The temperature in the afternoon gradually rose, even in the forest. Fortunately, there was a river breeze blowing along the river bank by the river, which brought a hint of coolness to the creatures on both sides of the river.

Of course, if the creatures soaked in the river, they naturally don’t need this breeze, at least Yang Gan doesn’t need it.

In Xiaoqing's surprised gaze, Yang Gan scooped water with a wooden scoop and used the plant leaves as a rag, and finally cleaned up the mucus on the mural, but the mural was still green.

It was not because of the mucus, but because of the terrifying crocodile who had worked hard for a long time, chose the wrong "rag".

If the bone spear was the first weapon Yang Gan made in this world, then the wooden ladle made from the rough-looking log is the first life tool he made himself.

Of course, he once used python skin to make bags and used the entire giant python as a "belt", so I won't talk about that. After all, the small things in the bag were now with him all day long, which relieved him a lot of boredom.

So, Yang Gan, who was a little excited, forgot what kind of "rag" to use.

The fact that using green leaves as rags was too embarrassing, which made him feel a little upset. Especially when he first found that the stone wall turned green, he thought that the mucus had not been wiped clean, so he got a little more leaves, rubbed hard, and the more he wiped, the greener it became. When he reacted, it was too late.

Fortunately, when doing this, Xiaoqing, the only audience, couldn't understand it at all and wouldn't laugh at him.

However, after wiping away the mucus, the mural can be seen clearly, and there are no traces of any modifications on it. Fortunately, I was just holding the idea of ​​having a date or not, so I didn’t have to be too disappointed.

The green stone walls were in front of him, which made Yang Gan not have the time to rest. He could not just walk on the water road in the future. He went ashore and walked further and further away from the deep mountains.

As for the wooden pie, he threw it into the river casually. Who knows where it is floating now!

Even if it is of memorial significance, it is a bit too difficult for a terrifying crocodile to take a wooden puddle to the road. You can't take whatever you want to make it in the future, right?

The river still flows slowly, not because there was anything else that changed because of a huge terror crocodile staying here just now. It was just that there was a piece of green on one stone wall, and a broken cloaked dragon head was left in front of it.

This was left by Yang Gan to study the mucus spitted by the cloaked dragon. The mucus was basically not lethal, which was just green and a little disgusting. One was without toxins, and the other was not corrosive. It was probably because it was a bit confusing when encountering an enemy, but it would have miraculous effects when spraying it on your eyes.

As for the body part, of course, it was the stomach of the crocodile.

So Yang Gan, who was walking in the dense forest, began to wonder, if one day he could spray his stomach juice, would it be another weapon with great lethality?

Even the skeleton of Tyrannosaurus can be easily digested, which is definitely much better than the mucus that seems disgusting and does not actually have much effect on these cloaked dragons.

The four-legged flying lizards in the dense forest always seem particularly happy, flying around the towering ancient trees, and the chirping screams and various strange calls in the forest respond to each other, heartless, but extremely happy.

Seeing its happy appearance, Yang Gan, who was worried, was immediately unhappy. When he passed by a small tree, his tail swung suddenly and he threw it towards the small tree.

Then he immediately stopped and looked at the little tree behind him.

It seems that a small tree with a diameter of only about ten centimeters can withstand the blow of its tail?

"Bang!"

He came again without believing in evil, and the tree shaking, falling a few leaves, but still standing. The slight pain from his tail made him curious about the little tree.

"Jiji!"

Xiaoqing flew over curiously, not understanding what irrelevant hatred for her big partner with this little tree.

He saw him cutting his claws, pounding his body, and biting his teeth at a small tree. He used all the means he could use.

What a sturdy little tree. Although it was finally knocked down by Yang Gan, this strange little tree still successfully aroused Yang Gan's curiosity.

After half a day, Yang Gan, who had no results in research, recorded the characteristics of the small tree, two short spears were added to his waist.

Then, for no reason, he gave this tree a more uncreative name called Tiemu.

On the way afterwards, Yang Gan saw several such iron wood trees. Without saying a word, he was busy and made them all into short spears and hung them on his body. But soon he found that he was wrong. Although there were not many such trees, it was not difficult to find them in such a primeval forest. If all the trees were cut off and taken away, then he would not be a terrifying crocodile - but a terrifying crocodile that chopped wood!

A river that appeared in front of him solved his trouble of becoming a firewood crocodile in the mountains. He finally didn't have to worry about things like whether to cut two more iron trees.

He walked down the river, and when he came to a certain section of the river, he couldn't help but stop for a while.

Below the river here, a thin dragon that can imitate patterns is buried. But no matter how unforgettable things happened here, the river still flows long and the mountains still stand.

Until the world changes.

The useless emotion ended, and when he was finally approaching the queen's territory, he couldn't help but start sniffing the breath in the air, hoping to find clues about the queen.

As a result, nothing was found.

An unknown premonition drove him to speed up, and soon, at the place where he met the Queen, he stopped.

There was no queen's breath in the air, but there was a different breath that made his sense of obscurity stronger. No need to rely on the breath in the air to determine anything. Behind a big tree in the distance, a huge head protruded out proved that the queen would never be here.

It was a huge python head, beyond the heads of all the giant pythons Yang Gan had seen.

Feeling the movement coming from the direction of the river, the giant python was slowly swimming out from behind the big tree and alerting here.

Yang Gan, who was unwilling to have branches, was about to go downstream, but the giant python's body slowly swam out, and the slightly bulging abdomen made him stop his swinging tail.

This is a real giant python, a big monster with a larger body that is longer than the body of a terrifying crocodile. It slowly swam out of its entire body and then acted towards Yang Gan to defend against the enemy.

This is probably also an evolved giant python. Yang Gan really doesn't want to fight with it. He is not afraid. Even if the giant python is the natural enemy of the terrifying crocodile, he will not retreat easily.

But he was considering whether there was a need for a fight.

In the end, he gave up on the idea of ​​fighting and began to move downstream along the river.

The night had already fallen, and the noisy dense forests on both sides of the river gradually returned to calm. Yang Gan walked straight down the river, but in his mind, he was always thinking about the slightly raised abdomen of the giant python.

For the huge body of the giant python, this will happen only if it eats a large amount of prey.

He was moving slower and slower.

Finally, Yang Gan, who could no longer help but question, turned around and returned to the upstream.

Not long after seeing the enemy leaving the giant python rolling into a large disc, it felt the movement by the river again, so it poked its head out again and silently stared at the giant crocodile in the river.

What surprised it was that the giant crocodile did not make any fighting posture, but climbed onto the other side.

After seeing the giant crocodile approaching the river bank, it headed towards the distance. It returned to its calmness and continued to sleep heavily.

Noisy sounds came from the forest across the river, alarming countless creatures who were already planning to sleep. The sound of trees breaking and the sound of various creatures mixed together and rang for the whole night.

“Woo woo…”

When the sun rose the next day, a low roar suddenly came from the river.

The roar once again alarmed countless creatures in the mountains and forests. Groups of dinosaurs who came to the river to drink water were frightened and fled in all directions, secretly watching from the woods in the distance.

On the bank of the river, a giant crocodile stood upright and roared provocatively towards the giant python not far away.

Then, he pulled out a bone spear on his body and shot it at the giant python that had just been shocked.

"call!"

The hollow bone spear flew towards the giant python with the whistling sound of the wind.

Yang Gan wanted to take a look at what the giant python ate in his stomach.
Chapter completed!