"Is it you who rescued Beval from the Blue Bear?"

The lion tribe is a relatively remote ordinary village, the buildings in the village are very simple thatched huts, scattered in the forest, showing the unique atmosphere of the original architecture.

The village chief is an old lion man who is over half a hundred years old and on crutches.

The old lion man was a very famous warrior of the lion tribe before, but he was seriously injured in a battle, which caused the powerful frenzy to be unable to exert his strength, so he was assigned to the village on the edge of the lion tribe as the village chief.

His strength has degraded from the top level to the current middle level, but because of his status and vision, most of the lion people respect him very much.

The village chief, Krano, looked at the two undead bones standing in front of him, and even he was very surprised.

An adult undead bone clan who can speak with blue fire in his eyes and can't see the depth of strength, and a little undead bone clan who can't feel the magic power but can save the lion boy in the hands of the blue-haired bear and kill the blue-haired bear.

It's an incredible combination.

"Chief Clarano, when we arrived, according to Bevar, it was indeed this little undead brother who rescued him. ”

A middle-aged lion man stepped forward and said to the white-haired village chief.

Because the lion patriarch has a different philosophy, the lion tribe is a very "strange" existence in the entire orc tribe.

They are not particularly keen on capturing the undead to exercise their strength, and although this situation still exists, the Lionon Clan is more likely to challenge some special magical beasts that are beyond the scope of ordinary beasts.

Fighting the undead is more realistic and dangerous than fighting each other, which is conducive to maximizing strength, but it is still within the controllable range.

And what the lion tribe advocates is the exercise of life and death without any guarantee at all!

Therefore, when they saw Lin Zhi and Xiao Bone, the two immortal bone clans, one big and one small, they didn't feel greedy at the first time, but stepped forward to ask the reason.

When they knew that it was Little Bone who killed the blue-haired bear and saved the lion boy, the two middle-aged lionmen who arrived in a hurry very warmly invited Lin Zhi and the two undead bone clans to their village as guests.

Even though Little Bone had originally intended to fight with the blue-haired bear, rather than to rescue some inconsequential lion boy, Lin Zhi still accepted the invitation of the two middle-aged lion men and went to their village.

His curiosity about the world made him want to know more about the habits of the orc race.

Previously, the werewolf clan couldn't help but attack without saying anything, and naturally there was no way to give Lin Zhi a good impression.

So, until now, they who have lost the two strongest fighters have not dared to follow them.

The same clan, in terms of attitude towards the undead bone clan, the lion clan and the werewolf clan showed a completely different attitude.

Dada!

Little Bone stood beside the rake, and he was not interested in the old lionman, but he looked at the lion boy a few more times, and wanted to find a pleasant sense of strength in this weak peer.

"Hmm. The old village chief, Krano, nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Then, he looked at the adult immortal bone clan who had spoken earlier, and said, "Sir, thank you very much for saving the little boy in our village, in order to express my gratitude to you, at the risk of falling apart bones, I have decided to present you with a dance!"

The old lion man threw the crutches in his hand behind him, his hands and feet swayed, and without the slightest defense, he danced a fast-paced dance similar to street dance in front of Lin Zhi and Xiao Bone.

Wrinkled skin wrapped in thin, shrunken bones, pale lion's whiskers swayed in the air, and the old lion's grass clothes swayed with the swings of the dance.

In the absence of music with the same rhythm, the old lion's sudden awkward dance is extremely spicy.

Although Lin Zhi and Xiao Gu, who are immortal bone clans, strictly speaking, do not have eyes......

"Thank you for your kindness, but if you want to dance, forget it. Lin Zhi couldn't help it, so he had to break his cold and gloomy image and said out loud.

Most of the villagers of the Lion Man Village stood around, men, women, and children, at least for now, Lin Zhi had not yet felt the greedy and hypocritical malice in them.

So, he didn't mind communicating with the lionmen.

It may be that the creature of Little Bone's second mother lives in the "Lion's Roar Canyon", and it is better to have the necessary information there in advance.

Of course, it is entirely possible for Lin Zhi to get the information he wants through the curse, but if he can, he would prefer to get his own answer through contact and communication with each other, rather than brute force.

Just like the Thunder Dragon King Abelard, this is the person Lin Zhi feels most comfortable chatting with so far, the last time he asked about the Aging City Concept Beast, didn't Abelard provide key information with joy?

What Lin Zhi hopes is that both sides will have this harmonious atmosphere.

Use brute force at every turn, that's too vulgar.

Even if he has the brute strength to fight again, it's not his opponent, is it?

"Huh, are you not happy with my dance?"

The village chief, Krano, stopped dancing with spicy eyes, his cloudy eyes full of questions.

This is a dance that he has studied for many years, and even the patriarch of the lion tribe, that amazing little girl, saw it and praised it, and now, as soon as he started dancing, he was called to stop?

For a moment, he fell into deep self-doubt.

"Hello, Immortals, I am the father of Bevar, and thank you very much for saving my son, who does not know whether to live or die. For this reason, I am willing to dance a dance for you!" Among the lion man villagers, a brown-haired middle-aged lion man walked out and bowed slightly towards Lin Zhi.

Before Lin Zhi could answer, the sturdy lion man danced a very orc-style "street dance" directly on the spot.

With the support of frenzied combat power, the dance movements of the middle-aged lion man are much more difficult than the street dance of the earth, and all kinds of difficult movements are easy to do with one-handed support, spinning and jumping with eyes closed.

However, in general, compared with the old lion's awkward dance full of disobedience, the middle-aged lionman's movements are neat and coherent, and with his vigorous posture, it is enough to kill most of the dancers on the planet in seconds, and it is very ornamental.

If there is another piece of music with a strong sense of rhythm, it is indeed a very pleasing dance.

"Hey, daddy, don't show yourself in front of the guests anymore, let me come!"

A female lion man with a bewitching figure interrupted the dance of the middle-aged lionman, bowed slightly towards Lin Zhi, and said, "Mr. Immortal Bone Clan, thank you for saving my son, for this, I will dedicate a dance for you." ”

With that, the lioness walked steadily and danced a high-tempo dance.

The female Miaoman's posture and sharp and unprocrastinating dance movements have a special style and a different charm.

"These muscled orcs have a strange way of thanking. Lin Zhi thought secretly in his heart.

Then, the group of lion villagers behind him ran up one after another, using their hands and feet, and under the pretext of "thanks", they rushed to show their dancing and began a silent "fighting dance".

Looking at the picture of the lions dancing in front of him, Lin Zhi silently retracted the thoughts in his heart.

Feeling these orcs, the heart of gratitude is secondary, and it is true to find excuses to dance!

Orcs are still a race that loves to dance!