The ferns rushed out of the nest, hovering high in the sky, making a dissatisfied noise.

Gordon's hand retracted from the crow's nest, and a few orange-red honey aphid aphids appeared in the palm of his palm.

The honey aphid aphid is shiny and sweet. It is the essence secreted by star-spotted aphids after sucking various nectars, and is specially used for aphids before laying eggs. The fern crows love to eat fat aphids. When they sweep away the aphid nest, they will carry shiny honey aphid aphid aphid to decorate the crow’s nest.

"Honey-Honey-Honey!" The cicada, who was dozing off with the Demon Life Tree, suddenly opened her eyes wide, sniffed with a round little nose, quickly jumped out of her heart, and crawled towards the honey aphid on Gaodeng's hand.

"Learn to speak first." Gordon closed his palm, wrapped the honey aphid, and said word by word, "You want to eat honey."

While drooling, the cicada learned to recite: "You want - you want - you want."

"There are three words in total." Gordon repeated slowly, "You want to eat honey."

“Eat—eat—eat.”

"It's still wrong."

"Honey-honey-honey." Chanchan stared at Gordon pitifully, stretched out his finger, and scratched it flatteringly on Gordon's back. "Itchy-it-itty-itty."

Gao Deng let go of his palm helplessly and let the cicada take away the honey aphid aphid with joy.

After careful training, the little fairy can understand some human language, and can also use the heart alliance formed by both sides to faintly sense Gordon's emotional changes. But no matter how they teach, the cicada cannot speak coherent words and sentences, and cannot even make simple repetitions.

This is a bit too unusual. It seems that in the future, I will kidnap a few little goblin research experts from the Alchemy Society and torture them. Gao Deng made secret plans and flew out of the fern forest along the river below.

The river water passes through the vast and gentle tundra, with green light surging on both sides, colorful wild flowers blooming, bees and butterflies flying, and clear and loud insects ringing one after another. A large group of rock antels are drinking and resting. The leading rock antels are tall and large, with strong limbs and strong, and their horns are as sharp as hooks. They look around from time to time alert.

As soon as he walked into the tundra, Gordon felt very uncomfortable. The low light moss had no ankles, the surrounding terrain was flat, and there was no vines covering him, which made him unable to use vegetation to hide. Once he encountered a ferocious beast, he would have to fight hard and not even have the chance to ambush.

Gao Deng pondered for a moment, then suddenly turned back to the fern forest.

"No. 13 is walking back." On the opposite dune, Gage moved the monocular viewing glass, and the camera followed Gordon's back.

"He's gone?" The arrogant young man was stunned and shouted in anger, "This coward! Coward! Despicable! Did he find us?"

"Impossible." Ge Ying sneered, "unless his eyes can match the look-up."

"Maybe he feels too tired and plans to go back to the previous floor to rest." The arbitrary young man drew his short sword and was ready to move. "Let's attack quickly, three people are enough to kill him!"

"Don't act rashly!" Ge Ying shouted, "From my understanding of No. 13, he is definitely not a person who gave up halfway."

"When will I wait? I'm almost suffocating from below." A muffled voice from No. 6 came from below.

"If you want to clear your shame, you must be more patient than him." Ge Ying paused slightly in the monocular viewing glass, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "He did not go far, but stopped by the fern forest. No. 13 was observing this tundra, and he was really careful."

Gordon climbed onto a dense tiger-toothed fern and watched carefully the movements of the tundra. It was not until ten days later that he understood the pattern of wild animals here that he walked back into the tundra.

Not long after, he began to speed up and headed straight to the lush sand dunes in the distance.

"He's coming up, ready!" Ge Ying put down the monocoque viewing glass, and a fierce murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The three of them clenched their swords and held their breath. They saw Gao Deng's figure disappearing and disappearing, and wandering around the dense kudzu vines in the shape of a "zhi", sometimes like a clever bobcat, sometimes like a swimming poisonous snake. Sometimes he jumped to a high place, pulled the kudzu bars and swung them. Sometimes he suddenly paused, watched and retreated, and walked around in circles and quickly.

Three thousand meters...one thousand meters...three hundred meters...Gauden is getting closer and closer to the ambush circle of the three. Geying's heart can't help but beating quickly, and his muscles are tense.

"Bang!" Gao Deng grabbed the lemon and swung over the first pit. After letting go of the lemon, Gao Deng was about to fall down when his eyes flashed, and he jumped over and grabbed the lemon above again.

The cherry bars swayed back and forth in the air, and Gao Deng stared at the thickly covered dry vines on the ground. Along the way, the fallen leaves and moss on this place were obviously much more than before. He looked forward, and the vines of the iron whiskers hang down to the ground and were slightly tight. The iron whiskers and vines in the distance were all curled upwards and grew without a single one extending to the ground!

trap!

The moment when Gordon was alert, a scimitar flew past the sky and cut off the vine!

Gao Deng loosened his hand and fell down. The fish flipped! He turned over in the air, poked out one arm, and grabbed the kudzu vine on the other side. "Swoosh swish!" A cold light suddenly burst out from the moss bush slanted behind, forcing him to shrink his arms and lean back and fall straight down.

The densely shining iron needle roared past Gao Deng's forehead and wiped out blood. It was about to land, but Gao Deng suddenly lays on his body, stretching his limbs, forming a "big" character.

"Crazy!" Gao Deng touched the ground, and the withered vines and leaves shook down, revealing the pit dug out below. The pit was about three meters deep and one meter in diameter. There were sharpened vines inserted in the pit, like dense spear forests. Gao Deng's hands and feet just supported the edge of the pit, and he hanged on the pit, with the tips of the vines being only half a foot away from his chest and abdomen.

The needle rain shot out quickly again and hit Gaodeng's back. The geek spread out and pounced down from a high place, and the scimitar swayed the crescent-shaped cold light.

Gordon stood upside down, his head and feet, and his whole body flipped through the pit. Several bundles of needles hit his calves, causing him to stagger and almost fall.

The Gage sword flashed, the vine whiskers broke, and the mechanism activated. The vine whiskers were like bowstrings, and the gravel tied to the ends splashed, like a scattered smoke covering Gordon.

Gordon's cloak was rolled out, blocking the smoke ahead, and he took off from the cloak and retreated quickly.

The moss leaves splashed, and the arbitrary young man suddenly rushed out and rushed towards Gao Deng. The short sword was fierce and fast with the help of the rushing momentum, and invisible needles of source power burst out from all around the tip of the sword.

While flying back, Gao Deng waved his dagger to block the dagger. The source power needle rain was as thin as a gossip, and it was unstoppable. It pierced into the skin, piercing out the red blood spots. "Dang!" Gao Deng raised the dagger, pushed away the dagger, and suddenly counterattacked the left palm, stabbing the opponent's throat like a snake.

The young man with a cold snorted, and at the same time he pulled out a short sword with his left hand, stabbing Gao Deng's palm. Gao Deng's palm sank, his five fingers were like hooks, and his speed suddenly accelerated, and he grabbed the young man's wrist.
Chapter completed!