The stone people are a more mysterious existence than the merman clan and the feather human race, and there is very little news about them, if it weren't for the three major inhuman races, maybe the stone people would have been forgotten by everyone.

It turns out that the legendary stone man is like this.

Ye Xi took a closer look at the stone man, and found that the skin of this stupid big man should be very hard, and the white camel gnawed his head so hard in panic, but there was not even a tooth mark on his head.

The stone man's head turned slightly.

The old swift couldn't hover all the time, and the stone man on the sand dune finally noticed Ye Xi.

The two looked at each other from a distance of a kilometer.

Ye Xi smiled at the stone man as a greeting.

He didn't plan to stay any longer, and was about to get the old swift out of here when he suddenly saw a child fall out of the flying beaver.

The child is only three or four years old, maybe the desert is too hot, and the nursery bag is too stuffy to come out to breathe, but it accidentally falls out.

All the flying beavers were running at high speed, and when the child fell out, he immediately turned into a rolling gourd, rolling on the sand, but luckily the dominoes on his body were activated and he did not suffer any damage.

The flying beaver who had dropped the child reacted and stopped and turned back.

Before it could run over and take it, the stone man moved.

Knock knock!

The huge stone man, which was more than four meters high, ran.

The seemingly clumsy and stunned stone man ran extremely nimble and fast, and in the blink of an eye, the stone man ran to the child's side, and then grabbed the child's waist.

The stone man's thick arms were several times thicker than a child's waist.

Carrying a camel in one hand and a child in the other, he chased the flying beaver who had lost the child like the wind, and without saying a word, he stuffed the child into its nursery bag.

The flying beaver sniffed the stone man and kept running with the group.

Before the child who had been stuffed in could peek out of his pouch and grin at the stone man in thanks, he had already been taken away by the flying beaver without a trace.

However, a few older children with sharp eyes on the back of the pterosaur saw this scene.

"Thank you——!"

"Thanks, Dashiren!"

They waved and shouted at the stone man.

Many children who didn't know what was going on heard it and thanked them for it.

"Thank you!"

"I like you, Oishi!!"

The childish thank-you voices in the sky are endless, and the pterodactyl carrying the child is also very spiritual, and the child's thank you voice is clearer when it deliberately flies low.

The stone man's face can't be expressed.

However, he was visibly happy and kept waving towards the sky.

Probably afraid that the children would not be able to see, he grabbed the white camel on his back and shook it vigorously, and the white camel stuck out its tongue with its eyes and was thrown into drool.

The team continued eastward.

The stone man standing on the sand dunes waving his hand was left behind, growing smaller and smaller until he was out of sight.

This little episode made Ye Xi feel happy, whether it was the warm-hearted stone man or the children's crisp thanks, it made him feel very beautiful.

"The merman likes to be alone, and the feather man is indifferent, but I didn't expect the stone man to be quite humane. ”

"By the way, I heard that there is a big sand waterfall near the Stone Man Clan, the scene is very strange, but it seems that the route will not pass through......"

Really.

The team did not pass the famous big sand waterfall and went straight to the edge of the desert.

The gravel here is red, and there are many red stone mounds around it, as well as many strangely shaped weathered rocks.

Ye Xi felt a sense of brightness when he saw this.

So beautiful.

It is a bit like the Danxia landform, but the color of the stone mounds and weathered rocks is richer and brighter, like a layer of different pigments layered together, the bottom is red, the upper layer is vermilion, and the upper layer is crimson, as well as orange red, rust red, water red, earth red...... Almost all shades of red can be found on faults.

The colors are rich, and the shape of the weathered rock is also varied.

As long as the imagination is rich enough, you can find weathered rocks like stone turtles, weathered rocks like mammoths, and weathered rocks like skirt goddesses. Only the magic of nature can create such a work of art.

However, the arrival of pterosaurs destroyed this unique landscape.

"Crackle!"

"Boom!"

A large pterosaur landed on the weathered rock, its sharp and powerful claws clawing at the weathered rock to pieces. As if they were in the way of crowding the weathered rocks around them, the pterodactyls simply waved their wings and destroyed all the weathered rocks.

Ye Xi hissed in distress.

He couldn't bear to see such a work of art destroyed, but he didn't say anything to stop it.

It was getting dark, the children were already hungry, and the team should be resting. Further on that was the Great Stone Ruins, which were even more desolate and unsuitable for garrisoning, and they had to clear enough space for the pterosaurs.

Listen to Greenear jump off the top of the blue-winged dragon.

He stood on the hill and yelled at everyone, "Rest here tonight, and set off tomorrow at dawn! Now all the children can get off the back of the pterodactyl!

"I heard you!"

"I heard you!"

"I hear you!!"

The children's childish or milky shouts, hundreds of thousands of people combined, the voice is quite loud.

Old swifts also land on the hills.

Ye Xi came down and took out a bone staff and chanted in a low voice, clearing the fatigue of the pterosaur and the flying beaver who had been on the road for a day. He cast a spell with his bone staff and looked ahead.

The children in the beaver's nursery bag have all come out.

The child is active by nature, and after being in the nest for so long, he immediately jumps up and down happily when he comes out, like a monkey. And the flying beavers have been running fast all day, tired and thirsty, sticking out their tongues to dissipate heat, and some of the flying beavers are frantically plowing the ground, trying to dig up underground water to drink.

The giant pterosaurs, on the other hand, lay meekly on the ground, their wings open, silently motionless.

The children on their backs struggled with the ropes tied to their bodies.

There were less than a hundred clan warriors accompanying them, and it was impossible to help hundreds of thousands of children untie the ropes and carry them down, so they had to rely on themselves. And the children over the age of six in the clan already have a lot of strength, enough to have the strength to untie the dead and tightly tied rope on their bodies, and then help the children on the same mount to untie it.

"Roar!"

"I'm sick to death after sitting for a day!"

Some older children are strong enough to break free and jump off the back of the pterosaur regardless of the height.

The younger children couldn't jump, so they sat down and slid down the wings of the pterosaur like a slide. Some of the little turnip heads were clumsy, gurgling and rolling as they slid down, and then fell into the dust.

But they didn't care, patted their butts and happily ran around, exploring this strange and novel place.

"The color of the soil here is so strange! it doesn't look like our territory at all!"

"I love it here!"

"What about Xicheng, who told me if I was in Xicheng?"