Chapter 435: Temporary

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read2();　　In the middle of the southern barbarian, deep in the ground, the huge earth mole continued to wield incomparably sharp forelimb claws, digging up the rock and soil in front of him easily, and at a very fast speed. Moving forward.
Since the lava giant boasted that it was once again frozen, the terrified Mole, who was originally terrified and trembling, has continued to regain its gluttonous nature. With its strong sense of smell and hearing, it can easily find the rot in extremely far areas. The corpse, and while avoiding the intricate underground river, dig under the carrion very quickly, chew it and swallow it.
　　 It is a scavenger.
　　 Although the Earth God Mole is huge in size, and even carries an entire ancestral tribe on its back, once it is underground, it is like a fish in water, and its speed will be countless times faster than on the ground.
The chest of the earth mole, inside the huge complex honeycomb structure that almost covers its chest, there are countless large and small spaces that are closed or connected. The ingenious layout has almost maximized the utilization of this space. , It can be called an ingenious workmanship, but the number of deserters living inside the hive is really too much, countless ordinary deserters crowded together like bees, in order to find a little place to survive, they will not hesitate to kill each other.
　　 This is the ancestral courtyard that other tribes of the deserters dream of, and the ancestral courtyard that they all want to live in!
In the ancestral courtyard of the deserters, the status class is related to the hive in which they live. The more inward the hive is, the larger the hive space is. It is inhabited by high-level deserters and high-blooded deserters. The status of occupants is naturally the lowest.
These densely packed beehives are wrapped in layers, and the more the Mole travels to the outside, the stronger the vibration, and even unpredictable damage, such as stone splashing, dark river impact, etc., but the biggest crisis is still From inside the ancestral court of the group.
　　 The route that the ancestral controls the Mole needs food. Feeding this behemoth under him also needs a huge amount of food. Where does this food come from?
　　 These most outlying deserters are food.
　　 The naked law of the weak and strong food in the southern jungle is vividly reflected in this ancestral beehive. Weakness is a mistake, and weakness is food.
　　 Inside the beehive, there is a beehive very close to the interior. The decoration is quite luxurious. Even the bed is covered with soft animal skins. On the wall of unknown material, there is a shell-like luminous body hanging.
This kind of rare thing called the sun shell by the deserters is not produced in the southern jungle, but only occasionally appears on the beach. The deserted people are afraid of water, so its preciousness can be seen. In the ancestral courtyard, only the noble status Talents are eligible.
Under the soft light shining from the sun shells, a figure was faintly visible, lying on his back on the bed, his face pale, with chapped lips, and a fist-sized blood hole on his chest, covered with dried dark red blood, and the surrounding muscles. The huge wounds were torn out, like a centipede climbing, hideous and terrifying.
　　 The figure on the bed is not very young, and there is only a faint gasp, and he is dying.
However, the young man of the deserter kept his eyes open and stared at the top of the bee chamber. There was a strong desire to survive in his eyes. He knew that he could not die yet, at least in the ancestral court of the deserter and the Mole. He can't die before being destroyed by the human race. He wants revenge, for the barbarians, the guardian of peace in the jungle, and for the unknown life and death of her.
　　 "Huang cut, you should leave a bite of meat to this dying waste anyway, you left a bone, he is not a dog, how can you gnaw it?"
Suddenly a rough and frantic laughter sounded from the entrance of the hive, and then two burly youths, holding a spear in one hand and a bone in the other, stepped into the hive. After stepping in, neither Covering up, he looked around this rather luxurious bee chamber extremely greedily, as if the extremely precious internal bee chamber in the ancestral courtyard would soon belong to them.
　　 Among the two burly deserters, the young man named Huangqie retracted his greedy eyes, looked at the wounded deserter lying on the bed disdainfully, dropped the bones without a trace of scum in his hand, and said:
"I now hope that this waste will die soon, so that we can compete for this beehive, but at the same time, I don't want him to die too quickly. Otherwise, how can I eat this pair of beast meat every day? As a brother who used to fight side by side, The task of delivering you food every day should be left to me, right, waste rock?"
The hoarse and rampant voice fell, followed by two crazy grinning, but the injured young deserter lying flat underneath closed his eyes, did not open, just pinched the nails into the palm of his palm, which implies that he is not calm. .
Within a quarter of an hour, the entire beehive was filled with foul language and kicks, and then the two deserters walked out of the beehive unwillingly, leaving only the waste rock dragged from the bed to the ground. .
Huangyan opened his eyes and stared blankly at the beast bones that fell to the ground in front of him. The beast bones that had been licked and licked by the two people in turn were as smooth as a mirror, without any pieces of flesh or blood on them, but this For him, this is the only hope for survival. Under such a severe injury, even with such a strong body, he will undoubtedly die. But before Wang Jing pierced the spear, he fed him a bottle. Life potion, so he can live till now.
　　 But at this time, without dripping water for a long time, and eating no food, his soul fire has begun to extinguish gradually, so he needs to eat and he wants to live.
Huangyan moved his right arm bit by bit with great difficulty, trying to grasp the animal bones not far away. When he was a child in the barbarian, the barbarian priest would teach the survival knowledge in the jungle, and once said that among the southern barbarians, there will be very few The wild beast will store part of its essence in the bones to increase its explosive power and lethality. Therefore, it is ridiculous to bet on this line of life.
But Guangguang's grabbing the beast bone back to his mouth has consumed all his energy, and if he wants to bet that there is essence in the beast bone, he must crush the beast bone. For the waste rock at this time, it is a horizontal bar. A scourge in front of him.
Huangyan opened his mouth, bit the bones of the beast with his sharp teeth, and exerted force downwards, but the hard bones did not move. He continued to exert force and even heard a whimper, but still Unable to crush.
　　 Then Huangyan slammed his head against the wall of the bee chamber, trying to use this to increase the bite force, one, two, ten strokes, the young deserter's entire head and teeth all gushing out of blood.
　　 Finally, with a click, Huangyan stopped because the bones in his mouth were broken, and half of his teeth were broken.
　　 A fishy liquid filled his mouth, mixed with blood, and Huangyan knew that he had survived temporarily.