After spending a whole day in panic, it was probably because Mr. Xia Ya's character had exploded, and the pursuers could not catch up.

The further you go, the further you seem to be from danger, and the uneasiness in the group also dissipates slightly.

While it was dawn, Xia Ya made some hay and burned it into grass ashes, and then carefully applied it to the wound. People in the wild have this experience. When they lack medicine after being injured, using burned grass ashes to apply the wound to stop bleeding and prevent the wound from rotting.

In the middle of the night the next day, Xia Ya's character broke out to the peak, and they actually encountered a jackal trying to attack them.

The beast died miserably under the fire fork of Chara, and then turned into pieces of fragrant barbecue. As for the remaining meat, it also became food preparations for the group - but the burden on the poor goblin princess increased a lot.

Chara treated Oaks as a slave without sympathy.

The Goblin Princess has no objection to this. Anyway, for the Goblin, once the identity becomes "scattered", there is no human rights to speak of - Oh, by the way, the Goblin probably doesn't understand what human rights are.

They walked in the wilderness for five days before finally seeing a continuous blue-black appearance on the horizon in the distance...

Mountain! Finally saw the mountain!

The group immediately cheered, and Xia Ya couldn't help but roar with all her strength.

He has been so suffocated in the past two or three days, and the more he moved forward, even the experienced hunter, he was a little worried whether he had lost his way.

After all, in order to avoid the pursuers, they stayed away from the river, and that river should be the best coordinate for identifying the route.

According to the information provided by the goblins, they could see the mountain after walking for three days, but they walked for five days.

If you can't find the mountain after walking for another two days, I'm afraid the poor goblin will suffer from Xia Ya's anger because of lying about the route.

Although I saw the mountain from afar, there is a saying that "looking at the mountain and running to death." When everyone walked to the woods at the foot of the mountain, it took a full half day.

Finally seeing the green woods, Xia Ya turned around excitedly and screamed a few times.

For Xia Ya, who grew up in the mountains and forests, saw the mountains and forests, he felt an indescribable familiarity. In the mountains, for him, there were food everywhere, prey everywhere, and resources that could be used everywhere.

Just as Xia Ya screamed excitedly, the poor man couldn't help but pour some cold water on him.

"Hey, Xia Ya." The poor man sighed. Since Xia Ya asked her to eat her only food, the red ant egg that day, the poor man has never quarreled with Xia Ya again, nor has he called him "rustic" again. When he thought about it carefully, he seemed to have said a few words to him in a very kind way.

"What?" Xia Ya turned his head, he straightened his chest, and the wound on his shoulder had healed - this also surprised the poor and goblins.

This guy's physique is like a monster... It's even suspected that he is probably a monster born to humans and monsters. At least it's hard to see a monster like him with good physique in humans!

Several wounds on his body, the claw marks left by the bloodthirsty wolf on his back, had already been healed, and even the scars had been removed from the shackles, and the arrow wounds on his shoulders had healed. Under the blood shackles that had fallen off half, the newly grown flesh was exposed. Except for the slightly darker color, there was no abnormality at all.

It's really annoying. The poor man's foot was injured by a trapped beast, but now she needs someone to help her when she walks, but this rustic bull can already jump around.

After hesitating for a moment, the poor man couldn't help but remind Xia Ya: "Look, there is such a big mountain, where are we going to find dragons?"

Xia Ya was stunned.

He looked up at the front of him...

The forest at the foot of the mountain looks endless. The forest covers the mountain from the foot of the mountain, green and dense, and the mountain above is endless, with one mountain connected to another... If you really search one mountain and one mountain, you may not be able to finish it after two or three years!

Xia Ya is not a stubborn person. He sighed: "Anyway, looking for treasures depends on luck, and it doesn't matter if we really can't find them. It's best if we can make a discovery for a few days in the mountains. Even if we don't have one, I think those pursuers will have gone far. At that time, we can turn around and go back."

After a pause, Xia Ya smiled: "Or, we just cross this mountain. I want to walk for a month, which is enough to walk to the other side of the mountain. I heard that the other side of the mountain is the territory of the Odin Empire. Anyway, I am alone and my whole family is not jealous of me. It is okay to go anywhere. At worst, I can just go to the Odin Empire to live."

