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The rock trembled almost imperceptibly, but Wolf Rock was pretty sure that it wasn't his own hand that was shaking, but rather the rock itself.

With both hands holding the stone, he stopped less than a foot away, frozen in mid-air, unable to move at all.

The tremors became clearer and clearer. His eyes revealed a sliver of shock. His eyes stared at the object in his hands. He could feel it. There was actually a pattern to the tremors, like … " Heart beating? Right! It was his heartbeat! This... How is that possible? "

Lang Yan himself was frightened by this conclusion. Feeling the increasing trembling in his hands, his eyes widened, but he didn't dare to blink. His thoughts raced, "Ah Pa once said that many warriors at his hometown would raise one or more accompanying spirit beasts." When a spirit beast was young, it had to use its own blood as a guide and the blood contract as a method. Once it succeeded in taming a spirit beast, it would die without a second thought. "In the past, Abba had a Golden Haired Hou. Unfortunately, before he was forced into this forsaken place, it sacrificed itself to protect its enemies, in order to let Abba escape …

His face darkened, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. In an instant, a look of confusion appeared on his face. "This broken stone was originally covered in my blood, but this blood disappeared in an instant. It was so smooth that not a single trace of blood was left. Could it be that it was absorbed by this thing?"

His mind was in a mess as he thought to himself, "This thing can suck blood, and it can also suck the heart. Could this broken thing really be some kind of spirit beast, or …?" A Huang Beast? "

No matter how vicious or intelligent he was when fighting the dire beasts, it did not change the fact that Lang Yan was only a twelve-year-old, half-grown child. Under his own wild imagination, he naturally revealed his childish nature.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. "What would I do if this stone really absorbed my blood and became a companion spirit beast?" Even if they couldn't find a powerful beast king like the Abba Golden Haired Hou, they couldn't just run around like a companion spirit beast with such a broken stone. Even if you drank my blood, I didn't use a blood contract! It shouldn't be possible for you to become my accompanying spirit beast just like that, right? "

When he thought of this, he could not help but be anxious. "Ah!" How embarrassing! How could a spirit beast grow up to be like this? This... "Isn't this …"

After scratching that chicken nest like shawl for quite a while, "Isn't this …?" He hadn't spoken to anyone for three years, ever since he was nine years old, but in the end, he couldn't find the right sentence from that poor to pitiful phrase in his mind. He was so annoyed that he blurted out one of Ramiel's many words without thinking: "Isn't this f * cking bullsh * t?"

As if rehearsed over and over again, as soon as the word "swindler" was uttered, a soft click followed the response, and in front of him, just a few inches away from him, a narrow slit had appeared in a stripe on a broken lump in his mouth, followed by more and more cracking, cracking, cracking, and so on. Dozens of cracks crisscrossed in front of his eyes, and with a pop, a small, furry skull the size of a baby's fist broke out of the rock in front of him, its tiny, closed eyes quivering slightly as it opened slowly.

The cave instantly became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. The two heads, one big and one small, stared at each other, separated by less than a foot. Lang Yan blinked his eyes. His small head blinked along with the wet gray fur. His face was filled with innocence.

A cracking sound broke the silence. The broken stone, which Lang Yan had been silently cursing at for an entire day, was now completely split into two halves, lying on the palm of his hand in the end of its lifespan.

Looking carefully, he found that the stone was only a layer of shell that was about an inch thick on the outside, and the inside was hollow. Right now, in the left half of the shell, there was a small stone strip about three inches long, and in the right half of the shell, there was a gray, furry little guy that was only half the size of his palm, foolishly looking at him.

In the Wasteland, among all kinds of strange beasts that Lang Yan had seen, there were none that resembled this little guy. However, in his dreams, Remir's world had many similar creatures.

He first put the small stone strip into his storage pouch from the left side of the stone shell, then examined this ball of fur, which was even smaller than his palm. "This is …" "A monkey, right?" He sized up the little guy with uncertainty. "So this broken stone isn't a spirit beast, but an egg …" Oh! Abba said the egg was a curse... It should be said that this broken stone is an egg! "

When he thought about how he wouldn't need to run all over the place with that strange looking piece of broken rock, he finally let out a sigh of relief. His mood had improved tremendously.

"..."

Three months later.

