Shang Ke relied on his nimble skills to quickly pass through the pheasant dogs and rush to Mutu's side. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the orcs around him, Shang Ke understood why the original owner was able to escape under the heavy surroundment. Because he was the most "petite" of all the orcs present. In other worlds, 180 cm is not too short, but compared to this group of orcs who are at least 210 cm tall and have a sturdy body, it can indeed be called "small and exquisite". Especially the lion king Mutu, a back covers him tightly, which is simply a living meat shield.

Shang Ke thought as he confronted the pheasant. He is not as powerful as these orcs, and can only rely on skill to deal with them and specialize in their vital points. The dexterous figure is moving and jumping in the air, the sword light is intertwined, and the blood is splashed, although it does not have the domineering spirit of the lion clan, it has a gorgeous beauty.

Both sides of the war couldn't help but glance at him a few more times, and his joining made the originally low momentum of the lion clan rise a little.

The body of the pheasant dog family is a bird-headed dog, with a ferocious heart and vigorous hands, with a tail shaped like a barb, and the tip of the tail has a toxin, which can be used as a weapon, and the parts hit by it will immediately begin to stiffen and paralyze.

The lion clan was first wounded by poisonous arrows, and then besieged by a large group of pheasants. The only person present who was not poisoned was Shang Ke, but as the battle continued longer, his physical strength began to decline.

"Yanu, take the patriarch first!" A young leon suddenly yelled at Shang Ke.

Several leonon youths stood in front of Mutu, trying to cut off his back. Mutu alone attracted most of the combat power, and at this time he was covered in blood and exhausted.

Shang Ke had just observed the terrain from the trees, and there was a waterfall not far behind him, which was their only escape. Under the cover of the rest of the lion clan, Monk Mutu approached the waterfall little by little.

Just as the two were about to reach the edge of the waterfall, a pheasant dog suddenly rushed over from the side, and Shang Ke flew to Mutu, dodging the fatal blow, rolling on the ground a few times, rolling directly down the broken wall, and falling into the raging waterfall.

Seeing Mutu disappear, the remaining lion people also jumped into the water, but the pheasant's toxin made their movements very sluggish, some drowned directly, and some were killed by the pheasant dogs chasing after them, and only one or two escaped by luck. This result is a small change from the information that Shang Ke knew before.

Later, the two survivors fled to the Leon Clan and brought back the news of the Pheasant Clan's sneak attack, which aroused the vigilance of the whole clan and frustrated Sit's plan. On the one hand, he organized his people to strengthen the guard, and on the other hand, he pretended to be worried and searched everywhere for Mutu's whereabouts, but secretly contacted the pheasant dog tribe and asked them to send someone to assassinate Mutu once he found it.

This is a later story, so I will skip it for now.

Shang Ke dragged the half-unconscious Mutu with great difficulty, and swam quickly downstream along the waterway, until he turned into a tributary, and then Shang Ke climbed ashore with Mutu.

Mutu's face was blue at this time, and his muscles were swollen, obviously not yet relaxing from the battle just now.

Shang Ke searched around, and finally found a relatively hidden cave, but there was already an owner here, and a litter of spotted rats lived.

Shang Ke really wanted to negotiate with them amicably, but he was a mute, so he could only use the most primitive violent language to forcibly occupy their residences, and at the same time said in his heart that he would try his best to compensate them, after all, it was not easy for a mother rat to bring a group of cubs.

After setting Mutu in place, Shang Ke ran out again to find the herbs and food for the detoxification. The pheasant's poison is not fatal, but it can paralyze people for days.

In a daze, Mutu smelled the smell of medicine, and then felt someone pick him up and feed him a bowl of bitter hot soup. After drinking, the body immediately warmed up, and the muscles were no longer stiff as before.

Shang Ke crouched on the ground, staring at him intently. As early as the first glance, he identified him as a man. As a leon-like orc, Mutu has curly blond hair, is about 220 cm tall, has well-developed muscles, contains amazing explosive power, and the things between his legs are unreasonably large.

Shang Ke secretly compared his size, and suddenly felt a little unbalanced, should the racial difference be so big! It's all discrimination, okay?

In a fit of rage, Shang Ke decided to eat the biggest pheasant he had hunted first!

After some time, Mutu slowly opened his eyes, first saw a hazy fire, and then saw a figure sitting by the fire. He lowered his head slightly, quietly peeled chestnuts, and at his feet, around a few barrage rats with their necks stretched out waiting to eat chestnuts. His long white hair almost covered his entire face, and a large fluffy tail swayed gently behind him, making people feel indescribably soft and warm.

Is that fox boy Yanu?

Mutu had never paid attention to the mute orc, and only regarded him as a laborer for the tribe. There were still many foreign orcs like him in the tribe, but none of them were more low-key than him. Those orcs are undoubtedly not competing for performance, hoping to gain a place in the tribe.

In this attack, Yanu was the first to escape. At that time, he regarded this man as a coward, and his heart was both angry and contemptuous, and his impression of him was extremely poor. But instead of fleeing, he secretly cleared the archers from the trees and bought them a chance to survive. In the battles that followed, he showed himself his agility and courage to defy strong enemies.

