The jackal is half-leaning against the base of a stout thorn, and its eyes move back and forth between oblique and oblique down.

It didn't understand, it was just thinking about cannibalism, how could it be sent to the first two people of it, there are not many human races in the Northern Wilderness Continent, and it all relies on foreign explorers to fill the gap in the food source of the cannibal race, but the current situation seems to be a bit weird.

What's wrong, why can't I eat it?

It thought seriously for a while, tried to get up, but found that it could not move, so it looked down at the rope tied to its body, the rope circled and looped, wrapped around its body, and even its rough-skinned jackal could not help but feel a little sore.

It was surprised, raised its head to look at the two human races in front of it, and said helplessly: "I didn't expect the strength of the human race to be so great. Alas, I just want to eat a few people, of course I have to eat a few people to be comfortable when I am hungry, you two tie me up, how can I eat you? This is the rule of the Northern Wilderness Continent, the human race is used for the jackals to eat, for the jackals, you are just food, no other use. And the two of you, at first glance, are not the Terrans of the Northern Wilderness, and the Terrans here dare not and do not have the strength to tie up the jackals like this, but since you have come to the Northern Wilderness, you have to let me eat them in order to realize the value of the two of you. ”

Little Flower Shadow listened very seriously, and also very seriously her big eyes, looking at the jackal without blinking.

The black scales looked up at the sky expressionlessly, there were flying wing-people in the sky, there were broken clouds, there was a white light high and far away, and the huge storm pillar in the sky had been moving slowly for hundreds of millions of years......

The two Terrans before the Jackal met did not react to its words, so they asked, "You don't understand?"

Little Flower Shadow snorted and laughed out loud, making this jackal inexplicable, it really had never seen a Terran who dared to catch a jackal near the jackal's camp, and was not afraid of it, and even, dared to laugh?

"I think grilled jackals should be delicious. Little Flower Shadow asked the black scales looking at the sky.

"I haven't eaten it, I don't know. Black Scale continued to look at the sky.

"Is it okay to drag it back to serve as roast meat for the people in the village?" Xiaohuaying continued.

"I think it's okay!" Black Scale nodded, continued to look at the sky, looking into the distance, he saw a winged man falling in the sky, and then there was a strange sound in the mountains in the distance, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

"Then ...... , kill?" Little Flower Shadow looked at the black scales.

"Don't forget to break the bones so that they can be used to make soup, otherwise where would such a big pot come from? In addition, the skin should be peeled, the tendons should be removed and cut off, the meat should be divided with a knife, and the internal organs should be fed to the old sow, and the old sow will eat everything, even the skin of pork......

"Of course, feeding the dog can also be ......"

Before Black Scale could finish speaking, he was about to say something more, but was interrupted by the sound of jackals' teeth colliding against each other.

The jackal's sharp fangs snapped together with a cacophony of grinding against each other, and the trembling upper and lower jaws made its fangs jump between the tiny gaps.

At this time, the jackal was already terrified, trembling like a sieve, and his eyes were round, almost glaring out his own eyeballs.

It looked at the two Terrans in front of it incredulously, and suddenly found a problem, that is, it wanted to call for help, but it couldn't make a sound, so it could only speak in a low voice like now.

It couldn't help but think of the picture of itself being torn apart by the Terrans as food in its mind, and it was so sad that it finally broke down, and pleaded with tears streaming down its face: "Two, two, spare me, as long as you don't eat me, no, no, don't eat me like that, let me do whatever I want!"

"Huh, you can do anything?" Black Scale finally lowered his head and his gaze fell on the jackal's face.

"Uh-huh, you can do anything! I'm very educated! I understand all the culture of your human race, I understand everything! I understand that you won't eat jackals like this, you ask, you ask, you will answer all questions!"

"You know everything you have to ask, it seems that you do have some common sense of human interaction, let me ask you, how many jackals are there in your camp?" Black Scales stared at the jackal's eyes, as if to see through everything about it, so that all its thoughts and thoughts could not be hidden.

The jackal looked at the Terran woman in front of him in horror, and a strange feeling rose in his heart, and he replied in a wooden voice: "The ...... of the merger of the five camps"

The human race of the Northern Wilderness knows that the jackals are generally a group of about thirteen, and they will gather together to become a jackal camp.

The combat power of an ordinary jackal is equivalent to two mid-level desolate beasts without spiritual intelligence, and it is a relatively difficult race to kill among the ordinary races of the Northern Wilderness.

So, the merger of five camps means that there are more than fifty jackals gathered inside, which is a very difficult thing to do.

Black Scale thought about it for a rare moment, a cannibal race with more than fifty combat power equal to that of a middle-level desolate beast, judging from the current combat power of Xiaohuaying, it is impossible to fight, people still have to be pragmatic, if they can't beat it, they have to think of other ways.

Although these beans are something that can be done with a little dragon breath for him, it is so boring, it is fun to let Xiaohuaying fight by herself.

Blackscale looked at the jackal, his eyes glancing over the largest tent by the campfire, and asked, "Is there a big one?"

The jackal's eyes flickered, and he stopped talking, but he finally said it.

"It's a high-level jackal ......"

The combat power of a high-level jackal is equivalent to that of a high-level desolate beast that has opened its spiritual intelligence, and ordinary explorers will definitely die if they encounter it.

The Divine Snake Temple was not an important temple a long time ago, but it was built to defend and suppress the alien species that climbed ashore in the Star Sea, and the power of the ancient snake god among the gods was also very limited, so there would be no too precious divine relics in the Divine Snake Temple.

But this is a good testing ground, in addition to the explorers who specialize in treasure hunting as their ultimate goal, they are all creatures of all kinds who come to the Northern Wilderness to experience, and the Divine Snake Temple and the Jackal Camp in Thorn Harbor have naturally become their first choice.

Everyone thought it was the perfect place to be a testing ground, with both being so close to the port......

It's just that no one could have thought that in this camp, there is actually a high-level jackal, that is, the kind of big guy that can only be met in the hinterland of the Northern Wilderness.

It is precisely because of the existence of this high-level jackal that the best testing ground has become the bloodiest slaughterhouse and the most terrible traps and traps.

"That guy ran out and hid in Thorn Harbor, is it just to eat the Terrans who are not very good at cultivation?" Black Scale shook his head, looking at the jackal with distrust.

"How dare I guess what a high-level jackal thinks!" the jackal, who was tied up with five flowers, muttered sullenly.

Woohoo......