Chapter 1130 Gaga!

What the hell is this!

Feng Ying and Aiden, who were ready to face the ancient dragon, were stunned by the stupid look in the monster's eyes.

Ai Bo, who was hiding in the back passage, poked his head out, took a closer look at the fat and bloated monster, and said loudly to his companions: "That's the Rock Thief Dragon!

The tooth dragon monster mainly feeds on rock ores. It will store the explosive components in the ores in its mouth and spray them out like a cannonball!"

Feng Ying hesitated for a moment and made a gesture, signaling Aiden not to take the initiative to attack.

She was not like Lie Yan, who would rush over and kick a gas frog when she saw it. The purpose of their operation this time was to investigate, not to hunt, and she did not intend to cause trouble.

However, the fact that the hunters did not intend to attack did not mean that the Rock Thief Dragon had no hostility towards them, the invaders.

It supported its bloated body with its front paws, raised its head and bulged its fat belly, half-walking and half-moving towards them, with a fiery and bright red light reflected between its throat and chest and abdomen.

This was obviously a precursor to some kind of attack.

Feng Ying narrowed her eyes. Since you took the initiative to provoke trouble, you can't blame us.

"Quick battle and quick decision." Feng Ying raised her sword and was about to charge, when there were waves of chaotic footsteps and roars around.

"Gaga!"

"Kabaga!"

A large group of strange-faced people rushed out from all directions and surrounded them.

Feng Ying thought that these strange-faced people came out to help, because she had always heard Gordon and others say that "the strange-faced people in the New World are very friendly and loyal."

But the next second she found something wrong. The blowguns and cannons in the hands of these strange-faced people were not pointing at the rock thief dragon in front of them, but at them.

Amber and Mushroom rushed out immediately upon seeing this, baring their teeth and hunching their backs to intimidate the strange-faced people.

But it was useless. The leader of the strange-faced people gave an order, and the surrounding strange-faced people were about to open fire.

"Gaga!"

"Wait a minute!" Feng Ying stuck the sword in her left hand into the ground, but did not put down the big shield.

She raised her hand and shouted, "We are not enemies! Do you know Pork Chop Gordon and the others? We are friends!"

Unfortunately, the strange-faced people did not understand the common language at all, and thought she was roaring and provoking. They were so impatient that they had already fired blow darts. Feng Ying quickly raised her shield to block them.

At this time, Ai Bo also ran out quickly, and she shouted a few words in the strange-faced language at the strange-faced people.

This finally worked.

The strange-faced people looked at each other for a few times. Although they did not put down their weapons directly, they were finally not in a hurry to attack.

"Gaga! Kakoba!" The leading strange-faced people shouted a few times.

Immediately, several strange-faced people came out and jumped in front of the rock thief dragon, which also magically calmed down and was led to other places by the strange-faced people.

The rest gathered around Feng Ying and her group, staring at them vigilantly, with hostility still in their eyes, but no longer as irritable as before.

"What did you say to them just now?" Feng Ying asked Ai Bo in a low voice.

Ai Bo also answered in a low voice: "I said that we know the king of the strange-faced people and are his friends."

Feng Ying nodded in understanding. Ai Bo's statement was indeed smarter. These strange-faced people might not know the name of Gordon Pork Chop, but they would know the king of the strange-faced people.

And if they really want to confront the king of the strange-faced people, they are not afraid. At that time, they can just bring Pork Chop out.

The leading strange-faced people shouted a few more words to Ai Bo.

Ai Bo translated, "It asked us to follow them, what should we do?"

Aiden also looked at Feng Ying and secretly showed the shotgun magazine loaded on his heavy crossbow.

If Feng Ying decided to fight her way out, these ten or so strange-faced people would not be able to stop them.

"Follow her." Feng Ying put her sword and shield behind her, "It is impossible to fight her way out without causing casualties. We could have become friends, but there is no need to intensify into blood feuds. It will cause a lot of trouble later."

"Okay." Aiden put away the heavy crossbow, but did not unload the magazine.

Always be prepared for the worst.

The group walked deep into the cave under the leadership, or escort, of the strange-faced people.

Feng Ying and the others originally thought that this giant cave was an independent cave, but they did not expect that it was just a tiny part of the maze-like underground space of the Dragon Crystal Land.

They followed the strange-faced people around, sometimes coming to the ground, sometimes going underground, and passing through caves one after another until the sun set, and finally came to another closed underground cave.

Compared to the cave where they encountered the rock thief dragon before, this one is much "smaller", with a ceiling height of only eight or nine meters and a total area of ​​only about six or seven hundred square meters.

On the ground in the center of the cave, an altar-like totem painting was painted with unknown white pigment, and a bonfire was lit in the center of the totem painting.

The flames flickered, reflecting between the domes composed of odd-shaped crystal columns, making the entire cave warm and bright.

Many Qimian tribesmen gathered around the bonfire, dancing strange but interesting dances.

With the arrival of Feng Ying and his party, a particularly tall and fat Qimian tribe with a mask totem piled up almost two meters high stood up by the bonfire.

With its movements, all the Qimian tribesmen quieted down and looked at their king.

The king of the Qimian tribe stared at Feng Ying and the others for a few seconds, then looked at the Qimian tribe who led them, "Ka Ga Ya?"

Feng Ying, who did not understand the Qimian tribe language, could guess that the fat man was asking who they were.

The Qimian tribe leader turned around angrily, waving his weapons, as if he was going to shoot these rude people who dared to pretend to be friends of the Qimian tribe king on the spot.

Aibo hurriedly took two steps forward and explained in the Qimian tribe language that he was not proficient in.

When he heard the name of Gordon Hayata, the Qimian tribe king seemed a little confused, as if he knew it, but couldn't remember it for a while.

But when he heard "Pork Chop" and "Gail", his reaction was different.

"Pork Chop? Gala?!" He repeated the two names in surprise, then twisted his fat body, waved his hands and kicked his legs, and danced on the spot.

The mask totem on his head also "clanged" with his movements, shaking constantly, and even bright flames spewed out of it.

The surrounding Qimian tribe members felt the king's joy and started dancing together. Some of them even picked up crude percussion instruments and played primitive music with bangs.

The slightly tense atmosphere before was swept away, and the bright bonfire suddenly became a scene of celebration.

The Qimian tribe members who were still angry at them half a minute ago were now jumping around their legs, no longer hostile and irritable.

The king of the Qimian tribe twisted and shook the fat on his body, and walked towards them step by step, "Zhucho is a good brother, Gala is a relative, you know them, they are the honored guests of the Qimian tribe!"

"So you can speak the common language!"

"Yes!"

"By the way, 'Gala' refers to Sister Gale?" Feng Ying asked curiously.

Although the common language of the king of the strange-faced tribe was not fluent, his pronunciation was quite standard, which was "Gala".

"Gala is the name of the strange-faced tribe of Gael!" The king of the strange-faced tribe explained it word by word.

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The surrounding strange-faced tribe cheered again.

"Gala Kaba!"

"Gaga! Gaga!"