Compared with...... Mutu closed his eyes and hid the murderous aura from his eyes. This time they were ambushed, apparently someone had leaked their whereabouts in advance, and his heart was full of anger and hatred when he thought of those lion warriors who died tragically.

At this time, a smell of barbecue came to my nose.

Mutu opened his eyes and saw Yanu crouching beside him, holding a roast chicken in his hand.

A few strands of long hair covered his eyebrows like a curtain, revealing only a pretty nose and two watery, full lips.

Mutu wanted to pull his hair away to see what it was, but the hunger in his stomach put him off for a moment.

He sat up, took the roast chicken from Yanu's hand, and took a big bite of it, and his eyes casually caught a glimpse of the nest of spotted rats in the corner, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart. Don't foxes like to eat rat meat? How do you think they seem to get along very well, is this the reserve food he prepared for himself?

"Yanu, don't divulge my whereabouts for the time being, wait until I'm healed." Mutu reminded.

Shang Ke nodded. In fact, he doesn't need to remind him, and he won't reveal it, after all, there is still a scheming Sit hidden in the tribe, and going back rashly will only be calculated. He has not yet fully gained Mutu's trust, and even if he is told that the spy is Sit, he probably won't believe it, and it may attract his suspicions.

However, he must help Mutu recover from his injuries as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late for the pheasant clan to kill the lion clan.

The next day, Shang Ke went out early to collect medicine and hunt, and always kept an eye out for pheasant tracks along the way. In the primeval mountains and forests, there are abundant products, as long as you are good, hunting is only a matter of minutes, and you don't have to worry about hunger at all. Of course, when the cold season comes, food is scarce.

When we got back to the cave, it was just dawning. Shang Ke cleaned the pheasant, added a little natural condiment, then wrapped it in a dense leaf, wrapped in a layer of rammed earth, and then put it in the fire to simmer.

Considering Mutu's injuries, Shang Ke picked a few more fruits that looked like coconuts. The taste of this fruit is very bad, but its shell can be used as a temporary pot after hollowing out, and it is no problem to cook some soup.

The lion doesn't like to be a vegetarian, so Shang Ke made three fresh soups. Of course, the ingredients of the three fresh soups in different worlds are adapted to local conditions, and the taste is also different.

While Shang Ke was cooking, the little spotted rats gathered around and watched curiously. The mother rat originally planned to escape with them, after all, foxes are their natural enemies, and they may eat them at any time. Unfortunately, the mother rat was injured not long ago, and she had no strength to escape, so she could only wait for death in despair, who knew that they met a fox that did not eat rat meat. Not only did they not have to die, but they also enjoyed free treatment and an adequate supply of food.

The little spotted rat was a newborn calf, and he was not afraid of Shang Ke, and a few chestnuts were mixed with this fox like brothers and sisters.

Mutu woke up when Shang Ke left the cave, and kept his eyes closed until he returned, and his heart was inexplicably steady.

Listening to the movement outside, I guessed that he was cooking. Reminiscing about the barbecue he ate last night, Mutu realized the deliciousness of the food, and suddenly felt hungry and hungry.

The leo people have a great appetite, and the chick was gone after only a few bites last night. (Shang Ke: Well, the big one was eaten by me, don't thank me.) ）

After waiting impatiently for a long time, he finally saw Shang Ke walk in, holding half a husk in his hand, but it was not for Mutu, but he sent it to the injured Bantuo rat.

Mu Tu glanced at the fat rat sharply, and then looked at Shang Ke dissatisfied: The head of the dignified clan is here, and you actually give priority to serving that reserve grain? It's fat enough, you don't need to feed it anymore, just wash and bake it!

After a few more minutes, Shang Ke finally walked over to him with food.

It's just that when Mutu saw what he was holding, he immediately fell silent. This thing, no matter how you look at it, is just a lump of mud! You feed fat rats soup, but let the patriarch eat soil?

Shang Ke didn't pay attention to the resentment in Mutu's eyes, and simply placed the mud on the ground, and then struck the stone a few times. Only a few crisp clicks were heard, the mud shell shattered, and the narrow cave was suddenly filled with a strong aroma.

Shang Ke carefully peeled off the leaves that had wrapped around the outside one by one, revealing the tender chicken inside.

Mutu held back his swallowing movements, trying to maintain his majesty, staring blankly at the food on the ground. Watching Shang Ke cut the meat with a knife, he really wanted to yell: No need to cut, give me the whole one!

Shang Ke put the sliced chicken in the leaves and held it in front of Mutu.

Mutu pretended to take it calmly and took a bite slowly. The moment the chicken was eaten, an indescribable sense of satisfaction immediately arose in his heart: how, what, would, this, what, good, delicious!

It can still be seen that his eyebrows are stretched, and he is eating extremely happily, and his originally curly hair seems to be rippling.

Although it is a mighty and domineering lion, it can't change the sullen nature of being a feline......