If anyone can understand the voices of the monsters in the Swamp of No Return, they must be unanimous: Damn it! Damn it! Are you going to let others live this day
More than half a month ago, the aura of the immature little beast that appeared twice in succession has not dissipated. Another domineering and arrogant lord of the wasteland has come to this swamp? !
What's going on? They are little beasts and they belong to the Lord of the Wasteland...can't they be allowed to practice in seclusion and quietly wait for the soul-swallowing sac to mature
It's okay to say that the little celestial beast has a noble bloodline but is very young. Even if it comes to fight, it's not certain who will win.
but!
This feeling is so old that they don't dare to mess with the Lord of the Wasteland... In front of this ancestor, they are not even worthy of carrying his shoes!
So they can only stay in their own territory obediently and wait patiently for the ancestor to enjoy himself before leaving...
After the poor overlords were frightened for three whole days, the Lord of the Wasteland finally left!
Lu Jiuque was a little unhappy. Three days was not enough time for her to find the soul sac. She originally wanted to catch a monster and ask about it, but it happened that there was no mention of monsters in these three days, and she didn't even look at the animal hair. Got one... No one else is so lucky!
When Lu Jiuque stood in front of everyone with a disheveled look on her face, everyone felt that she was in a bad mood, but she didn't dare to ask anything, so she could only go back the way she came.
Three days later, Lu Jiuque and his party finally returned to the entrance of Wugui Swamp.
Lu Jiuque stared deeply into the depths of the swamp, and then left with a slightly tired pace.
After there was no longer any smell of Lu Jiuque and his party around the swamp, a breeze blew over the swamp again, gentle, slow, and gentle, seemingly without any lethality or destructive power.
However, along with this breeze came the thick fog and poisonous gas that had shrouded the swamp all year round. Wherever the light fog passed, the forests and vegetation immediately withered.
They seemed to have lost all their moisture, becoming charred and shriveled... The boundary between life and death was slowly blurred at this moment...
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In the He family camp, He Yao, Tang Yi and Lei Hong were anxious. According to the original plan, they should have returned two days ago. Why haven't they seen the vanguard troops after a whole day
"You said... nothing will happen to them, right?" Tang Yi asked with a grimace, her hand involuntarily grabbing the hem of Lei Hong's clothes.
Lei Hong did not pull away Tang Yi's hand, nor did he argue with her as before. Instead, he patted her hand gently to express comfort.
Tang Yi and Lei Hong fell in He Yao's eyes. They were as eye-catching as they were, and as hateful as they were. He rolled his eyes angrily and said, "Don't talk nonsense! What a crow's mouth, that's what you think." Let something happen to Lu Jiuque?"
"I...I'm not!"
"Don't worry less!"
"Hey Yao!" Tang Yi jumped up, "You are proud, arrogant, venomous, cruel, despicable, and shameless. You really have no good qualities at all!"
"What did you say!" He Yao gritted his teeth, his deep eyes burning with anger, "Can you say it again if you can?"
"Say it once, just say it again! You..."
At this moment, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and Lu Jiuque's smiling face came in: "What are you talking about?"