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Volume 2: The Crocodile King Shows His Power¡ªThe Jungle Chapter 44: Misunderstandings and Conjectures

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    Faced with the huge size of Deinosuchus, it was obviously not wise to face the enemy head-on. The female Tyrannosaurus chose another way to fight.  Deinosuchus turned back and kept adjusting his body, just when the Tyrannosaurus felt that the opportunity had come.  Its big mouth finally attacked.  Trying to attack the crocodile from the side was the right choice, but when it encountered a Deinosuchus that took an unusual path, this choice immediately became stupid.  "Huh" The body of Deinosuchus shook suddenly, and then its long tail swept over with the sound of wind.  "Bang!" "Ouch" The Tyrannosaurus rex, which only paid attention to the head of Deinosuchus, was completely blindsided. One side of its face was stained with blood. One eyeball had been blown out and was flowing out from the eye socket.  .  Any small mistake in the battle is not allowed.  So the injured female Tyrannosaurus never had a chance to make a comeback. The huge mouth of Deinosuchus had already taken advantage of the situation and bit her neck.  "Crack" "Boom" The sound of branches breaking and the sound of the Tyrannosaurus landing were heard.  After many days of training, Deinosuchus had obviously increased in strength. It almost relied solely on the strength of its neck to flip the Tyrannosaurus to the ground, crushing a clump of plants and raising a cloud of dust.  Then Yang Gan shook his head vigorously, causing greater damage to the tyrannosaurus.  "Roar!" "Roar" Every time he swings, the Tyrannosaurus's body drags back and forth on the ground with his swing, and makes a miserable scream.  But the screams were only a few times, and soon, the female tyrannosaurus completely lost the breath of life.  "Aww" "Aoww" The injured baby tyrannosaurus in the distance struggled helplessly, watching its mother gradually lose her life. At a young age, it seemed to have anticipated its own end.  The Deinosuchus, which had killed the female Tyrannosaurus, let go of the body in its mouth, and then turned to look at it.  Most baby dinosaurs that have lost their mothers have only one end, and that is death.  What's more, it suffered such a serious injury - the bone spear is hollow, and as long as a wound is left, it will bleed until there is no more blood to bleed.  Yang Gan did not kill the baby tyrannosaurus immediately, he just glanced at it and quietly lay down on the field where he had just fought.  When the battle just broke out, the surrounding creatures, large and small, had already fled far away. At this moment, they only dared to peek secretly under the cover of the jungle bushes, but they would never dare to disturb this place regardless of life and death.  The victors left on the battlefield.  At this moment, apart from the quiet wind, only the wail of the baby tyrannosaurus could be heard in the wilderness.  After a while, Yang Gan stood up.  He first found the bone spear that missed the target. The vines on his body were scattered during the battle. After all, the ones he tied up were not that strong.  Looking around, he directly inserted the bone spear into the body of the female tyrannosaurus.  Then he came to the dying baby Tyrannosaurus, which was unable to even moan, stretched out its clawed front paws, and pulled out the bone spear that was still inserted into its body.  He bit the baby Tyrannosaurus in one bite, ended its life, and swallowed it directly into its belly.  He also inserted the second bone spear into the body of the female tyrannosaurus, and he dragged the body towards the pile of boulders.  It¡¯s shameful to waste food.  "Chirp!" When Xiaoqing saw him coming back with food, he had already emerged from the cracks in the rocks, flying around him and chirping non-stop.  Yang Gan, who was somewhat uninterested, threw the body of the female tyrannosaurus outside the corridor, then tore off a few pieces of meat for Xiaoqing, and walked into the corridor alone.  Perhaps no creature on this Cretaceous planet could ever understand the murals on the stone walls.  But he has already regarded this as his spiritual sustenance. Only in this way can he feel that he comes from another era. ? Even though it makes him feel even more lonely.  Looking carefully at the scratches on the murals, Yang Qian complained to himself that he shouldn't have killed the female tyrannosaurus so quickly. He should have let her fully understand what pain and despair were before killing her.  right.  At least we have to break its scratching claws first and make it suffer for a few days He suddenly straightened up and stared at the scratches on the mural, motionless.  