Chapter 381: Traveling to the moor (1)

Chapter 381 Traveling to the Moor (1)
Ayr opened his eyes and looked at Bedyville with a big blue ice: "Good morning, Brady."
"Good Morning" Bedieville replied sullenly.
"If you are bored, go to the village." Tutan said, while he was coming to move away from the comet. He did not seem to be planning to put Banweiville on, but to give them two freedom to move in the village.
"Really, can you really?"
"Go. What is our life like? You can confirm it with your eyes." The Tutan chief sneered, and he seemed to have his own set of ideas.
The elephant-like village was built around the towering ancient trees. The huge rhizome that is intertwined between the ancient woods forms a huge network, and it is like a natural excavation channel for the elephants to walk around the moor. The roads made up of these rhizomes are strong enough to withstand the weight of the elephants.
The territory of the Turks is still under light rain. In the past few days, a lot of rain has accumulated, and the swamp has returned to life. The dry marsh could be quickly revived within a few days, and the werewolf teenager could not help but sigh the greatness of life.
Of course, this so-called restoration of vitality refers to the numerous poisonous grasses that live under the swamp, and the poisonous insects and Warcraft are once again active. The life of the big moor is not only tenacious but also tough.
It was noon, and a small amount of sunlight and raindrops scattered from the blades of the towering giant wood plunged into the swamps below the village. Bediville was able to clearly see countless monsters surging in the swamp.
"It’s terrible." Albert couldn’t help but shrink back and try to stay away from the trunk. Falling from here will be surrounded by those terrible creatures, and the consequences will be disastrous.
"Ayr, what are you going to do in the future?" Bettiville whispered.
"Is there any plan? I can only take one step and take a step." The tiger boy smiled bitterly. His dirty face was still stained with a small amount of blood, mud, and various unclear dirt (three people fell into the swamp yesterday), and the white tiger became a dirty kitten.
Bedyville reached for some rain and washed his face. "The Rabble chief does not love you because of your [phobia]. If you can overcome this fear, you will be able to prove that you are useful, he I will definitely accept you again."
"It’s really that simple." The tiger man sat down in the field and looked up at the sky, letting his body get wet by the rain. "Remember what I said, the Egyptian massacre?"
"Remember." Brady also sat down and listened quietly to the friend's narrative.
"Pharaoh is not the life of the beasts who bite their tongues. It also includes the fur of my brother Robert." Al swallowed a slobber, which is the first time he has told others about it for years. ,
"The Pharaoh took the fur as a commodity and shipped it to Europe. But our tribe first learned about it, and before the ship arrived in Rome, it attacked the merchant ship and regained the fur of the tribe.
The furs are transported back like the remains of the tribes.
however
However, when my father brought back his brother's fur, I was not happy at all.
The father brought back the fur of his brother on the white fur, which was the gap cut by the knife. It was the only fur that was covered with bright red blood and could not be washed.
My brother must have been captured until the last moment of being captured. The weapons of the Egyptian army opened countless holes in him. There are more and more blood on the corner of the fur. That was the blood that the brother splattered after his tongue smothered himself.
After seeing those blood, I would never dare to see more blood. It’s terrible to watch the people around me hurt, bleed, and finally die! "
Albert clung to his knees and whispered. Bedyville said nothing, only able to reach out to the shoulders of friends.
The wounds in Ai's heart are more serious than those in Betty's imagination, and I am afraid it is difficult to cure. But he had to be cured - in order to make this guy a [personal] on his own, in order to let him also have the right to survive.
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The village began to bustle and interrupted the thoughts of Bediville. He was curious about what was going on, and he saw an elephant who was carrying a bag of food to the house.
"Hey, sir? What happened?" Betteville asked quickly, he only hoped that the other person could understand English.
"There are wandering businessmen coming." The elephant looks very happy. "He is willing to exchange food with our formulated medicine. I don't have to be hungry!"
Oh? Businessman?
"Ayre, let's go see it?" Bedyville pulled up Albert. He believes that to join in the fun can make the tiger boy change his mood, perhaps to find a cure for Aier's [phobia] breakthrough.
In the central part of the intersection of many branches, like the Terran has slightly excavated here, it has become a natural square. Although the ground of the square is not very flat, it is large and spacious, enough for thousands of elephants to gather here.
People are indeed great pharmacists, and their magical prescriptions have long been known throughout Europe, even humans know.
However, the continuous drought in the dark areas has caused the dryness of the moor. There are fewer medicinal herbs, and the yield of pharmaceuticals is of course less.
The Tutan chief said that the human race "can't live any longer" is one of the reasons.
Now, when it comes to heavy rain, there are smart businessmen who know that people can produce all kinds of pharmacies. Will they come to do business?
"Okay, fifteen bottles of cleansing medicine for ten kilograms of potatoes. Deal!" A voice called in the center of the square.
That sound sounds familiar. But the elephants that were traded in the square were so crowded that Beddyville couldn't get together.
"There are more boosters here, if you still have to pay!" Another elephant is shouting.
"All received, these wheat is yours!" the businessman responded.
"Beddy?" Albert flipped the corner of Bediville.
"We are waiting for you. Don't hinder them from doing business." Bediville was helpless. He is not willing to squeeze into a group of crazy elephants. The elephants can easily flatten him and Ail, and it is so dangerous!
The crazy trade lasted for almost an hour. Like people got their goods (mainly food), they happily dispersed, and the businessman in the middle of the square gradually appeared in their sights in Bediville.
That is a little white rabbit.
Wearing a waterproof black robes, with a topper, a very low-key businessman, but can not escape the sharp eyes of Bedyville: "Ryder?"
"You admit the wrong person, sir." The rabbit deliberately pressed the hat lower, and his hat had covered most of his face, and pulling the hat was actually unnecessary.
"I can't admit my mistake. I know you when you turn the ash." Bettiville said coldly. Even if the other side wears a low-key, it can't cover the smell of him, and he can't change his voice.
The rabbit ignored the words of Bediville and turned to think: "So, if there is nothing about me, I will leave."
"Don't go, Ryder--" Biddiville couldn't help the rabbit, and quickly said, "I just want to tell you, I have forgiven you. My people are also doing well now, at least they are still alive. I have already Didn't regenerate your anger."
The rabbit Ryder stopped and turned his head. His face is still in the shadow of the big hat, and Brady can't see the other person's expression: "Sir, I don't know who you said is Ryder's friend. But if you really forgive him, That's good. Good day."
The rabbit really went away this time. Bedyville knows that he can't stop each other. However, he will definitely come back again?
Bedyville looked at a small bottle on the ground. That is what the rabbit Ryder left behind. The glass bottle contained some kind of sky blue translucent liquid, and there was a kind of specific orange aroma under the smell. I don't know what it is.