

"Enemy? No, the enemy is far stronger than that. The hungry old man shook his head, and he stretched out his hand to grab Xiang Chu.

"Old man!" At first glance, he looked at the hungry old man, although he was a little resistant in his heart, his body did not dodge.

"You're a good girl." There was a rare hint of gentleness and kindness in his eyes, and the hungry old man slowly walked towards the tree, and then stepped on the air and walked to the top of the tree.

Seinfeld looked up at the old man and smiled, "Since there is an existence like you, Hungry Roar shouldn't be cowering in this canyon." ”

"Strength, I've lost the power to awaken them." The hungry old man said very bluntly.

"Is there an altar of life here, old man, I heard those voices." Oki asked very seriously.

"The altar of life has long since decayed, and what is here is just some traces of the past, I didn't expect it to make a sound, I haven't heard it for a long time." The hungry old man's cloudy gaze fell on Seinfeld, and with a hint of pleading, he said, "Please let the altar of life be revived again." ”

"Are you sure it's me?" Seinfeld was a little surprised, what the hell was the altar of life, and he was still confused, how to wake it up.

The others also showed the same doubts, and the old man sighed with unwillingness in his eyes: "Hungry Roar has completely abandoned the original faith, and has long since not known how to awaken that power, which is the power given to them to survive, those ancestors may be crying." ”

"As long as it's life, it has its own instinctive power, and the little ghost of the Holy Clan I hope you can make it continue." The hungry old man stretched out his hand and pointed at Seinfeld's eyebrows.

"Please let this trace thrive with you."