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Volume 2: The Crocodile King Shows His Power¡ªThe Jungle Chapter 16: Coming Out of the Mountain

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    The forest regained its calmness, as if all the screams just now had never happened.  The brutal velociraptor that escaped with its life obviously carried out a big killing in the forest, but Yang Qian was no longer interested in caring about it.  After using a few pieces of minced meat to kill the sky-tailed lizard that kept chirping to express his dissatisfaction, Yang Gan began to enjoy his delicious meal.  It was said to be a delicious meal, but due to the stimulation of the velociraptor blood just now, this delicious meal seemed to be unpalatable.  Yang Gan's unreasonable anger just now was not due to the Velociraptor's ignorance, but because he suddenly realized that when he faced fresh flesh and blood, especially the flesh and blood of the Velociraptor leader that might provide him with more energy, his resistance  The power is actually getting weaker and weaker.  Is this a reaction when his reason begins to succumb to sexual instinct?  Thinking of the possible consequences, he had enough reason to be angry.  If he completely turned into a crocodile that only knew how to chase blood, the consequences would definitely not be what he wanted.  Find more powerful prey, devour more flesh and blood, find a large group of female crocodiles, establish a territory of your own, and then It turns out that human will is not omnipotent. As time goes by, it will gradually succumb to the instinct of lust.  ?  But my mental power has just been broken through. When I was in meditation, I could feel the hostile eyes. No fool could make a mistake. Only when my mental power reaches a certain level can I feel this way, right?  Yang Qian was in a state of confusion.  He gave up continuing to move forward in the river and began to walk on land along the mountains.  ¡°Walking through the forest, from the valley with jagged rocks, from the muddy swamp, from the canyon to the top of the mountain, he regarded this as a journey of spiritual cultivation.  A butterfly danced gracefully in the forest, its figure rising and falling, attracting Yang Qian's eyes.  Any life is a miracle of nature, even if it is just a butterfly.  A small lizard watched the butterfly show off its dancing posture in front of it. Its eyes kept following the butterfly's figure, and its mouth opened several times, but no other movements were seen.  A small dinosaur suddenly sprang out from a clump of ferns. It didn't notice the lizard whose body color completely blended in with the ferns, but suddenly stuck its head out towards the butterfly.  Just when it was about to succeed, the butterfly's wings just flapped slightly, and its figure escaped the crisis.  Yang Qian noticed that when the butterfly dodged, some powder silently shook off its beautiful wings.  The little dinosaur that failed to attack suddenly sneezed violently, jumped up and down on the ground, and then quickly got into the ferns, and there was a faint strange chirping sound.  Yang Qian couldn't help but laugh. Sure enough, no creature should be underestimated.  Even a butterfly has its own extraordinary tricks; and the experienced lizard had obviously known the power of this colorful butterfly for a long time, so it resisted its urge to prey.  Then Yang Gan found a stone wall and recorded what he just saw with pictures.  ¡°Maybe no living thing will ever come to appreciate these murals, but he doesn¡¯t mind.  These days, he has left many such murals.  Since he decided to undergo a trial of life, he is no longer limited to carving his previous patterns on the stone wall as before.  These days, he would draw whatever he saw in the jungles, mountains, streams, and swamps he walked through.  Although his painting skills are not very good, it can still be seen that the insects, flying dragons, tyrannosaurs, ceratopsians in his paintings and even some strange trees are within the scope of his depiction, without deliberately thinking about anything.  But when facing a suitable stone wall, he would draw whatever he had just encountered; he would draw whatever he remembered.  In addition to paintings on stone walls, he also has paintings on soil.  What¡¯s on the stone wall belongs to his Cretaceous world, and what¡¯s on the soil is his past life.  The reason why he did not leave traces of his previous life on the stone wall was not because he was afraid that other intelligent beings would discover the secret that he was a visitor from time and space, but because he felt in his heart that this was inappropriate.  It was hard for him to imagine that maybe one day, a group of 21st century scientists suddenly discovered some ancient murals, and then went through all kinds of careful protection and restoration.  