Chapter 285
“Where…where…where is anyone…”
Scythe sat on Salamence’s back, bored.
However, his attention has been fixed on the woods below, trying to discover the silhouette or tribe that Yang mentioned.
Of course, nothing has been found so far.
However, Scythe also found a strange place.
“Why is there no devil beast here?”
Scythe murmured while looking at the woods below.
The woods were quiet except for the rustling of trees and grass.
The same is true when looking at the woods in the distance.
There is no trace of it being a Pokémon.
However, Kama thought of the large number of horrific cranes, and it is estimated that this area has long been filled and occupied by horrific cranes.
The other Pokémon are either eaten or driven away.
But after walking for a while, Kama finally saw the trace of people.
In the distance is an endless mountain range, extending from east to west for an unknown number of kilometers.
In the nearest place to the sickle, there are some caves halfway up the mountain, and people can be seen coming and going from a distance.
The scythe flew over on Salamence, with a self-assured smile on his face, he beckoned:
“Hello, brothers and sisters!”
This is the way the morning witch taught him to say hello.
However, unlike the expected friendly and friendly meeting, those people on the mountain range danced and shouted for a while.
Groups of people emerged from various places, and various Pokémons came out of the soil, all drilled into various caves, and then someone moved a huge Rock to block the opening.
The mountain range was silent for a moment.
Sitting dumbfounded on Salamence’s back.
“roar roar roar”
Salamence burst into laughter.
“Go, shut up, fly over.”
Scythe, embarrassed, slaps Salamence on the back.
He was worried about an ambush, and he didn’t dare to get too far from the Ground, let alone land.
Far away, a few kilometers away from the mountainside of the mountain range, the sickle stopped and said loudly:
“I am a tribal person from the south, representing the great lineage of my family. … to ask something on behalf of my witch!!!”
The voice was carried by the wind, but the boulders blocking the entrance of the cave were completely motionless.
The sickle is embarrassed again.
He cleared his throat and said again, “We’re here with good intentions, and we won’t do it unless you do it first!”
“Oh also, we We were attacked by a group of big birds over there, and then we killed them all, do you know what that is?”
“Oh yes…”
Scythe When he played the physique that he had been hiding for a long time, or that he had been holding back for a long time, Barabara said a lot.
Indistinctly, he pricked up his ears and heard some rustling sounds.
“…Terrorbirds were all killed?”
“…terrifying…”
“The Great Horde…”
As soon as the sickle rolled his eyes, he immediately shouted:
“We came with good intentions. If you don’t come out to see me again, I will go back and tell the witch that you are hostile to us!”
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Sure enough, this sentence was shouted out, and after a while, a crack was opened in one of the larger caves, and through the crack, you could see that all the people who were densely packed were full of people.
Then a well-built woman showed her head:
“You really killed all the horror birds?”
Scythe said with a smile : “Killed all! But our morning witch calls this bird a terrifying crane!”
“Aren’t you Chenhe tribe?”
“No, we are a coalition, no A tribe.”
“What is a coalition?”
“A coalition is a combination of many tribes.”
…
Both sides Conversing across the sky, after a while, the burly woman pushed the boulder away.
The people behind the woman came out one after another, as did the other caves.
And when the woman came out, the sickle’s eyes shined.
I saw that this woman was tall and strong, with a tall stature and a face full of flesh, and was deeply loved by the sickle.
“Go down, go down.”
The sickle urged.
Salamence smelled the breath of spring that emanated from the sickle, and laughed again “roar roar”.
However, Kamal couldn’t be bothered with Salamence, waited for the open space halfway up the mountain, and jumped down.
“That brat, what are you wearing on your face?”
The woman walked over and pointed to the mask on the sickle’s face.
“This is to block the wind and sand.”
The sickle couldn’t help but looked up and down at the woman as she replied, and the more she looked, the more satisfied she became.
“My name is Sickle, what’s your name?”
The woman waved her hand extremely boldly: “I am the witch of our tribe, called ‘Jun’!”
“Jun, good name!”
Looking at Jun’s body shape, Kama was amazed, and then looked at Jun from the side.
“What are you doing here with us?”
At this time, a group of people following Jun asked a question.
The sickle came back to his senses and almost forgot that he was here to investigate the situation.
“We’re going north to save the world.”
Kama blurted out.
Then harvest big eyes staring at small eyes of a group of people.
Kama remembered that not everyone could understand the meaning of saving the world.
So he looked at the Pokémon companions here, Sandslash and Nidoking.
Well, I haven’t eaten it yet.
The sickle pondered for a while, recalled the tone of the morning witch when he spoke to them, and said:
“What is your main food…”
Everyone in this tribe was stunned.
…
Camp.
Kangaskhan sat down tiredly after consuming Life Source for a while, and Chansey immediately brought two eggs to his mouth.
Kangaskhan didn’t refuse, and Swallow the egg and the shell directly in one bite, showing its powerful digestive ability.
Not far away, someone is driving the Pyroar to start a fire, and then wrap the corpse of a small horror crane in some kind of giant leaf, and then wrap a layer of dirt on the leaf.
Begging the Flower Little Horror Crane!
This is a cooking technique that combines He Chen’s ideas and some experienced people in the coalition.
It’s a pity that He Chen didn’t find any chili peppers and there were no spicy eggplants nearby, otherwise there would be more tricks to make.
“Why hasn’t the sickle come back.”
Yang stood on the trunk of a big tree and looked north, and could vaguely see the shadow of the mountain range.
Although the branches of the big tree are thick, they seem to have reached their limit.
If it weren’t for Yang’s control of the force, if he relaxed, he would have fallen immediately.
After a while, the woods were full of smoke from cooking. When Yang Zheng was worried about whether to send someone to look for the sickle, he finally saw the trace of the sickle.
Salamence of the scythe flew over with flapping wings and wobbly.
Shaky?
Yang rubbed his eyes.
The sickle is very thin.
The reason why it wobbled was that the sickle brought a large stone… No, a small mountain came back.
It looks like a mountain of meat.
Did the scythe go hunting?
Yang was stunned.
No, no!
Yang rubbed his eyes again, unable to control his strength all of a sudden, the branch under him broke with a “Pa” sound, and then Yang fell straight down.
That’s not Roshan, it’s a man!