Chapter 357 (2/2)
When the barren rock was climbing in the cave and there was still a certain distance from the surface of the ground, Wang Jing, who had been watching the entrance of the cave, directly sent out a command. The next second, the thunder army behind him immediately pulled the bow forward and lined up along the edge of the branch. The arrow pointed directly below, and the hand thread holding the bow did not move.
Gradually, under the gaze of a pair of murderous eyes, the figure of a young waster climbs out of the cave. Then his hands are raised, his feet kneel down, and he is motionless in front of him.
The barbarian youths who raised their hands and knelt on the ground did not know whether there were any human beings here or where, while the great Xiashi soldiers hidden in the branches above did not know what the intention of the barbarians was. The whole barbarian ancestral hall fell into silent silence and deadlock.
After a moment, Wang Jing touched his chin and spoke softly:
”Peng Mu and I will go down to see what kind of medicine is sold in this special Aboriginal gourd. Please keep your vigilance.”
After the voice dropped, Wang Jing and Peng Mu took two ropes and threw them behind them. Then they were directly trampled on by the rear soldiers. They quickly dropped down from mid air along the rope. After landing, they slowly walked towards the barren rock.
The barren rock with two feet kneeling down put down his hands, but he did not get up. Instead, he quietly looked at the two black armor figures gradually coming under the rain curtain. The forest armor specially made by the savage army absorbed all the rain drops. Therefore, the visitor was like a ghost in the rain, with a great sense of pressure.
The height of the barren people was extremely tall, so the height of the barren rock on their knees was the same as that of Wang Jing. Wang Jing's face covered with face armor could not be seen, but only a young voice came outWhat do you mean
”This represents submission among the famine people!”
Huang Yan opened his mouth to respond. Although his voice was thick, it didn't sound violent. Wang Jing sank for a few moments, and his voice continued to ring. He asked directly, ”are you wild or savage?”
”The two races are of mixed blood. Their bodies are wild and their hearts are wild.”
Huang Yan's words fall, Wang Jing and Peng Mu turn toward the direction of the coming, leaving only a light voice around in the rain.
”It's inconvenient to communicate here. Follow me to the top to talk about it. You are the first Aboriginal people I met in this southern jungle, and I believe you are also the most interesting one.”
Huang Yan then stood up from the ground and followed the two men in front of him. Peng mu, as an elite captain of the shield army of yulongguan in the endless mountain, was already a very tall type among the Terrans, but the barren rock behind him was still a head higher than him.
Wang Jing and Peng Mu have only seen one of them, who is the saint's bodyguard, bareheaded Liang Po!
Go back to Wangjing before the rope, make a gesture to the top, and then drop another rope from above.
Wang Jing turned his head and looked at the young man beside him. Then he and Peng Mu stretched out their right hands to hold the rope. They were slowly pulled up. On the ground, only one man was left on the ground, staring at the black rope made of unknown material.
After a while, the wild rock gently breathed a breath, ignoring the continuous dripping of rain on his body. His eyes regained firmness. He grabbed the rope in front of him, and his body was slowly lifted up. The force of the earth from under his feet gradually moved away from his body, and a sense of emptiness hit him instantly.
In addition to the chieftain level, master of the two giants of the wilderness, the rest of the wilderness left the earth, equivalent to fish out of the water, birds falling into the sky.
He's risked his life!