Chapter 99 The dry season that arrives early   (2)

The girls took a breath of air conditioning.

When they think of the disgusting and dirty spider-turned elves, they can't help but get a layer of prickly heat all over their bodies.

Although these guys are also called elves, they are definitely aliens among elves. They like to live in dark environments and kill creatures as their preferences... They are creatures that make people scared to talk about in the wasteland. Speaking of robbers, more people may just feel a simple disgust for them. When it comes to spider-turned elves, they are often accompanied by a deep hatred.

Perhaps it's because these guys are closer to those monsters in the Abyss Plane - usually take destruction as their preference.

"You can't go!" Leren knew the terribleness of spider-turned elves.

"Don't go? Are you just watching all this?" Yang Dashuan asked back. "Look at this undead weather, when will it rain? It's not even accurate. Are we just waiting for the slaves to dig a well, what should we do if we can't dig it? I'm so thirsty?"

"Alice is right. Living people cannot be suffocated to death by peeing!" Yang Dashuan suddenly laughed at Leren, who was a little embarrassed. "Besides, we have no choice. We must prepare both ways for everything."

Alice blushed and didn't talk. "I was just talking casually."

"Whether it is just a casual or a careful statement, you are right. We can't wait to die!" Yang Dashuan tightly tied his belt, "Besides, I may not be afraid of those monsters."

"I'll go with you!" Joan of Arc said nervously. "The light magic of the church restrains those monsters, and I can protect you!"

Yang Dashuan was happy again.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but sigh deeply and smacked my lips.

Looking at the three little girls who wrote all their concerns on their faces, Yang Dashuan felt warm. "Can I still need you to protect me, have you seen my front teeth? He was almost laughing..."

"But……"

When Joan of Arc thought of being rejected, he immediately pouted his mouth, and he could even hang an oil bottle as high as he could.

"Nothing but!" Yang Dashuan waved his hand and said firmly. "We'll decide this matter. You all stay in the territory. The situation is wrong. If you can't beat those guys, I will escape. Don't treat me as a fool."

Yang Dashuan smiled and beat him up. "I am not in the territory these days, you must take good care of the territory. Leren, you are the most stable among the three. Leren. Leave this bead to you for safekeeping. If the slaves dare to do anything, don't be polite."

When Leren received the soul bead, he couldn't help but shudder.

She looked at Lao Yang with difficulty. The originally cold green jade soul bead suddenly seemed to become a little hot. Leren was not holding it, nor did he not take it, and he didn't know what to do for a moment. "Don't you bring this thing with you? If you can't beat those spider-turned elves, the frost dragon can at least help you block it for a while. I gave it to us, what should you do?"

"Or the three of us will accompany you." Joan of Arc still didn't give up.

"You are afraid that the slaves will rebel, otherwise you will take them all." Alice was not willing to be outdone.

Yang Dashuan shook his head.

As early as the first time he saw the spider-turned elves, he had already asked Joan of Arc to tell him about the characteristics of this monster.

Frugal, violent... The robbers on the wasteland were like docile little sheep than them. They were elusive, no less than the elves' arrow skills. They hid in the darkness and used bows and arrows stained with venom to hunt prey.

If you encounter such monsters head-on with them on the wide ground, there may be some turning point. But if the narrow and dull cave is the home court of spider-turned elves, no matter how many people go, they are just targets. They all know how high the danger will be, but they all are so determined to accompany them... Yang Dashuan raised his head, and he suddenly felt a little sour in his nose.

Leren was still saying that she insisted that Yang Dashuan bring the Qingyu Soul Bead with her.

Yang Dashuan grinned and hugged the three worried girls. "As long as you are safe, I feel happy."

Without saying anything, Yang Dashuan turned around and left.

The hot sun was hanging high in the center of the wasteland, and the mottled ground showed cracks like spider silk. The dazzling sunlight was reflected by the Kemeser Mountains, covering the figure walking on the wasteland. Sweat fell like beans from the faces of the slaves, and the dark skin was sun-red, and a cool breeze brought refreshing refreshment.

The girls stood at the entrance of the town, placing their toes, and looked at the smaller and smaller figures from afar.

The slaves stopped unconsciously.

Gradually, the figures in the distance disappeared from everyone's sight.

"This guy must be a fool!" Bru said in a low voice.

The big taiwan rolled his eyes, "I want to say this to my wife. They have to peel your skin and dry it into jerky!"

The Komodo monster is still in the territory.

