This fangs talked to himself, and he finished talking in one go, Ye Xi couldn't find a chance to interrupt him when he opened his mouth several times, and there was no room for interjection at all.

In the end, he could only say helplessly: "I won't fight you." ”

He fights with a fifth-level warrior and a fourth-level warrior, isn't this bullying?

He didn't know what to make up in his head, and touched his hedgehog-like hair, and a slight embarrassment appeared on his face: "...... When you see your tribe become like this, you really don't have much to fight. ”

"Forget it, let's go back to the tribe with me first!"

A picture of the joy of the mountain.

With that, he jumped onto the back of his giant wedge-tailed shrike.

"Flying Fur is gone!"

The wedge-tailed shrike named Flying Fur picked up a green-skinned giant rat and roared into the sky like a fighter jet, rushing towards the sky at high speed.

Ye Xi also jumped on the back of the big bustard and ordered it to follow immediately.

He wanted to see the Thorn Tribe, as well as the survivors of the Tianmang Tribe who had been taken by the Thorn Tribe, and ask what the situation was like at that time.

......

The wedge-tailed shrike is fast, and the buzzard has to do everything in its power to catch up.

A quarter of an hour later, the two came to a low mountain range.

When viewed from mid-air, you can see that a large area of the mountain range is covered in thick black, and there are huge thorny vines clumped together.

The main stem of these black thorns is as thick as a python, and it is full of dense sharp thorns, the ordinary thorns are about a finger long, and the longest thorn is twenty centimeters long, which is daunting.

There were many identical-looking milk-gray wedge-tailed shrike perched on the thorns, singing and singing, and the chicks quacking in the nests, which was very noisy and lively, and there were also sparse linen-clothed thorn tribesmen moving among the thorns.

In addition to them, Ye Xi also saw many long strips of rag-like flesh hanging on the sharp thorns of the black thorns, as well as dried corpses that had been sunburned without moisture, and there were stars at a glance.

The feathers rushed straight into the thorn bushes from mid-air.

Its petite feet nimbly avoided the sharp thorns on the thorns, and then hung the green-skinned giant rat upside down on a long thorn.

The green-skinned giant rat squeaked and struggled violently, but it couldn't break free from the long thorn.

Fang jumped off his mount, took the spear hanging from his back and stabbed the fat giant rat, a stream of bloody arrows shot out, and bright red blood trickled down the thorny vines.

Shrike birds usually do not dissect their prey when it catches it, preferring to put it on thorn strips so that the prey can be preserved for a longer period of time.

And the people of the Thorn tribe will drain the blood of fresh prey, in addition to letting the prey dry as soon as possible, because these thorns need to be watered with blood.

The other side.

The giant buccard also carried Ye Xi around in mid-air.

It was full of these great thorns underneath, and it didn't dare to fly down.

Ye Xi was not in a hurry, he was still observing this thorny tribe.

"There aren't many people moving on the Thorns, so it looks like only a few hundred, and I don't know if the rest of the Thorns tribe is moving on the ground. It's a pity that the thorns are too dense and too lush, so you can't see the bottom at all. ”

"Look closely, these black thorns still have small tender green leaves, and even a bowl of red flowers, I don't know if this black thorn is a kind of heaven and earth spiritual thing, and whether their flowers and leaves have special effects. ”

"The mountain to the south of here has a fracture surface that forms a cliff, which is somewhat similar to Xiaotu Mountain, and it is a kind of terrain that is not good for well water......

Many shrike birds flew back to the thorny ground from all directions, carrying prey large and small in their mouths, and some with people sitting on their backs.

Among this group of petite and round shrike birds, the large black-brown bustard buscia stands out.

Seeing that more and more shrike birds were gathering, Ye Xi patted the buzzard's head and let it fly down.

When he was only five meters away from the thorns, he turned over and jumped straight down from the bird's back, accurately avoiding the sharp thorns and jumping onto the thorny vine where the flying feathers and fangs were.

The thorn vine under his feet trembled slightly, and a small gray hairball fell.

Ye Xi fished.

"Quack, Woo, Woo——!"

He opened his hand, and saw a fluffy shrike nestled in the palm of his hand, and opened its mouth to bark at him fiercely.

Ye Xi's jump was completely defenseless, and the flying hair next to him was so shocked that his hair exploded, and his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth halfway.

"Hey, I almost forgot about you, but you're so bold that you dare to jump straight down!

Ye Xi stuffed the small hairball in his hand that kept emitting noise into the fangs.

"Be careful. ”

He looked down at the thorn vines beneath his feet.

In addition to those long thorns, the vine also had dense small thorns, like a giant mace, and if he wasn't wearing leather boots, the soles of his feet would have been punctured at this moment. But these thorny tribesmen stood barefoot on the thorny vines, and the calluses under their feet were not known to be thick.

Look down further.

Looking at the ground from here, through the thorny thorn vines, you can vaguely see the ground seven or eight meters below, where there is no grass at all, only black soil.

A figure hurried by.

Sensing that a stranger was coming, the wedge-tailed shrike flew down one by one to the thorn vines near Ye Xi, and several thorny tribesmen jumped off the wedge-tailed shrike and stared at him vigilantly and curiously.

Someone came up from the ground one after another.

There are people in the Thorn tribe who are sentry, and the big buzzard is so conspicuous, if the Thorn tribesmen who are active on the ground are also notified, they dare not slack off, and immediately come over to find out.

A middle-aged warrior with a crowned feather hat jumped in front of Ye Xi, and his voice was strong: "I am the chief of the Thorn Tribe, who are you?"

Qiu Ya stood up and explained: "Chief, he was found by me from the Tianmang tribe, he is miserable, I just returned to the tribe today and saw that miserable situation, it really stinks there, you should really smell it, that is, I can stay for a while, and I want you to keep the acid water and spit it out......"

Chief Thorn didn't want to listen to him, and waved his big hand: "Shut up." ”

He looked at Xia Ye Xi, and said in his heart, only a fool like False Tooth would think that this young warrior was a Tianmang person.

Not to mention that his eyes are bright, and there is no sadness on his face, just by looking at his clothes and weapons, you can judge one or two.

Tianmang people like to wear animal skin linen clothes, when did they wear black leather armor, and the pair of leather boots on his feet, I heard that it is a new thing in the Jiugong trading area, and he has not heard that Tianmang has been worn by anyone.

The most important thing is that he still has a bronze scabbard hanging from his waist, bronze is such an expensive thing, this man used so much bronze to cast into a scabbard...... The Tianmang people are not so extravagant.

I'm afraid it's from a bigger tribe.