Since suddenly discovering that he can spit out a few vague syllables, Yang Gan has been working hard to exercise, working hard to make himself speak clearly as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, he could only talk to himself. He had not yet discovered the creatures that could talk to him during the Cretaceous period.

The only thing when the little lizard in his audience could only express confusion when he said what he said. Even if it sometimes did what he said, it would definitely not be because it understood his words, but because it knew his request completely based on his tacit understanding of how he had been together for many days; as for his "singing", the little lizard completely expressed a retreating attitude.

In the past few days, whenever this little thing heard it singing, it secretly hid itself in the python skirt. Did it think it could not find it? It just didn't want to worry about it.

On the wasteland, except for some insects hidden deep in the soil, there are only two of them, one big and one small. Not to mention finding a creature that can understand his words, it is not easy to find a creature that can listen to him.

Finally, he was about to reach the river of death and encountered such an unlucky giant beast dragon. He immediately seized the opportunity to practice speaking and asked the giant beast dragon who was struggling desperately under his palm, "Are you convinced? If you convinced me, I will let you go."

After thinking about it, he added: "I won't lie to you, really!"

The giant dragon seemed to have predicted its own destiny. It was struggling to death and knew that it was about to die. But it would never know what a ridiculous reason it would die in the Cretaceous period.

Because it doesn't speak Chinese.

At this moment, it was posing in a position that it could not be used at all, and could not do anything except struggle. It was completely confused and ignorant of the sounds made by the terrifying crocodile that was about to destroy its life.

"If you don't answer, you're not convinced. Alas..."

The giant crocodile demon shook his head with some regret, sighed, and then used force under his palm.

"Click!"

The struggle of the giant dragon came to an abrupt end. The last sound in its life it heard was the sound of its neck breaking. Before that, it heard a language that might be unique in this world.

I don't know if it will feel lucky or unfortunate.

Of course, Yang Gan, who deeply understands that "it is enough to die in the morning and evening", believes that it will definitely feel that it is enough to die.

Just as the sound of the giant beast dragon's neck breaking came out, its two companions let out two low roars, then turned around and ran away. In just a moment, they disappeared. Just two dust smoke left on the wasteland.

When the dust dissipated, the giant dragon that had been twitching after the neck broke completely lost its life.

The giant crocodile demon, whose front palm was still on the corpse of the giant dragon, was too lazy to pay attention to the movements of the other two giant dragons. He just raised his head, looked ahead, and greedily sniffed the breath of water in the air.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

On the wasteland, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed between the empty heaven and earth. A huge fat crocodile ran wildly; on his head, there was a small lizard as stable as the Enlightenment Mountains, with its small wings swaying gently, proving that it was in a good mood at this time. Behind them, a thick stream of smoke and dust never dissipated for a long time.

There was no sound of a wooden barrel hitting, and the thing was finally gone; Yang Gan, who was shouting a big river with wide waves, ran wildly until he arrived at the riverside of the Death River.

Finally, I no longer have to look at the endless wilderness and the numerous bones on the road.

As he expected, the rain made the River of Death "waves wide" again.

There are still some emperor crocodiles floating and sinking in the vast river, and some lying on the sun like lying on corpses, but the number is not large. Most of them probably left here, or simply hid in caves along the river, waiting for the next migration of plant-eating dinosaurs to begin.

Yang Gan rushed into the river almost constantly, frightening the emperor crocodiles who were blocking him and rushing forward to escape.

Not to mention, it will be beneficial to gain weight. It looks domineering and rushing around. Those passing crocodiles who don’t give way to him will be knocked away.

"Crash!"

Finally lying in the warm river water that was sunburned, Yang Gan felt that the scales on his body were greedily swallowing and spitting the river water.

So comfortable!

As for the regret of wasting food on the road, let it float along with the river!

Yang Gan finally didn't have the patience to eat up the giant beast dragon. The river was right in front of him. It was too tempting for him who had been trekking on the wasteland for several days.

In order not to leave food for the enemy Feilong, who was hovering in the high sky, Yang Gan struggled for a long time in the temptation of the river water and the principle of not wasting food. In the end, he dug a hole and buried most of the remaining giant beast dragon.

Then I found a few large stones from the wasteland and covered them.

They are all big stones that are guaranteed to make the flying dragon exhausted and unable to move.

I do something unethical occasionally, but it actually feels good.

At least that's what the giant crocodile demon lying in the river at this time thinks.

Because he was in a good mood, the big crocodile demon even sang a song "The river flows eastward" to the floating and heavy emperor crocodiles around him. He ignored the escapist attitude of the surrounding emperor crocodiles.

In this regard, he believed that the reason why these emperor crocodiles did this was purely because they slightly released the little bit of cruel aura in order to avoid trouble.

I don’t know if the little protoceratops now know themselves or not. Anyway, the emperor crocodile in the river no longer regards him as his kind. Under his cruel aura and heroic singing, there is no longer a living creature on the river surface around him except for the numb little lizard.

It was soaked in the river water all day until all the dust on the scales was washed away by the river water. Yang Gan slowly climbed up the river bank under the urging of the little lizard and headed towards the pile of huge rocks.

You have to lose weight!

Dragging his huge body towards the direction of the pile of huge rocks, he once again expressed this emotion that he had said many times.

If you guess correctly, the territory of the Evolutionary Protoceratops should be still nearby.

It was still the reddish-brown land, with countless green plants growing like crazy. The little lizards shuttled through it and made chirping sounds from time to time.

The big terrifying crocodile, who had restrained his breath, walked through countless beast groups. When the small dinosaurs saw him, they only escaped a few steps. Many slightly larger dinosaurs just gave way to him.

In order to enjoy this moment of peace and harmony, Yang Gan tried hard to resist his desire to sing a song. My home in the beautiful grassland was spinning in his throat for a long time, but in the end he didn't come out.

The female flying dragon in the sky is chasing again, hovering in the sky.

Yang Gan was a little annoyed. From the beginning, this guy was taking the initiative to cause trouble. If it hadn't been for his own death, the Xiong Feilong would not have died. Then it should be honestly looking for a place to lay eggs.

I don’t worry about it, but now I’m back at the pile of huge rocks, and the little lizard loves to have fun everywhere when it arrives here. What if it sneaks into attack?

After walking and stopping, Yang Gan, who had been in a hurry to travel since he arrived at the huge rock plain, finally got to the pile of huge rocks.

The road was full of endless fields, and even if there were occasional ups and downs, it was not enough for him to do anything, so the flying dragon was still hovering at a high altitude, and he was still thinking about countermeasures.

As night falls, a bright moon gradually fills the deep blue sky.

Yang Gan, who was not in a hurry all the way, felt a little anxious at the last moment. He gave up his night rest and rushed to the pile of huge rocks overnight.

Just vaguely seeing the messy huge rocks, Yang Gan felt better, and then he felt that his territory was occupied by other dinosaurs.

There was a faint familiar breath in the air, which made him unable to help but speed up.

The thick limbs contacted the ground, making a sound of footsteps, which came far away in the middle of the night, and ran wildly with his huge body, all the way to the front of the pile of huge rocks.

When he stopped, his eyes turned forward.

Among the pile of huge rocks, a familiar figure was quietly watching his arrival on a huge rock.
Chapter completed!