Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Shao Xuan took the cage back to his headquarters. He first found a place where no one was present and opened the cage.

The moment the cloth was lifted, the winged dragon in there couldn't wait to climb out. When Shao Xuan walked all the way here, he saw the outside situation from the pores of the cloth covered in the cage, and smelled the familiar forest that had long gone awry. Although different from what I remember, as long as it was a forest, it was very exciting.

Being locked in the basement for so long, facing the water moonstone and the stone walls around it every day, at first sight, it was so excited to fly at any time, except that before in the cage, it did not dare to move, as soon as it moved, Shao Xuan forcibly repressed, then he learned to behave, before opening the cage, did not dare to jump.

Stepping on the green grass, it lowered its head and smelled it on the grass, pecked it, and shook its wings up.

I don't know if it's for its own reasons, or if it's just Wing Dragon itself, and it's obvious when it flies that it doesn't have the flexibility to chirp their flying birds.

After flying to a tree, it stood tall, looking down at the trees and the grass, and saw the river not far away. Moving his wings, he looked at Shao Xuan again. He didn't dare to run around. If he was accidental, flying halfway was directly controlled, I wondered if he would fall to death.

Therefore, Wing Long, who had just been released from the cage, flew a moment to see Shao Xuan. He saw that Shao Xuan was not angry and didn't say anything, so he continued to fly.

Because of its small size, traveling through the woods is not much of an obstacle, and its own color is between the green and the pale gray hues of the trunk, and there are some other clutter, a color combination that is ideal for hiding in the branches.

And Shao Xuan discovered that he had begun to learn to hide the breath, either of his own. Hiding his breath was a hunting technique, which he had long mastered, and now he had begun to learn to hide the smell of flaming horn sparks fused into the bone marrow.

In the hunt that follows, it may be faster to master how to control the breath. And once it's really well controlled, as long as it's intentionally hidden, I'm afraid it's hard for anyone but Shao Xuan to spot it.

Sometimes, some small beasts cannot be underestimated, and they may be more dangerous than others.

Shao Xuan did not take it to tribal settlements, but merely operated in the woods along the edges.

There is a sentry tower where the patrolling fighters rest after patrolling.

Shao Xuan saw that the winged dragon was performing reasonably well and tried to take it that way.

In the meantime, there are some simple instructions that it has understood, so when Shao Xuan indicated "follow”, it also couldn't take care of the insects hidden behind the leaves, and immediately turned around, gliding between the woods, following Shao Xuan.

“Elder! ”

A group of people resting in the woods got up. They have just been on patrol to rest here and will continue to patrol until they are replaced.

After the patrol greeted Shao Xuan, he put his sight on another figure.

Shao Xuan pointed to the wing dragon parked on a tree next to him and said to the patrol: “Lately, it may be moving around here. Keep an eye on it. Don't be an arrow to another bird. Don't be careless, it's fierce. ”

The patrol's men looked past, and the “bird” resting on the tree also looked at them, and the pupil in their eyes shrunk into a vertical oval, which looked somewhat sharp. Experienced hunters can tell from the eyes of animals what type of animal it is, some of the animals that are hunted by predators of grass, whose pupils are lying in their eyes, and some of the pupils in the eyes of predators who are good at ambushing, are standing up, not to mention those pupils in circular through-holes or other shapes. This way of discerning them is very limited, but it's also a method that old hunters like to teach novices.

Whether this bird is really ferocious or not, at least you don't see it as a vegetarian harmless character.

After the patrol was informed, Shao Xuan walked up to the tower and spoke to the people on the tower.

The pterodactylus now waited on the branches and waited until he saw Shao Xuan appear on the tower before flapping his wings up and finally resting on the top of the tower.

Shao Xuanzheng was talking to the people on the sentry tower, and Dokan came and called him.

“I just saw you coming. Let's go over to the Thai River. I heard they've roughly finished the house and the arable land today, just to discuss the hunting. ”

The Thai River tribe must come this way to hunt. Naturally there are hunting places. After all, such a large mountain forest, the six hunting routes of Flaming Horn have not covered much. This is still nearby, farther away mountain forest, many flaming horns have never been involved.

However, the people of the Thai River want to open a new hunting route, which is not something that can be done in a day or two, so the people of the Thai River have been familiar with the mountain forests with the Horn people for some time, it has not been decided which direction they will choose to open the route to.

As soon as Shao Xuan listened, just now nothing happened, he followed Dokan, but he did not bring the wing dragon, but let it operate around here.

