I am the group's favorite after traveling to the world of beasts?

Amu's eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed on the seemingly calm and tranquil surface of the lake.

Under the lake, there are shadows and the outline of a giant beast is slowly swimming.

The long-tongued beast captures its prey by sound and subtle vibrations.

The most important thing on this trip is to pick the Yunling Fruit, and Amu will not allow any mistakes.

He seemed like a dummy at this moment. His breathing was almost inaudible. He stood frozen in place without moving, blending in with the surrounding bushes.

After a while, the heart-pounding noise at the bottom of the lake gradually subsided, and the lake surface returned to its surface calm again, like an unpolished mirror, reflecting the blue sky and the leisurely clouds.

Amu slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, if there was only one long-tongued beast, there would be no need to be so cautious.

The main reason is that these strange beasts, such as the long-tongued beasts, gather in groups in the lake. Looking at the calm surface of the lake at this moment, you would never know how many long-tongued beasts have gathered at the bottom of the lake. This is really a despicable tribe.

Amu cautiously approached the fruit tree that was emitting an alluring golden light, and readied himself to escape at any moment.

When Amu's hand touched the coveted fruit, his heart almost jumped into his throat.

He quickly picked the fruit and put it in his mouth. The fruit melted in his mouth. Amu felt a warm and powerful energy spreading in his body in an instant, as if countless tiny warm currents were running through his limbs.

Before he had time to feel it carefully, more than a dozen long, blood-red tongues suddenly broke out of the water, like the tentacles of the god of death, and rushed towards Amu.

Fortunately, Amu was prepared. With his extraordinary reaction speed and keen intuition, he quickly fled to the nearby bushes while throwing a bucket of bitter purple fruits that he had prepared long ago into the lake.

These purple fruits were "gifts" he specially prepared for the long-tongued beast.

In the blink of an eye, Amu disappeared.

The long scarlet tongue quickly curled up and retracted the moment it touched the purple fruit, stuffing the purple fruit into its mouth.

Immediately, an indescribable bitter taste burst out in the mouths of the giants. They widened their eyes and opened their mouths, trying to spit out the disgusting taste.

But the purple fruit had already turned into residue after being chewed by them and could not be recovered.

The long-tongued beasts felt that their entire being had become miserable.

Anger and resentment flashed in the eyes of the giants as they realized that they had been fooled by their tiny prey.

Then they jumped out of the lake one after another, and their huge bodies created huge waves on the shore.

These giant beasts are 20 to 30 meters long, with mouths 5 to 6 meters long. Their bodies are like a cross between a winding python and a crocodile.

The tail takes up almost half the length of the body, the abdomen is thick, the limbs are short but extremely powerful, and the dark brown skin is covered with hard scales, which glow coldly in the sun.

Amu had already disappeared without a trace under the cover of the bushes.

There was anger burning in the eyes of the long-tongued beasts. They swung their tails like giant pythons, stirring up clouds of dust and fallen leaves, ready to chase the prey that had not yet been caught.

By the lake, this originally peaceful world has been occupied by the anger of these giant beasts, appearing extremely crowded and chaotic.

The long-tongued beasts were enraged, but a few of them were accidentally hit by the tails of their own kind.

There was a more ferocious light in their eyes, and they roared at the perpetrators.

This roar was like lighting a powder keg, instantly triggering a chain reaction.

On the shore, the emotions of the long-tongued beasts were completely ignited, and they all joined in this unprovoked fight.

Roaring and screaming came one after another.

If someone could understand the language of the long-tongued beasts, they would be able to hear the heated conversations between them.

"Why did you hit me? You useless thing."

"You're useful, you have a long tongue, why didn't you catch the damn prey."

"How dare you be so mean to me."

"What's wrong with you being so fierce? Hit me if you dare!"

"I think you deserve a beating. Are you itching for trouble?"

"Who's afraid of who? Come on, I'll beat you down!"

"Come on, let me see what you can do."

……

Such conversations continued to echo among the beasts, and every long-tongued beast was like an enraged warrior, vowing to prove his majesty in this war without gunpowder.

The long-tongued beasts are no longer satisfied with verbal disputes, they begin to prove their strength with practical actions.

The tail, teeth, and long tongue, these tools that are usually used for hunting have now all become weapons to attack the opponent.

They lashed, bit, or entangled, and each attack was accompanied by painful howls and splattering blood.

In short, in the end no one cared about the previous "prey".

The battle became more and more fierce, and they fought from the shore into the lake.

The huge bodies of the long-tongued beasts churned in the lake, creating layers of huge waves.

The blood mixed with the lake water and spread far away.

More and more long-tongued beasts were attracted by the chaotic battle, and they swam over to join the battle.

After a few hours, the lake gradually calmed down.

I saw several particularly huge long-tongued beasts swimming away into the distance.

Their bellies are already bulging...

The lake water, which was once as clear as a mirror and reflected the blue sky and white clouds, has now become extremely turbid and terrifying.

Pieces of flesh and blood of varying sizes were floating on the surface of the lake, some still had white fascia hanging on them, while others had become so blurred that their original shapes were difficult to discern.

These fragments swayed gently with the rise and fall of the waves, as if in a silent mourning.

The color of the lake water gradually deepened from the initial light red, and finally turned into a heart-pounding blood red.

The air around seemed to be tainted with a bloody scent.

Every time a gust of wind blows, it brings with it a pungent and disgusting smell.

The afterglow of the setting sun tried to penetrate this thick blood-red barrier, but could only barely cast mottled and strange light and shadows on the lake.

On the other side, in a quiet valley surrounded by green bamboos and dappled with sunlight, Yi Feng was immersed in the joy of digging bamboo shoots.

It’s impossible to dig it all out.

I had just finished digging one, and when I looked up, I saw several more popping up in front of me.

Wherever she went, there were huge pits more than one meter deep.

At this moment, Yi Feng had just finished digging a big fat bamboo shoot and was about to get up and take a rest.

Suddenly, a dark figure emerged from the pile of fallen leaves next to her and pounced towards her...