The front claws of the Tyrannosaurus Rex have degenerated so much that it is impossible for them to leave such scratches on the stone wall, let alone such deep scratches.  The boulders here have been standing here for who knows how many years. The erosion of wind, sun and years has not turned them into dust. It can be seen that their texture is very hard, even the claws that have been evolved and trained countless times.?, it was very difficult to draw it at the beginning. If an ordinary dinosaur wanted to leave such traces, would it have to be crazy or didn't want claws?  He looked at all the scratches from beginning to end, picture by picture.  The scratches were so messy that Yang Qian even felt that it was a dinosaur that was in a very violent and irritable state, scratching at random with its claws as if venting its anger against the stone wall.  As soon as this idea came up, he suddenly burst into laughter. How could it be possible? When did he have such an ability? Or did he have a special function?  Can you actually tell the owner's emotions from a few messy scratches?  He couldn't help but read all the scratches from beginning to end.  One, two The messy scratches looked messy, but Yang Qian tried to see something from them.  The facts told him that what just happened might really be an illusion.  In the last picture, the sun sets, and the queen¡¯s lonely back disappears.  The scratches on it have become a little shallower, and they seem to be less messy. They are probably scribbled dinosaurs, maybe some other strange creatures, and they are a little tired from scratching here!  Yang Qian was quite satisfied with this painting at first. It can be regarded as the painting he put the most effort into.  And after practicing many stone carvings, his painting skills have also improved a lot. At least he feels that the artistic conception has been painted.  Of course, this is the Cretaceous period. He can call himself the first painter and first engraver of the Cretaceous period. I believe no creature will come to compete with him for this title.  Even if what he thinks is good is good, no one will argue with him.  In fact, he dreamed that one day, a dinosaur would rumble over and say, "What the hell are you drawing?" After thinking about it for a while, he didn't want to read anymore.  Turning around and lying down to rest for a while, he was stunned again.  In the picture of the setting sun, apart from the lonely back of the Queen, there is just a sunset. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ?? But now, next to the sunset above, there seems to be another sunset.  Or rather, it¡¯s a circle.  This round scratch is very shallow, so shallow that it is almost invisible and very irregular.  It¡¯s like a child who is just learning to draw, scribbling randomly.  Yang Gan can be sure that he never drew such a circle at that time.  Moreover, he was certain that this circle must have been added later.  An image suddenly flashed in his mind.  A figure was wandering around this huge pile of rocks, and suddenly entered this natural corridor and saw these patterns.  For some unknown reason, it suddenly started scratching randomly against the stone wall.  Just when he got tired of drawing, on the last picture, on a whim, he imitated the sunset he drew on it, leaving a circle.  It was painted very carefully, not daring to use too much force for fear of not being able to imitate well, so the traces left behind are so shallow that they cannot be seen.  Almost at the same time as this image flashed through his mind, Yang Qian suddenly remembered a figure, a lonely figure under the setting sun.  So the figure that was originally just a blur in the image gradually became clear, forming a familiar figure.  Among the dinosaurs he knew, except for the Queen, no one seemed to do such inexplicable things. Only the Queen would come back here and come to her favorite place.  ¡°Perhaps the queen has spent that manic time, maybe she came back to see herself, after all, it has been following her for so long inexplicably.  But he left, so it became manic again, and scratched all the traces he left on the stone wall. When it came to the last picture, maybe it was too tired, maybe it remembered that it had seen itself carving on the stone wall,  So I decided to imitate it myself.  Maybe it¡¯s just your own conjecture, maybe it¡¯s just your own delusion.  But Yang Gan really wanted to believe the results of his guess. He really wanted to see the queen alive and well, and learned to imitate his own portrayal At this moment, he felt that his bleak life suddenly became brighter.  !  (Please vote for recommendations. Another recommended book is "Jingxiao", there is a link to the through train! For signed works, the author has completed the book!)
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