Grandpa Jiang Is Fishing!

Chuan quickly lowered his body and said humbly, "Great master, these stupid servants don't know what to do."

"Do you see this human girl?"

Zhang Yang pushed Hu Tao in front of Chuan with his right hand.

"I understand, great master!" Chuan's eyes lit up.

The reason why those monsters did not come was because the desert forest was not attractive enough.

However, as long as Hu Tao was placed at the door, it was enough to attract some demons who dared to risk their lives.

When the demons were attracted and came over, Chuan would take action and capture them.

Whether to follow Zhang Yang or die here, it was up to them to decide.

The unconscious Hu Tao was once again used as bait by Zhang Yang.

Now, Zhang Yang was extremely glad that he took Hu Tao with him. This was indeed high-quality bait.

He flew to the sand dune in the distance

"Damn it, there's nothing to eat in this desert!"

A sand dune raider rushed out of the sand dune and cursed at the scorching sun above his head.

The sand dune raider was three meters long and looked like an arthropod-like worm. However, they were humanoid and stood upright. They had a total of six hands on their bodies.

The color of their bodies were mainly brown. They also had a pair of long jaws on their mouths, which could easily crush the bones of their prey.

A sand dune raider came out of the mound and said, "This is where we live. We're still not used to staying in the jungle."

As desert creatures, their hunger value was very, very high.

Humans used to breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to avoid hunger.

Meanwhile, the sand dune raider relied on the powerful pouch in its stomach.

Food the size of a small deer was enough for the sand dune raider to digest for a whole month.

Bang!

At this moment, a five-meter-tall sand dune raider came out with a brown cloth hanging on his body.

His name was Burton, and he was the leader of the entire sand dune raider tribe.

Their tribe was called the Sharp Blade Tribe, and there were nearly a hundred raiders in the entire tribe.

The attacker next to them poked his head out and said, "Leader, why don't we change our position and ambush them? Eleven tribesmen have starved to death."

The Sharp Blade Tribe had been guarding this land for half a month, but in the end, not a single horned lizard passed by.

If not for the support of the corpses of their dead comrades, they would have starved to death long ago.

"The desert forest next to us is occupied by a stinky octopus!" Burton said angrily.

There were many creatures in the desert forest, and the resources there were extremely rich.

Unfortunately, there was a very big octopus there, so they did not dare to go near it.

"Leader, why don't we go to the desert forest and try our luck? Anyway, that big octopus usually stays in the water."

The attacker next to them continued.

They were really too hungry. Wealth came with danger. If they avoided the tentacles of the big octopus, then they would not have to worry about food for the next few months.

"Good! Comrades, I, Burton, will definitely lead everyone to become the strongest tribe in the death desert!

"Now, if anyone agrees to go to the desert forest, gently wave your powerful jaws!"

Burton shouted loudly.

Kacha, kacha, kacha...

Countless sounds rang out in the sand, and one by one, the attackers slithered out from the sand.

Without exception, the attackers of the Sharp Blade Tribe were already hungry and thirsty!

They wanted food!

"Then, let's move forward!"

Burton took the lead and headed toward the desert forest, followed by a large group of attackers.

The desert forest was not too far from the Sharp Blade Tribe, only about ten kilometers away.

To these attackers who were eager for food, their speed was simply outrageous.

However, even if they sped up their journey, they still had to walk for half a day.

There was nothing they could do. After all, the attackers were slow to begin with.

"Leader, we're here," the sand dune raider reminded Burton who was beside him.

Burton looked at the lush green desert forest. This was a rare treasure in the desert.

"Send two companions up to investigate," Burton said.

Although they had to take a risk, they could not go on a rampage.

What if they were completely wiped out by the giant octopus?

The elite raider nodded. He led one of his companions underground and headed toward the desert forest.

In the desert forest...

"That stinky octopus is gone," the scout raider said.

"Look carefully. What if he's watching us from the shadows?"

The elite attacker was more cautious. He had to be careful in this mission, or the Sharp Blade Tribe would be completely wiped from this death desert.

"Look over there!"

The scout attacker stared in front of him with his eyes wide open.

"What is it?"

The elite raider looked at the scout in confusion. What did he see?!

A white and delicious human!

At this moment, Hu Tao was walking barefoot by the lake, occasionally sitting down to play with the water.

Although she looked calm and composed now, in fact, her legs could not help but tremble.

In the dark...

"Brother, are you sure that the group of attackers will fall for such an obvious trap?"

Zhang Xue'er whispered in Zhang Yang's ear.

"Of course, don't underestimate the greed of wild beasts."

Zhang Yang and the others had long noticed the attackers hiding in the ground.

Underground...

"It's too fragrant. Why don't we eat them here?"

The scouts and attackers all wanted to take the human in front of them for themselves first.

As for the matter of the tribe, they put it aside for the time being.

"Stupid! What if the other party is a powerful human cultivator?"

The elite raider was more cautious. Among the humans, it was the tribe that was most likely to give birth to powerful people because there were too many of them.

"It doesn't look like it." The scout raider blinked his eyes.

Hu Tao, who was in front of him was obviously a harmless human. How could he be a mage?

Besides, did they not say that human cultivators would take some strange weapons?

"Let's go back and report to the leader first. Let the leader decide."

The elite attackers left with the scouts.