At the foot of the mountain where the cave was located, the astral winds were still as fierce as sabers, and the fog was still filled with desolation.

With his left foot as the axle, Lang Yan stomped on the ground and spun around for half a circle before suddenly exerting his strength. His foot stomped on the ground with a great force and fiercely rubbed against the rocks and soil on the ground.

The Savage Bear's four limbs ran around as if they were flying and its body was twice as big as Lang Yan. Its eyes, which looked like it wanted to devour someone, were even more vicious as the fur on its body stood up while its huge millstone-like head locked onto Lang Yan.

People of different sizes were quickly approaching each other. Lang Yan didn't back off in the slightest. He slightly turned his right shoulder in front of him, and instantly slammed the back of his shoulder against the giant bear's head.

A loud bang rang out! The surrounding ground seemed to tremble twice; this was a collision between two unsophisticated bodies. The wild bear half a body taller than him was actually knocked back more than ten steps by this tremendous force, and its eyes sparkled like stars as it roared in pain.

Lang Yan wasn't in a good mood either. He was also knocked back seven steps by the impact of the collision. The blood in his chest was slightly boiling as he turned around. Only then was he able to get rid of this powerful force.

Before the Savage Bear could react, he immediately pouted and let out a short shriek. A small gray shadow appeared in the air, condescendingly shooting down like a meteor falling to the ground, heading straight towards the Savage Bear. At the same time, Lang Yan took a big stride forward, heavily stomped his left foot about two meters away from the Savage Bear, and stomped into the ground.

The tiny grey shadow, which had been faster than Lang Yan by a second, swept across the back of the grizzly bear. The blood light silently burst out, and the earth-shaking roar of the wild bear mixed with the splattering blood, turning this hazy gray scene into a beautiful, mournful, bright red color.

Bang! The roars suddenly stopped. The Savage Bear was like a tiny jackal that was knocked down by a gigantic beast, rolling in the air and falling down heavily. After it fell to the ground, its howls turned into whimpers, and its limbs twitched as it struggled, but it was unable to get up.

Lang Yan stopped and lowered his head in thought.

It was the little grey monkey that had jumped out of the broken rock. Compared to three months ago, it had grown to the size of an adult's palm, and its pair of large eyes were rolling around. Seeing that Lang Yan wasn't paying attention to it, it slipped into a bloody hole on Lang Yan's back.

A strange scene appeared! The wild bear's whimpers instantly disappeared without a sound. Its massive body shrivelled up visibly, and in a few breaths, all that was left of the wild bear was its complete shell …

The little gray monkey moved as fast as lightning, passing through the bear skin and landing on Lang Yan's right shoulder in a flash. It lightly called out twice, and rubbed its small head against Lang Yan's right ear, instantly calling him back from his deep thoughts.

His gaze landed on that bear skin, rolled his eyes and snappily said: "Only you can enjoy this dire beast, I can't even touch it, why do I have to be even more desperate than you every time I touch it?"

Lang Yan laughed out loud. He lifted the little fellow from his shoulder with his left hand and used his right index finger to scratch that gray and tender nose as he boldly said, "Alright!" Little Jun sure learns fast? You're right! Which one of us is going with which one? "In the future, we will share blessings and take responsibility for difficulties together. We brothers will never leave each other!"

He paused for a moment, then laughed maliciously: "But you are number three, you have a second brother between us, when we go out and find him, the three of us will work together. "Remember, this little one has to listen to the big one!" The little guy's head instantly fell down, his watery eyes didn't make a sound, and he looked at Ji Hao with an innocent and wronged expression.

Lang Yan's head was suddenly bigger than three of them. He casually threw the little guy behind him, and his body instantly shot forward like an arrow. From far away, the sound of him gnashing his teeth came from far away, "Cut the crap! This time, we have to win first. We don't have anything to eat if we lose today! " ~

The little guy was stunned by this sudden throw.

Only when Lang Yan's voice came from far away and it heard the last sentence clearly did its eyes widen to almost half of its face. The two membranes on its back that were originally as thin as a cicada's wing instantly opened up, and with a leap, it leapt thirty feet into the air and forcefully flapped its two membranes. Accompanied by creaking sounds, it chased Lang Yan at lightning speed.

However, that squeak sounded like it was filled with an irrefutable amount of anger …