The poor man smiled gently when he heard this: "Ha, you said that you signed a warcraft contract with people in Wildfire Town. Whatever you said is the man's credit, and you must obey whatever you said."

Xia Ya smiled embarrassedly: "Credit is of course about it, but... Speaking of which, if you really want to sell your life for five coins, it is not heroic, but a brain problem. When talking about heroic spirit, you must also distinguish between the occasion and the situation."

Look, this rustic guy is indeed not a kind person.

After pausing, Xia Ya raised her head and said, "Hey, poor worm, I saved me once in the river before you. As a reward, I promise you that if I encounter a dragon, I will never use you as bait!"

"Oh?" The poor man's eyes lit up, and his eyes became a little gentler.

But Shaya's next sentence...

"If we meet a dragon, I won't treat you as bait. We will run away by our own ability. If we run fast, we will be eaten by the dragon. Let's rest assured - as long as you can pass me..."

Poor: "………”

Can you run past you? Don’t say that I have injuries on my feet now, even when I am stumbled and jumped around, how could I pass by you as a pervert?!

The poor man's teeth were itchy again.

Dead rusty! Bastard rusty! It made people feel a little moved, and they immediately said such rascals again!

But after he was angry, the poor man always felt a feeling in his heart, as if... Looking at Xia Ya, although this guy spoke vulgarly and cunningly, if he really encountered danger, he would probably not leave himself alone.

I don’t know why, but the poor man has this confidence anyway.

...

Entering the forest, Shaya immediately made a forked stick to serve as a crutch for the poor man. He also sharpened a stick with a fire fork to act as a spear. Poor Oaks continued to play the role of a porter, but its burden was much lighter.

After walking into the forest for most of the day, in the evening, Xia Ya was looking for dry branches to prepare a fire, but suddenly she heard a strange sound from the depths of the forest.

The sound began to be very blurry, but as Chara pulled a few bushes open, he heard it very clearly.

Poor and Oaks followed Chara and heard the voice.

The sound was thin and long, as if it had been dragged out, with a groan of weakness and dying struggle, and as if it was an owl's chirping at night.

The poor man suddenly felt a thorn in his heart and shrank his neck: "Hey, Xia Ya, could it be a monster?"

Xia Ya listened carefully for a while, turned her head and smiled: "No! It seems to be a scream from a person. Having said that, when I picked you up, it seemed that this sound was also true."

The poor man blushed. Just as he was about to say something, Xia Ya had already strode forward.

After walking a few hundred steps, a small, slightly wider area appeared in the forest in front. It was obvious that someone had visited here, and the surrounding grass also had traces of being trampled and crushed.

The three of them pulled open the bushes and saw the sound in the middle of the open space... the source of the sound!

This is one person!

A man, with long golden hair, covered with grass clippings and mud, was struggling weakly and dyingly.

As soon as the three of them walked over, they could clearly see the person's face...and...

They only saw this person's face!

Because, this poor guy, he was buried underground, with his neck full of soil, and only one head was exposed on the ground.

Seeing this guy's head, although he screamed so pitifully and miserably, Xia Ya couldn't help but feel a funny feeling in her heart.

He strode over, stood in front of the poor guy, and gently touched the other person's head with his toes: "Hey!"

The head suddenly felt refreshed, raised his eyelids and looked at Xia Ya with a gaze, exclaiming: "God bless you, praise the great Lord, the Lord's glory is everywhere! Finally someone saves me..."

"You are..." Xia Ya squatted down and looked at the guy.

"I am a human!" This head was helpless. Although his face was covered in dust, his eyes were shockingly bright. Xia Ya had never seen such a divine person! Although this guy was embarrassed, his tone had a strange smell: "Can't you tell that I am alone? Don't talk nonsense, dig me out quickly, I'm really about to be suffocated to death."

As he said that, he spat hard and spitted with mud: "You'd better prepare a piece of clothing for me. When those bastards buried me, they stripped my whole body of clothes..."
Chapter completed!