The fern crows rushed out of their nests and circled high in the sky, making dissatisfied and peaceful noises.
Gordon's hand retracted from the fern crow's nest, and a few more orange-red aphids appeared in his palm.
Honey aphid is shiny, sweet and fragrant. It is the essence secreted by star-spotted aphids after sucking nectar from various flowers. It is specially eaten by the queen aphids before laying eggs. Fern crows love to eat fat and fat star-spotted aphids. They sweep them away
When the aphids nest, they will pick up the shiny honey aphid and use it to decorate the crow's nest.
"Honey--honey--honey!" The cicada, who was dozing with the Devil's Life Tree, suddenly opened her eyes wide, sniffed with her round little nose, quickly jumped out of her heart, and crawled towards the honey aphid in Gordon's hand.
"Learn to speak first." Gordon closed his palms, wrapped the honey aphid, and said word by word, "I want to—eat—honey."
Cicada drooled while learning to say: "I want—I want—I want."
"There are three words in total." Gordon repeated slowly, "Want to—eat—honey."
"Eat-eat-eat."
"Still not right."
"Honey—honey—honey." Cicada stared at Gordon pitifully, stretched out her fingers, and scratched the back of Gordon's hand flatteringly. "Itchy—itchy—itchy."
Gordon reluctantly let go of his hand and let the cicada happily take away the honey aphid.
After careful training, the little goblin can already understand some human languages, and can faintly sense Gordon's emotional changes with the help of the mental alliance formed by the two parties. However, no matter how he is taught, Cicada cannot speak coherent words and sentences, even simple sentences.
It cannot be repeated.
This is a bit too abnormal. It seems that in the future, several goblin research experts from the Alchemy Society will be kidnapped and tortured. Gordon secretly made a plan and swept out of the fern forest along the river below.
The river flows through the vast and gentle tundra, with turquoise waves surging on both sides, colorful wildflowers in bloom, bees and butterflies flying, and crisp and clear insect chirping. By the riverside, a large group of chamois is drinking and resting. The leading chamois is tall and big.
, his limbs are strong and strong, his horns as sharp as hooks, and he looks around alertly from time to time.
When he first walked into the tundra, Gordon felt very uncomfortable. The low moss only reached his ankles, and the surrounding terrain was flat without any vine-like cover, so he could no longer use vegetation to hide. Once he encountered a vicious beast, he would
It was just a hard fight, not even a chance for an ambush.
Gordon pondered for a moment, then suddenly turned around and returned to the fern forest.
"No. 13 is walking back." On the sand dune opposite, Grid Eagle moved the monocular lookout, and the camera closely followed Gordon's back.
"He's gone?" The unruly young man was stunned and shouted angrily, "This coward! A coward! A bastard! Did he find us?"
"Impossible." Ge Ying sneered, "Unless his eyes are comparable to a lookout glass."
"Maybe he feels too tired and plans to return to the upper level to rest." The unruly young man pulled out his dagger and was about to make a move. "Let's attack quickly. Three of us are enough to kill him!"
"Don't act rashly!" Ge Ying shouted, "Based on my understanding of No. 13, he is definitely not a person who gives up halfway."
"How long will it take? I'm almost suffocated down there." No. 6's muffled voice came from under the fish head mushroom.
"If you want to wash away the shame, you must be more patient than him." Ge Ying paused slightly with his monocular, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "As expected, he didn't go far and stopped at the edge of the fern forest.
No. 13 is observing this tundra, he is really careful."
Gordon climbed onto a dense tiger-tooth fern and cautiously observed the movements of the tundra. It was not until ten days later that he figured out the patterns of wild beasts here that he entered the tundra again.
Not long after, he began to speed up and ran straight towards the lush sand dunes in the distance.
"He's coming up, get ready!" Ge Ying put down the monocular, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
The three of them clenched their swords in unison and held their breath. They saw Gordon's figure disappearing and disappearing, zigzagging through the dense kudzu vines in a zigzag pattern, sometimes like a nimble bobcat, sometimes like a swimming cat.
Poisonous snake. Sometimes he leaps up to a high place, pulls the kudzu sticks and swoops about. Sometimes he stops suddenly, watches, retreats, then circles around and runs quickly again.
Three thousand meters...one thousand meters...three hundred meters...Gordon was getting closer and closer to the ambush circle of the three men. Ge Ying's heart could not help but beat fast, and his whole body muscles tensed.
"Pa!" Gordon grabbed the Pu Tiao and swung over the first pit. He let go of the Pu Tiao and was about to fall down when suddenly his eyes flashed, he turned over and jumped, grabbing the Pu Tiao above again.
The kudzu tree swayed back and forth in mid-air, and Gordon stared at the thickly covered dry vine leaves on the ground. Along the way, there were obviously more fallen leaves and dead moss here than before. He looked further forward, and there were iron whiskers.
The tendrils of the kudzu vine hang down to the ground, slightly taut. As for the iron-bearded kudzu vine farther away, all the tendrils curl upward and grow, and none of them extend down to the ground!
trap!
The moment Gordon felt alarmed, a scimitar flew past the sky and cut the kudzu vines!
Gordon let go of his hand and fell sharply. He flipped over! He turned over in the air, stretched out one arm, and grabbed the kudzu vine on the other side. "Whoosh whoosh!" A cold light suddenly burst out from the moss diagonally behind.
, forcing him to shrink his arms and lean back, falling straight down.
The densely shining iron needles whizzed past Gordon's forehead, wiping out streaks of blood. Just as he was about to hit the ground, Gordon suddenly lay prone, stretching his limbs to form the character "大".
"Crash!" Gordon touched the ground, and the dead vines and fallen leaves fell off one after another, revealing the pit dug underneath. The pit was about three meters deep and one meter in diameter. There were sharpened vines inserted upside down in the pit, like densely packed vines.
Spear Forest. Gordon's hands and feet happened to support the edge of the pit, and he was hanging on the pit. The top of the vine was only half a foot away from his chest and abdomen.
The needle rain quickly shot out again, hitting Gao Deng's back. Ge Ying spread his body and jumped down from a high place, his scimitar swaying with a crescent-shaped cold light.
Gordon stood on his hands, with his head on his feet, and rolled over the pit. Several needles hit his calf, causing him to stagger and almost fall.
The light of the Geying sword flashed, the vines broke, and the mechanism was activated. The vines bounced like bow strings, and the gravel and poisonous powder tied to the ends spattered away, covering Gordon like a diffuse smoke.
Gordon's cloak rolled out with a "swish", blocking the smoke in front of him, and the whole person slipped out of the cloak and retreated sharply backwards.
The moss leaves splashed, and the unruly young man suddenly jumped out and rushed towards Gordon. The dagger took advantage of the momentum, hard and fast, and invisible sharp needles of source power shot out from around the tip of the sword.
Gordon flew back while waving his dagger to block the dagger. The force needles rained down like a gossamer, unstoppable, and pierced into the skin one after another, puncturing red blood spots one after another. "Dang!" Gordon struck with the dagger.
, pushed aside the dagger, and suddenly counterattacked with his left palm, stabbing the opponent's throat like a snake.
The unruly young man snorted coldly, and pulled out a dagger in his left hand at the same time, stabbing Gordon's palm. Gordon's palm sank, his five fingers were like hooks, his speed suddenly increased, and he grabbed the unruly young man's wrist.
Gordon was about to use his strength to break the opponent's wrist. When he heard a "click", Ge Ying above him decisively swung his knife, causing the kudzu vines to break off and a large net woven with rattan to fall from the sky!