With it, the work of digging wells was reduced by at least half, so Yang Dashuan could not take it away.

The slaves had just started to work hard, and screams came from the territory.

"Joan of Arc...have you seen Roger's bird?" This was Lyren's voice.

Joan of Arc blushed on the spot. "Roger just left, and his bird was naturally in his pants... Why are you shouting so loudly?"

"No, the guinea fowl I mentioned!"

"What?"

Yang Dashuan walked away for a long time, and then he realized something was wrong behind him.

Looking back, the guinea fowl that responded to its bird summoning technique followed him at some point. The fat rooster walked with hernia and looked like a guy with a hernia. In the territory, everyone called it the lord's bird.

Because Lao Yang said - it's so ugly that it will become a bird in the future.

Joan of Arc's eyes were moist at the time when she heard this sentence. She originally thought that the castrated bard described in the "Continental Chronicle" - the eunuch Gao Zhao pointed to Deer as House, but they were all fabricated. Now, the testimonials will appear because of the victory, so she can't believe what else she can't believe.

In this way, one man and one bird walked towards the upper reaches of the Suprati River.

Advancing upstream, a dividing point appeared when approaching the Kemesl Mountains. Then forward was a huge cave. The cave seemed to swallow the entire river and stretched to the end of the darkness that could not be seen. Outside the cave, the skeleton heads were neatly piled into a small hill, mostly with the heads of robbers common in the wasteland. Yang Dashuan also found some huge animal bones among these skeletons. After looking at them for a long time, he couldn't guess what it was.

It is estimated that this place must be the territory of the spider-turned elves.

From Maple Leaf Town to the Kemesir Mountains, the channel of the Supreti River remains unobstructed. The more you move upstream, the more you can see obvious water flow.

The problem is definitely in the cave.

It was almost evening and the sky was already dim.

A faint light came from the deep cave corridor. Yang Dashuan held the Destroyer and guarded the entrance of the cave for a while. The last time he encountered a spider-turned elves, it was almost at this time. At this time, it should be their hunting time. After waiting for a while, no spider-turned elves appeared. Yang Dashuan then quietly touched them.

Taking advantage of the light in the distance, Yang Dashuan couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

With the thick white bones and broken swords, guns, swords and halberds everywhere, this corridor looks like an ancient battlefield.

Amid the messy corpse, there is an almost weathered flag, supported by a relatively large skeleton.

It may be Beamon, because human bones cannot grow to such a large size.

After getting up a little, Yang Dashuan saw clearly. It was a flag embroidered with animal bones and fangs, full of cangji and holes. When the cold wind passing through the corridor was blown, a sharp sound suddenly made. Just a cave, inside and outside seemed to be two completely different worlds. Even if Yang Dashuan had a mana, he couldn't help but get goosebumps when the wind in the corridor was blown.

After calming his mind, Yang Dashuan walked forward along the corridor.

As we penetrated deeper, the river became narrower and the roads on both sides became spacious.

After walking about halfway, the cave suddenly became brighter.

The inner wall of the corridor was covered with fists-sized night pearls, illuminating the deep passage. Yang Dashuan widened his eyes. It was estimated that even Joan of Arc, who was born in the church, had never seen so many night pearls. In great honor, Yang Dashuan suddenly heard the sound of water flowing.

As expected, there is definitely something strange in this cave.

Yang Dashuan ran forward, and the guinea fowl flapped its wings and chased after him with his life.

A vague light came from the front of the cave, not the light of the Night Pearl. It seemed as if the stars fell from the top of the head. Although they were not very dazzling, they had already illuminated the road ahead.

Did you pass through the entire Kemesle Mountains?

The Kemesl Mountains is one of the four pillars that have been said to support the entire Hege Continent since ancient times. Because the giant dragon lives on the top of the mountain, no one has ever been able to climb over it. The rear of the mountain is a mystery to everyone on the entire Hege Continent. No one knows what is behind the mountain!

Yang Dashuan stepped out of the cave with this idea.

However, Lao Yang was stunned on the spot... Just below the light, there was a huge tree, which almost reached the sky. It was not until this time that he saw the appearance of the tree clearly. This was a huge sycamore tree, with a smooth trunk like a woman's face, and there were no branches separated from it to make it look like a big tree that had already died. The thick trunk took about a dozen strong men to pick it up. What surprised Yang Dashuan even more was that the light came from the top of the sycamore tree, not the sunshine!

Where is this?
Chapter completed!