Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's a century. 『81 Chinese ┡ Net

Gongliang forgot where he was, opened his eyes, and suddenly saw an old hairy face, and was suddenly shocked.

Only then did I remember that I was in the Maoren tribe, and the owner of the hairy face in front of me was the patriarch of the Maoren tribe.

When the head of the Maoren tribe, Ah Da, saw him wake up, and cried with joy, "Engong, you are awake, thank Engong for removing this scourge for my Maoren tribe." ”

Ah Da took a few steps back and led his people to bow.

"It's just a gesture, the patriarch please get up quickly. Gongliang hurriedly stepped forward to help Ah Da up.

"Thank you so much, if it weren't for Engong, I don't know how many people would have been harmed in the mouth of this evil animal. ”

"Don't call me Engong, my name is Gongliang, the people of the tribe call me Ah Liang, you can also call me Ah Liang!"

"How this works, how does this work. ”

In the end, he couldn't refuse, and Ah Da had no choice but to agree: "Then forgive the little old man, I will rely on the old man and sell the old man to call Engong Ah Liang." ”

After chatting with the leader of the Maoren tribe, Gongliang turned his gaze back to the round-scaled iguana. The hardness of this round-scaled iguana scale armor is not inferior to the leather armor of the Dragon Viper Ancestor God that appears in Yanbe, and even surpasses it. Gongliang looked at it, turned the round-scaled iguana over, took out a long knife, and slashed at the small hole behind the buttocks.

The carapace of the iguana is too hard to cut, so it can only be attacked from a soft position under the abdomen near the buttocks.

Even in such a soft position, it is very laborious to cut.

It took more than an hour to chop and slash, and it took two long knives of ten thousand forged steel to cut a wound on it.

There is a hole that is much easier to do, Gongliang cut down the wound, peeled off the skin of the round-scaled iguana, and then took the blood of the round-scaled iguana, and released the blood inside to catch it in a large basin and bucket, pretending to put it in the treasure bag, but in fact, it was put into the fruit space to water the three-color rice.

After taking the blood, he left behind a large tail of a round-scaled iguana and several large buckets of round-scale iguana blood, and put away the round-scale iguana corpse.

The patriarch of the Maoren tribe looked at it and said enviously: "I didn't expect you to have such a big treasure bag!"

Gongliang was surprised: "The patriarch also knows about the treasure bag?"

Ah Da felt that he was deeply despised, and couldn't help but blow his beard and glare: "Of course I've seen it, although this treasure bag is small, it is not unusual, like those big tribes, almost every elite who comes out has one, the difference is only the size of the space inside." ”

"I didn't expect the patriarch to have such a lot of experience. ”

"That's natural, I think I used to go to the temple to worship back then. Ah Da touched his beard, which was already pale on his chin, and said arrogantly.

After chatting with Ah Da for a few more words, Gongliang pointed to the remaining round-scaled iguana blood and big tail and said: "When you come to the tribe and are hospitalized by the patriarch, the kid can't repay it, so thank you with this little thing!" ”

"How can this be. Ah Da looked at the blood and tail of the round-scaled iguana, and his face turned red with excitement.

Speaking of which, the Maoren Department is a very down-and-out small tribe.

Without the protection of the ancestral gods, there are no witches, and there are no leaders of other tribes, and almost all the things of the tribe are undertaken by Ah Da alone.

You must know that in the great wilderness, no matter what the strength of the ancestral god is, its existence is a symbol of the strength of a tribe, not to mention that the ancestral god can also protect the tribesmen, and the witch is the wisdom of the tribe, the prophet, and the great power, guiding the tribe in the direction of progress and survival in the great wilderness.

But none of these things are available in the Maoren Ministry.

If it weren't for the spirit fruit and spirit wine, which were two things that other tribes could look up to, the Maoren tribe would have been left out of the ten thousand tribes long ago and become one of the ignorant wilderness tribes.

Because people are small and weak, most of the people in the Maoren Department have never eaten the meat of the wild beast, let alone drunk the blood of the wild beast. Therefore, this high-level desolate beast blood is extremely precious to the Mao Human Department.

"You're welcome, patriarch. Gongliang asked again, "I wonder if anyone in your tribe knows where the nest of the round-scaled iguana is?"

"Round-scaled iguanas?" said Ah Da, puzzled.

"Oh, it's a big scale worm. ”

"Yes, of course I do. ”

"Then can you ask the patriarch to send someone to take me to see it? ”

When Ah Da heard this, he turned his head and talked to the two stronger clansmen. The two of them were so excited, it was a great honor to be with the benefactor who killed the round-scaled iguana. So, under the leadership of the two, Gongliang walked to the nest of the round-scaled iguana.

Originally, he wanted to keep Round Roll and Chick in the hairy department, but who knows that neither of them wants to be here.

Helpless, Gongliang had to take them with him.

Climbing the mountain vine and leaving the cliff, the two people from the Maoren Department flew forward in the jungle with Gongliang.

Don't look at their small size, but their bodies are very flexible, their arms grasp the vines in the forest, swinging from tree to tree, it doesn't take much effort at all, but Gongliang still has to chase desperately below.

The so-called "phoenix does not fall into the land of no treasure", Gongliang thought that the round-scaled iguana would never come here for no reason, so he wanted to go and see, maybe he could find something good. This is the saying "digging out the bird's nest", as for whether you can pick up a bird or an egg, or a nest of bird feathers and bird feces from it, it depends on luck.

They walked through the woods, climbed over the mountains, and finally came to a forest in front of a sunny mountain pass.

In the woods, the two hairy people pointed to Gongliang in front of him, saying that the round-scaled iguana lived there.

Gongliang saw that they were scared, so he let them stay here, and walked over with the chickens in his arms.

The chick is now gradually plumping with wings, and can fly its wings for a while when it runs fast, and it is very fast, and it is nothing to carry it, but this guy is lazy and lazy all day long, and he is fat, and he is purely a burden, and he likes to follow around as a fart, which makes people very helpless.

If it hadn't felt like it could be used as a pillow, a cushion, or a foot, and I liked its stupid, cute and cute appearance, I would have thrown it away.

When he came to the col, Gongliang put down the circle and dived to the col.

Yuan Rolling also followed him, sneakily and sneakily walking.

When he came to the mountain col, he carefully observed it for a while, and now there was nothing inside, so Gongliang walked over with confidence.

The grass around the col is yellow, there are no trees in it, and the ground is dry, and many dry leaves are piled up. Gongliang took out a long knife and gently brushed away the leaves, revealing a nest of giant eggs more than half a person tall underneath, which seemed to be the eggs of round-scaled iguanas.

Gongliang put them all away, and finally counted them, and there were eleven of them.

To his surprise, under the egg, he also appeared two crystal white bones, and the runes flashed on them, which were clearly rune bones.

I didn't expect the round-scaled iguana to be able to kill the desolate beast that cultivated the true bones of the runes, I don't know if the desolate beast had awakened supernatural powers, and it was actually given by the round-scaled iguana