Chapter seventy-one

"It's not enough for you to stuff their teeth."

Qi Jiao didn't know how much fright this sentence brought to Chen Jiping, he put down the jerky, and the jujube bird over there stepped on the ground irritably. Chen Jiping picked up Qi Jiao and hid in a bush. "What do you say? Cannibalism?! ”

After he finished speaking, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

The impression of the bearded and the Niwa is not very good, for the orc species, he was quite researched at first, but after seeing them, he only had a rough feeling of thick skin and strong flesh towards a race.

Oh, and if you accidentally provoke you, the titanium cage can tear it for you.

He thought about it in his heart, and glanced at Qi Jiao cautiously.

This woman is not easy to mess with.

He said, "Then we don't want to wrap it." He himself was a little sorry for what he said. glanced at the jujube bird that was so bored that it was lying on the ground waiting for meat. And the package around its neck.

The voice of the orcs could be heard from afar.

These races have broken away from the beastly way of prey, they have learned to live in groups, they have learned to use tools, and they have risen to prominence in the primeval continent. Mammalian carnivores are common, but there are also some rare beasts that become orcs.

"Sounds like it's from the snake clan?"

Qi Jiao said on the ground. "Let's not go yet, let's have a look here."

After saying that, with him, the two climbed to a mille-feuille tree. Wrap yourself in layers of leaves. After a while, a group of primitive people dressed in animal skins came over. In his hands he was either holding a bow and arrows, or a javelin made of stone. There are more than 100 people who are pressed by the black. Throw it at the jujube bird in the tree. Time. Qi Jiao only saw the white flowers and muscles that were swaying all over her eyes. It's just a moving lump of meat!

Ahem, it's far away.

The scene of the bearded haired, shirtless orcs in skirts shouting together was so beautiful, but in the blink of an eye. Half of these orcs have taken the form of wolves, a breed of forest gray wolves. Owns a territory in the southwest. Qi Jiao once met at the conference.

The ferocious beasts of the jujube family gradually became a little irresistible, pounced and roared. They even climbed the trees one by one. Three or five against a giant bird and quickly trap them with tools.

These wolves are not the domesticated animals in zoos that have lost their wildness. That's how they all grew up. Qi Jiao carefully hid it in the middle of the leaf. Her gaze hesitated for a moment at a few familiar wolves. Chen Jiping said: "Don't you tell me you know them? ”

"You may not believe it, but I had dinner with them a few years ago." Qi Jiao's face was straight.

This is of course a joke, she had heard about the bloodthirsty cruelty of the Wolf Clan when she was in the Leopard Clan, except for the annual General Assembly. Otherwise, it is generally not easy to associate with another tribe, and of course there is a lot of friction on the border, so bloodshed is more normal.

Qi Jiao stayed in the tribe. The only thing they understand is their habit of capricious fate. Bleeding wounded, and trampled to death. It's something they take for granted in their lives.

The wolf clan is not easy to mess with, but the wolf clan Zhang is a head wolf who is nearly middle-aged. His name is Joey.

A few years ago, Qi Jiao also met at the conference.

And all these years have passed. The one on the other end is called Joey. The almost gray head wolf is gone. But the endless wolf pack is the same as before. The same likes to hunt and torture prey.

He stepped on a branch on the ground with his legs. A pair of dark green eyes stared closely at the lone jujube birds, and let out a long roar. The rest of the wolves joined in. This made Chen Jiping interested. He cupped his eyes. Yu Guang saw Qi Jiao's expression full of vigilance. I also secretly took precautions.

"You see, the bird was caught by them." The bird he was pointing at was the one with the backpack around his neck. Qi Jiao covered her eyes and whispered, "Don't even think about it, if it falls into the hands of the head wolf, it is impossible for us to get it." ”

"What's in there? Give up if it's not a necessity. ”

"Antibiotics, needles. Anti-inflammatories, hemostatic ointments. Cold medicine. Glucose. And a little narcotic, don't look at me like that. He said angrily. By the way, he dialed the leaf next to him to block his face and said. "What's going on in your head?"

What he didn't say was ether and other medicines.

Qi Jiao unexpectedly thought that if all orcs were not resistant to human drugs, these things would be dangerous. If he still has such a thing in his hands, who will he use it against?

It was long after a group of werewolves had evacuated from there that they climbed down from the trees

The compressed biscuits in the cave have been eaten. Both were a little hungry. But these are not difficult for Qi Jiao. She pulled out many bamboo-like plants from near the roots. There is a sweet, taro-like fruit inside.

In terms of calories alone, they have already eaten barbecue. "Luckily, it's the rainy season, and there are no fewer animals here, and if it's winter, you might not even be able to catch a mouse," she said, picking up the grunt, which looks a bit like a bamboo rat, about thirty or forty centimeters long. The mouth is round. It's a bit cute. She touched the head of Gollum's hand. Reaching out and slicing open its heart.

Neat!

Chen Jiping took the heart and said, "What about the salt?" "We've been drinking animal blood for three days.

He remembered clearly that a little salt in that backpack was probably the last salt they had. Hearing this, Qi Jiao also frowned rarely, she is not weak, but salt is generally in the hands of some tribes. It's still far from the sea. Only salt ore. Generally, tribes that do not have salt and stone have to go and exchange for supplies.

She knew the preciousness of salt stone, so she heard this. can only say: "If you can't find the salt stone for the time being, you can only drink blood?" Dr. Chan, do you find it difficult to accept? ”

Chen Jiping opened his mouth, about drinking raw blood, he can tell a PPT about hygiene and adverse effects. But in front of Qi Jiao, who had cut the neck of his grunt hand and was squeezing the neck of the major artery to drink blood at this time, he choked on his throat with all his words.

Say you don't drink?

A pregnant woman! A girl drank it all! He's a big man, what's not to do.

Chen Jiping endured the nausea, and drank the remaining blood with a grunt, Qi Jiao couldn't help but want to scold him when she saw him like this, and she couldn't help but hold back halfway.

After all, her mouth is cool for a while, and after the crematorium, she offended Chen Jiping, and she didn't have any benefit, right?

Thinking so, she swallowed the words that came to her mouth. (To be continued.) )