Mixed Miners

"Hey~, the second child, the idea is a little bit tied, the wind is tight, do you want to scream?" Ding Cong's nose and face swollen his head, holding the bones in his hand and constantly scaring the opposite elf.

"Take your sister!" Yang Ling smacked a few times and untied a roll of animal skin on his back, opened it, and pulled out a piece from it. He painted a very abstract person with black mud powder. Look, but at a distance it looks like a human figure with a pointed cap wearing a robe and holding a staff.

"You tell them, have anyone seen this guy!" Yang Ling pointed at the animal skin and said to the little boy.

This was made in the last two days.

Because the words are unreasonable and can't communicate, Yang Ling thinks about it. He thinks it is more appropriate to use hieroglyphics to communicate with the original people. However, the level of drawing of the three people is only the level of kindergarten, so the things drawn are also very miserable.

The little boy pointed at the animal skin and screamed at a group of angry elves. He slowly calmed down and looked at the pattern on the skin with amazement, but it was obviously not very interesting. It was less than half a minute. Start to noise.

Gao Wenfeng lifted a fist-sized piece of animal meat from the leather pocket behind him.

"Tell them, someone knows the news and can reward a piece of meat!"

The taste of the beast meat immediately caused a horror of a group of elves, all of them pumping their noses and staring at the piece of meat, bursting with the wolf-like light in their eyes, and making various sounds in their mouths.

The temptation of this piece of meat to a group of elves is too great. In this place where the poor birds are not smashed, most of the elves have lived to death without eating a bite. Of course, eating disgusting bugs is not counted.

Under the temptation of flesh and blood, a group of elves are holding a bone stick together and slowly encircling them.

The little boy's nervous bone gun in his hand pointed at a group of elves, and he screamed aloud, but a group of elves did not calm down, and they still looked around.

I go! The three people shook a few times, and the bones in their hands slowly receded.

Although the use of food for rewards has been discussed before, but I did not expect the temptation of the beast meat to be so large, this group of elves is obviously ready to be a bandit.

From the comparison of the number of people on both sides, if you really want to fight, Yang Ling's three bodies are strong and strong, and they don't necessarily just win, but even if they win, it is definitely a win-win situation. It's not worth it. Moreover, the masters of a few virtual worlds, the words of the original indigenous people who are said to be trembled by a group of words, will surely become the shadow of the whole life. Maybe in the future, there will be a demonic: A group of bare-chested, green-haired guys waved their bones around the big gods, and the scene was sore and sore.

"The third child, eat the meat!" Yang Ling kicked on Gao Wenfeng's ass.

Gao Wenfeng swallowed the meat with three mouthfuls.

"¥#@..." Opposite a young and strong guy jumped out and pointed at Gao Wenfeng's angry shackles with his bones.

"Does this melon say?" Gao Wenfeng's face was full of pressure.

"Say you don't talk about credit!" Ding Cong pouted.

"I rely, too shameless!" Gao Wenfeng's direct sigh.

At this time, the little boy pointed to the animal skin, and pointed to the pocket behind Gao Wenfeng. Even with a few paintings, Yang Ling understood.

"You tell them, as long as they can tell us the news, you can give meat!"

The little boy picked up a group of elves, and Gao Wenfeng took out a piece of meat and held it in his hand. A group of elves dropped their eyes on the green hair pocket behind Gao Wenfeng.

Yang Ling, Ding Cong and Gao Wenfeng made a slap in the same place, and they were nervous at the same time. The so-called money was not revealed, and the bandits looked at the pockets of meat.

Just as a group of elves were excited to hold the stick and prepare to charge, the two guys suddenly jumped out and blocked them in front, waving their sticks and shouting loudly, pointing to Yang Ling four fingers pointing to the animal skin pockets on Gao Wenfeng's back.

Looking at a group of elves who put down their weapons, the three, though inexplicable, still breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, they are not fighting.

The little boy also began to talk to a group of elves at this time, and the more excited the more, the more dances than the paintings, the group of elves turned out to be fascinated by listening, one by one exaggerated expressions constantly whistling.

"He is saying?" Gao Wenfeng turned and asked.

"If I guess that's right, it should be to promote the great achievements of our wild beast, maybe the two guys know this beast!"

Yang Ling’s guess is not wrong at all. The two guys who stopped a group of elves escaped from the last gathering place. They not only saw the beasts, but also witnessed the tribe being killed.

The next thing is going very well.

A group of elves have completely put down their weapons, and they are full of adoration for the three beasts of Yangling who are just dead. They greet the three people into the cave passionately.

Three of them found out that there are several old people and children and women in the cave. There is actually a pregnant woman with a big belly, but the spirit is very wilting, and the eyes are deep and the bones are towering. The skinny is like a skinny shack. Lying on a dirty vine cloth.

Gao Wenfeng handed the meat to the child and asked him to take it to the pregnant woman.

This move caused the elves of the cave to scream for a while.

Yang Ling once again opened all the hides on his back, and spread them one by one. Some of them were painted with portraits, some painted houses, some painted castles, and some painted with devils wearing robes.

Although very abstract, it is basically recognizable.

All the elves were watching around, and then they were very disappointed to shake their heads and leave ~www.readwn.com~ Yang Ling was disappointed and should be very disappointed.

These maps are already the most capable of finding clues. Since these elves can survive from the last cycle and have language inheritance, there should be more or less legends about the magical civilizations such as elves and goblin, even if they are not. Then there should be some news about the Mozu. After all, the Mozu who was suppressed in the Devil's Decade has not been counted for hundreds of millions of years.

"%¥#..."

The last old dragon, almost the oldest elf who climbed over, suddenly excited and pointed at the castle-like image.

"I rely on, finally someone knows!"

At the same time, the three people were excited, and they quickly helped the old elves.

The discovery of the old man also excited the people in the Manshan Cave, so they all came together.

Half an hour later, the two elves, who were still strong and strong, left the gathering place with four people, and they decided to go with the warriors who could kill the terrorist beasts.