Even if Shao Xuan goes to the Thai River, he can sense its location and still control it. Shao Xuan has tested the effective distance, the location of the Thai River tribe is still within this distance.

After Shao Xuan and Dokan left, the Flaming Horn fighters on the tower couldn't hold their curiosity any longer and probed their heads toward the top of the tower.

They haven't seen a tribal bird lately. Ducks and beasts don't count.

After returning from the voyage, he often runs to the mountains to find food, probably bored by life at sea, and now comes back to play hard, sometimes without seeing him for days. Returning to the snowfalcon, it flies too fast, it disappears, and most of the time it stays only on the other side of the settlement.

The people on the tower looked at this strange “bird," and yes, in the eyes of the Horn Man, the wings were all birds, but this one didn't look like the bird they saw, just curious.

“Heard it was the elders they brought back from the sea?” Someone said.

“Birds at sea? It looks really strange. ”

Probably watched uncomfortably and paused at the top of the tower, Wing Long spread his wings and glided down from the top of the tower.

This side of the tower is close to the Flaming River and stands on the tower, crossing the woods to see the river. And the dragon jumped from the top of the tower, gliding all the way to the river.

“Hey, it flew away! ”

“Shouldn't you be running away? ”

“Look, it's heading towards the river! ”

Just over there, gliding past the winged dragon, wings twiced, then harvested, burst into the river.

“Is it a duck? Can you swim?” Flaming Horn warriors on the sentry tower are surprised that their tribal ducks don't grow like this.

“… something's wrong, look! What the hell happened over there? ”

“Get over there! Come on, come on, come on! ”

The noise of panic from the guard tower shook the men of the patrol resting below and rushed towards the flame river together.

The people on the original guard tower saw the surface of the water raging like there was some kind of fierce battle underwater. Of course, they were worried about the strange bird stuck in the water. After all, there were a lot of piranhas in the flame river. And that weird bird, but the elders brought it here, and they didn't have a good time telling the elders what happened. It all happened so fast right under their noses that by the time they got there, they were already one step late, and there was red blood on the surface.

Shao Xuan's footsteps along the Thai River with Dokan.

“What's the matter?” Dokan asked.

“Wait a minute, I'll go back and see if there's anything small over there. ”

“What little thing? I'll check it out too.” Dokan doesn't think it would be meaningless to let Shao Xuan go back to see it.

When the two of them arrived by the Flaming River, the towers and the patrol were surrounded there.

“What's going on?” Dokan, step forward.

The people surrounding them immediately turned aside and revealed a blurred mass of blood that had been placed on the ground.

That's not a winged dragon stuck in the river, but a half-long piranha. At this time, the piranha is really fleshy, unable to see a good piece of meat, including scales, all turned up messily, the back fin has been forcibly torn off, the tail is missing, the eyes, etc. are gone, the gills have been pulled out.

It's not a cannibal bite, although there are, but the main wounds that cause this are definitely not the cannibals, and Dokan has seen the cannibal bite prey, unlike the ones in front of him.

“This... what's going on?” Dokan asks the people around.

The tower's and the patrol's people looked at the tree not far away, and the weird bird was shaking the water on its wings. ”

Dokan looked at the winged dragon on the tree, and at the dead piranha in front of him, and finally at the flaming horn warriors around him, his eyes filled with wonder: "Did it do that? ”

Everyone nodded around. They saw it with their own eyes, and when they brought it out, the strange bird bit the fish and tore the flesh.

And the object they were worried about, nothing happened. I don't know if they noticed Shao Xuan coming over. The “weird bird”, who was still staring at the fisherman, immediately flew up the tree.

Dokang opened his mouth and trembled.

It's definitely a beast!

It's a vicious thing, isn't it?

Over the years of hunting, Dokan rarely sees such a small beast.

There may be plenty of other places in the mountain forest, but there are still plenty of big beasts on weekdays, and some smaller ones are hard to find to hide, so it seems that seeing such a small nature is more violent than a fierce beast,

The reason why we call it a vicious beast is not, of course, whether or not we rely on the ferocity of our sexuality to judge it. It's decisive or powerful. For a long time, Dokando has just treated it like another kind of duck that mixes and drinks in the tribe, but I didn't think...

Dokang looked at the already fleshy cannibal fish on the ground and swallowed the spit, to Shao Xuanjiu: “I think I may know why it can hold on to ice for so many years without dying. ”