The enemy rider pulled me toward the crowd, and I had no choice but to throw away the dagger in my hand.
The temperature inside is not high, it can even be said to be much lower.
I didn't stop him, I really needed a release.
I tried to push him, and he opened his eyes and looked at me in a daze.
I knew it was a useless effort, but I had no intention of letting him stop.
I carefully illuminated the plane in the distance with my light, almost in pieces.
After burping, I got up and planned to walk around the village.
He talked a lot, and then I remembered that we couldn't communicate at all.
It was the gryphon that blocked this fatal danger.
He shook his head first, then nodded.
One has a lid, the other is empty.
Then he pointed outside and made a gesture of wiping his neck.
I felt that he understood what I meant, and I walked into the cave again.
I slowly let go of my hand and glanced at the battery of my phone, which was down to fifty-five.
The old man waved his hand, and a group of white people handed over a pile of black cloth and black sticks.
He stood up with difficulty and moved to the plane, checking the frame.
A little noisy sound attracted me.
The Gryphon had no chance, and now only the plane was left.
As you go deeper into the cave, there are more and more flame patterns on the wall. I think these flame patterns are caused by magma.
He took the dagger and nodded, imitating my posture and holding the dagger.
The engine was badly damaged and could not be used again.
My first reaction was that he was going to kill himself.
I was probably in a hurry and forgot to turn off the flash.
He immediately stood up staggeringly and illuminated the griffin with a light source.
I immediately ran towards the enemy's gryphon rider.
The rider next to him slapped him about fifty to sixty times, then stopped with his face pale and out of breath.
There is also a pile of long black ropes on the ground.
Only then could I see the dark surroundings clearly.
But the enemy riders did not come in.
The enemy rider held my hand tighter and tighter, as if trying to drag me out of the hole.
I tried to get close to the wall and touch it, but my hand was already burned even half the palm of my hand touched it.
Watching the fireball dissipate in his hand, he started shouting excitedly.
Hot red and cooked, eat it.
In this position, it has turned into such a thin white line. You can imagine the depth here.
Facing the first white man.
There is a thick layer of black cloth covering it inside, and there are no flame patterns when we get here.
I looked up at the sky.
I looked at the insects in surprise, and even more at the white man binding the insects in front of me.
I stretched out my hand to grasp the white line, thinking about the hundred-meter-wide chasm.
Once or twice.
Could it be edible
I was shocked when I saw the scene in front of me.
I watched him regain his energy a lot, and then I stood up.
The old man bowed to me again and then slowly left.
Still able to hold on for a while, I thought about heading to the plane to see if I could find the battery.
At this time, he held the fireball condensed in his hand high and muttered something in his mouth.
The insect has six legs and looks like a crab.
At this time, the white man broke open a stone, and there were flame patterns under the stone.
We took over the insects and were overwhelmed.
He shook his head at me and said a lot.
The white man took out the insect, broke open the shell and ate it.
Then the old man opened the sealed frame, took out an insect and put it into my hand.
The two looked at each other in confusion.
The flame pattern extends toward the inside, and the temperature gets hotter and hotter.
After pulling it out, we saw billowing lava coming out of the hole.
I turned on the camera on my phone, wanting to know and record the secrets here.
Three or four times.
I couldn't care less and headed forward. Unexpectedly, he stood up and followed me.
But I can only suppress him and do nothing.
I immediately stuck my head out of the black cloth.
He continued to bind us as if we had nothing to do with him.
It would be more appropriate to say running or limping over.
He forced him down and grabbed his hand with his right hand.
I don't know how long I have been asleep. When I opened my eyes, all I saw was darkness.
He threw away the dagger in his hand and seemed to want to go over, but I pulled him back.
The magician is good, so I shouted to him and waved.
I looked at my phone and saw no service.
But there are still many steps required to convert the battery into charging the mobile phone battery.
After taking a few deep breaths, I regained some consciousness.
I held the dagger in one hand and my phone in the other, and headed toward the side of the rift valley with the faint light.
I touched my stomach and I was indeed hungry.
Then the old man covered it with a stone, which contained the lines of flames.
I found a corner and squatted down, and the enemy rider imitated my example and squatted down too.