In the end, it was discovered that these murals from 100 million or 80 million years ago actually depict a child using a slingshot to hit a street lamp, or a game maniac yelling at the computer You can imagine, what exactly did they do?  How "surprised" or "surprised" should it be?  You can guarantee that there won¡¯t be anything inside.??A few old scientists who are too old and not in good health may suffer from cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases and cause any major losses to the archaeological community?  ??Be kind and kind.  So when Yang Qian wanted to draw his past life, he would only draw it on the soil, and only now, he would draw it on the stone wall.  I don¡¯t know if this symbolizes that the past life will eventually become a smoke and cloud, and only this life is worth describing There were no roads in the Cretaceous mountains, so Yang Gan¡¯s journey was very hard. However, thinking about his journey along the way, he felt  Well worth it.  Doing these things allows him to remember more clearly that he is a visitor across time and space after all.  While walking around and painting, Yang Qian suddenly discovered that he had almost finished walking this mountain that stretched for who knows how many miles.  Sure enough, after crossing a hilltop with sparse trees, his eyes suddenly opened up.  This is an endless desolate wilderness. There are basically no huge dinosaurs on the land. The occasional clumps of dry ferns look lifeless. Trees that should have grown everywhere have become extremely rare here.  Even if there is one, it is low and short.  The sky seems to have become extremely high in an instant, and the white clouds dotted above the blue sky have become lonely.  It is not a desert, but it always reminds him of the saying "the desert is solitary and the smoke is straight". There is no long river, only the setting sun.  However, this world is not lifeless. Some small creatures wandering among the dry ferns are still proving that this world still contains the miracle of life.  Reddish-brown loose soil is spread all over the ground. Even the smallest dinosaur will throw up a piece of sand when it runs over.  These little running creatures need to avoid threats from the sky.  Several pterosaurs were hovering in the sky. They tried their best to spread their wings, but they couldn't even reach the lowest white clouds. They could only cast their sights on the vast sky and earth.  Yang Qian, who had been wandering in the mountains for who knows how long, was completely fascinated by the scenery in front of him, even though it looked deserted.  But when he first saw all this, he fell in love with this land with high sky and clear clouds and boundless land.  Even the sky-tailed lizard on his back seemed to be shocked by the sudden appearance, and it rarely became quiet.  He subconsciously took steps toward the world that seemed to symbolize boundless freedom.  A giant centipede that was more than one meter long felt the tremors of the ground. It emerged from the thick layer of dead leaves with its teeth and claws. Its huge blood-red body was so eye-catching on the yellow ground.  It waved countless arms, and its venomous jaws and teeth were always ready to give a harsh lesson to the unreasonable visitors who disturbed its rest.  But a huge paw with sharp claws ruthlessly shattered its anger, and its body was shattered along with it.  Yang Qian walked over without caring.  The days in the mountains not only tempered his soul, but also tempered his body.  Walking on the ground for a long time made his body seem to have lost weight, but whether it was strength, the scales on his back, the soft skin on his abdomen, including the powerful limbs and feet, they were all growing at a terrifying rate, becoming more and more  Strong and powerful.  Now, even his tail can easily break boulders, let alone his walking limbs.  It¡¯s really nothing to step on a giant centipede without eyes. Who makes you think that there will be no large creatures passing by on this hill with sparse woods?  Doesn't it know that these insects in the mountain forest should find a hole in a tree or a crevice in a rock to hide?  So just now I was lamenting that life is a miracle of nature, and in the blink of an eye, I destroyed another "miracle" giant Deinosuchus, and walked forward without stopping.  When Yang Gan walked towards the wilderness, behind him, a dexterous figure quickly flashed out and came to the centipede's body. It carefully tore off the centipede's poisonous jaws with its sharp claws, and then filled in the remaining parts.  There was a crunching sound in the mouth.  (Going out of the mountain to change the map, three updates today, the second update at 2 noon)
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