This Jiaoya was talking to himself, and he was completely overwhelmed. Ye Xi couldn't find a chance to interrupt him after opening his mouth several times, and there was no room for interruption.

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

He fights with a fifth-level fighter against a fourth-level fighter, isn't this bullying.

He didn't know what he had made up. He touched his hedgehog-like hair, and there was a slight invisible embarrassment on his face: "...You see your tribe become like this, it really doesn't feel like fighting."

"Forget it, come back to the tribe with me first!"

A look depressed.

After all, he jumped on the back of his giant wedge-tailed shrike.

"Fei Mao is gone!"

The wedge-tailed shrike named Fei Mao picked up a giant green-skinned rat, hula, soaring into the sky like a fighter jet, and rushed towards the sky.

Ye Xi also jumped onto the big buzzard's back and ordered it to follow immediately.

He wanted to see the Thorns tribe and the survivors of the Tianmang tribe who were taken by the Thorns tribe, and asked what the situation was like at that time.

...

The wedge-tailed shrike is fast, and the big buzzard must do its best to catch up.

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

Looking from mid-air, you can see a large area of ​​this mountain range covered by thick black, and there are huge thorns and vines knotted together everywhere.

The main stems of these black thorns are as strong as a giant python, with dense thorns on them. The common thorns are about one finger long, and the longest thorns are 20 centimeters long, which is daunting.

There are many identical cream-grey wedge-tailed shrikes resting on the thorns, singing and singing, while the chicks quack in the nest, very noisy and lively, and there are sparse thorny tribesmen in linen among the thorns activity.

In addition to them, Ye Xi also sharply saw many rag-like long meat strips hung on the sharp thorns of the black thorns, and the dry corpses that had been soaked in the sun by the hot sun, staring at the stars.

Feimao rushed straight to the thorn bushes from mid-air.

Its feet are very petite, flexibly avoiding the sharp thorns on the thorns, and then hanging upside down on a long thorn.

The giant green rat squeaked, struggling violently, but couldn't get rid of the long thorn at all.

Jiaoya jumped off his mount, took off the spear hung behind his back and pierced the fat giant rat, a blood arrow shot out, and the bright red blood tickled down the thorns and vines. drip.

The shrike usually does not dissect it when it catches its prey. Instead, it likes to mob the corpse on the thorns, so that the prey can be kept longer.

The people of the Thorns tribe will clean the blood of fresh prey, in addition to let the prey dry as soon as possible, but also because these thorns need to be watered with blood.

the other side.

The big buzzard also carried Ye Xi hovering in midair.

Underneath here are all such huge thorns, it dare not fly down.

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

"There are not many people who are active on the thorns, so it looks like there are only a few hundred. I don't know if the other people of the thorn tribe are active on the ground. Unfortunately, the thorns are too dense and too lush, so you can't see the bottom."

"Look carefully, these black thorns actually have small green leaves growing on them, and there are even red flowers with a big bowl. I don’t know if these black thorns are a kind of heaven and earth spiritual thing, and whether their flower leaves are special. effect."

"The mountain to the south here has a fracture surface, forming a cliff, but it is somewhat similar to Xiaotu Mountain, it is a terrain that is not good for well drilling..."

Many shrikes flew back to the thorny ground from all directions, holding large or small prey in their mouths, some with people sitting on their backs.

Among the group of petite and round shrikes, the large black-brown buzzard with its huge size and feathers stands out.

Seeing more and more shrikes gathered, Ye Xi patted the big buzzard on the 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 a sharp thorn and jumping onto the thorn vine where the flying hair and the fangs were.

The thorny vine under his feet trembled slightly, and a small gray fur ball fell off.

Ye Xi took a dip.

"Quack, woooo—!"

He opened his hand and saw a fluffy shrike nestling in the palm of his hand, opening his mouth fiercely at him.

Ye Xi's jump was completely unprepared, the Feifeo next to him was so shocked that Mao was exploded, and Jiaoya's eyes widened, and his mouth opened for a while.

"Hey, I almost forgot about you, but you are so courageous that you dared to jump straight down! Are you afraid of being pierced?"

Ye Xi stuffed the small hair ball that kept emitting noise in his hands into the fangs.

"Be careful and it's fine."

He looked down at the thorny vines under his feet.

In addition to those long thorns, this vine also has dense small thorns, like giant maces. If he weren't wearing leather boots, the soles of his feet would have been punctured at this moment. But these thorn tribesmen stood barefoot on the thorn vines, and the calluses under their feet did not know how thick they were.

Look down again.

Looking to the ground from here, passing through the thorny vines entangled by the knots, you can vaguely see the ground seven or eight meters below, where there is no grass, only black soil.

Someone hurried through.

Perceiving strangers from the tribe, the wedge-tailed shrikes flew down on the thorn vines near Ye Xi. Several thorn tribesmen jumped off the wedge-tailed shrike and stared at him vigilantly and curiously.

Someone came up from the ground one after another.

Someone from the Thorns tribe is on guard, and the big buzzard is so conspicuous. If the Thorns who are on the ground are also notified, they dare not neglect, come and find out immediately.

A middle-aged warrior wearing a crested cap jumped in front of Ye Xi with a deep voice: "I am the chief of the Thorns tribe, who are you?"

Jiaoya stood up and explained: "The chief ~lightnovelpub.net~ I found him from the Tianmang tribe. He is miserable. I saw the tragedy when I returned to the tribe today. It was really stinking. , You should really smell it, that is, I can stay for a while and ask you to keep the acid and spit it out...

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

He looked at Ye Xi, and said to his heart, only a fool like Jiao Ya would think that this young soldier was a man of heaven.

Not to mention that his eyes are bright and there is no sadness on his face. You can tell by looking at his clothes and weapons.

Tianmang likes to wear animal-skin linen. When did he wear the black leather armor and the leather boots on his feet. I heard that it was a new thing from the Jiugong Trading Area. He hadn't heard of Tianmang wearing it.

The most important thing is that he still has a bronze scabbard hanging around his waist. What an expensive bronze thing is, this man actually used so much bronze to make scabbards... Tianmang is not so extravagant yet.

I'm afraid it came from a larger tribe.

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