Their skin was very white and they wore no clothes.
The old man pointed to the white man who had just tied the insects, and then placed two frames in front of us.
Layers of magma spiraled down from the uppermost stone wall, and flame patterns appeared one by one to illuminate the entire world.
The pattern stopped seven or eight meters above, followed by black rocks.
Seeing that he was sweating profusely, I pointed in front of me with a wry smile.
I took a deep breath and touched the black cloth with my hand. It was not hot.
He babbled a lot of words that I didn't understand and started to tie up the insects, and I could only continue working.
As soon as I walked in, I was shocked.
The wreckage of the plane was not far away, and the soft piece behind it was really the belly of a griffon.
The aroma was so fragrant that I took it out and broke it open.
And I was covered in sweat.
And he gave me a long black rope, and the old man just stood there and looked at me.
I guess this is the food they left us with.
I observe this little world.
The slow flow in the cracks of the rock lit up the passage, so I turned off my mobile phone to save power.
The enemy rider beside me patted my shoulder. I smiled bitterly and took out an insect from the sealed frame and threw it into his hand.
I took out my phone and turned on the light.
Everyone in the village is busy with their own affairs.
He just came over doubtfully.
After crying for half an hour, his emotions began to calm down.
Like animal fur, I put a hand in it.
Seem orderly.
It's more than ten meters away, and it's probably already fifty degrees inside.
At this time, they all noticed me. They just looked at me blankly and then started to work on their own.
At this time, a pair of old people came in front of them, both of them were white.
I turned to him again and shook my head.
Build a house and tidy up the animals in captivity.
At this time, the surrounding area was originally quiet at the bottom of the valley.
The imperial rider lay down in the tent, panting from exhaustion.
The enemy rider's face was extremely shocked.
I didn't know if he could understand me that I was going to find something to eat in the distance.
These people are extremely white, probably because they have not been exposed to the sun.
The tents in the village are supported by black sticks and covered with black cloth to block the door.
"Do you remember what just happened?" I said to the enemy rider.
One was given to each of me and the enemy rider.
I took out two daggers from my combat uniform and handed one to him.
I immediately grabbed his hand and pulled him in.
I know he might feel in danger.
A white man who was tying insects handed over an already tied insect.
The old man muttered a lot, then picked up the stick handed to him by the white man next to him and stabbed it hard.
At this time, the enemy rider was outside the black cloth, and frost slowly rose from his hands to keep himself cool.
Just when the gryphon rider was about to slap the fireball on his head, I laid on it.
I placed three of the six next to the enemy rider, pulled away the tied one and pressed it against the flame pattern.
It's like I don't exist.
He patted the enemy rider's shoulder again, made a gesture of eating from a bowl, and pointed to the distance.
Neither men nor women wear clothes, they just cover their private parts with black cloth.
And next to me was a rider from the enemy country.
I didn't feel the heat either, so I walked in wholeheartedly.
The griffon's body was already cold and dead.
I looked at my phone and saw that the battery was still 63%.
He looked at me quizzically, and I felt like I needed to take a closer look.
They stood in front of us and bowed. I immediately pulled the enemy rider to stand up and returned the bow.
Above is a beautiful white line, the only visible part of the sky.
I touched his nose with difficulty, and he was still breathing.
We imitated the white man's movements and pressed the insects on the flame patterns.
Then his whole head was nestled in the arms of the gryphon, crying loudly.
The white man pressed an insect on it, and the fragrance filled his nostrils for a moment.
The enemy rider beside him raised his left hand, and a green shimmer appeared on it and shot into the griffin's body.
I took a bite of the meat inside and it tasted almost exactly like crab.
Then two white men started setting up a tent where we were sitting.
I glanced at the white people in the distance and learned to throw the insects into the empty frame aside.
I don’t know how long I walked until I saw a shimmering cave.
It took us a long time to finish a basket, and then a few white people came over again and left six insects with the box.
I planned to go in, but was held back by enemy riders.
I shined the light of my phone on the Imperial Rider.
I shook my hand at him, pointed at the hole and gave a thumbs up.
It's so big inside, it's actually a tribe.