Chapter Ninety-Five: A Change in Dreams
With a flick of the ability, the spatial confinement suddenly opened, and Lian Yue threw the two long-haired shuttle beasts to Duoliao's feet.
"Does it look familiar?" Lian Yue chuckled and asked Duoliao.
As soon as the two long-haired shuttles under their feet saw that they were let go, they wanted to turn around and flee when they landed, but Duoliao looked at him, stretched out his arm and pressed the back of one's neck, and his whole body knelt up, firmly suppressing it under him.
The other backhand caught the tail of the long-haired shuttle, and with a click, I only heard it let out a cry of pain, and the movement froze, and the next second, Dopp seized the opportunity to pounce and hold down the shuttlemon.
The members of the Monte team on the side also consciously adjusted their positions, surrounding the surroundings to death, so as not to give the long-haired shuttle beast any loopholes to exploit.
Looking at the skillful movements of the Monte team, even the moon was not too surprised, only a little surprised, it turned out that this backhand tail grabbing is a compulsory course for every Monte orc! Thinking of Apna's broken tail vertebrae, I don't know how long it will take to recover when I go back, and I suddenly feel that my tail vertebrae also subconsciously have a physiological pain, but fortunately she doesn't have a long tail!
"How did the Shuttle Orcs end up here?" After suppressing the two shuttle beasts, Duoliao looked at Dopp and the others with confusion.
Unable to get an answer from their faces, Duoliao focused his eyes on Lian Yue, hoping that she could give him an explanation.
"The one who steals the salt stone must have nothing to do with the Shuttle Beast!" Recognizing the Sosuo orcs, reminiscent of the last hunt, Doler speculated.
"Let go of Lao Tzu!" The Suosuo orc, who had been suppressed by Duoliao, couldn't withstand the pressure, changed back into human form, and shouted in a muffled voice.
As soon as these words came out, several people present recognized him as the shuttle beast from before!
"It's you!" Duoliao reacted, a little incredulous.
"Of course it's Lao Tzu! How unlucky Lao Tzu is, wherever you hunt, you Monte beasts can be encountered! "The yellow-skinned shuttle orcs are naturally different, and they don't care that they are still suppressed, so they start shouting!
"And you! What an orc you are! Lao Tzu walked well in the forest, what are you doing by tying Lao Tzu here with witchcraft! He yelled at the Monte orcs wasn't enough, and he threw his head back desperately and shouted at Lianyue, as if he didn't realize his current situation.
Unlike him, his companions were much more silent, and if those eyes weren't looking around, Lian Yue would definitely think that he must be scared stupid.
"Don't you feel troublesome to steal the salt stone and go to the Zhi Ape tribe to exchange it?"
Lian Yue ignored his clamour, half-crouched down, and looked at the shuttle orc who was looking for an opportunity in his eyes.
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people present were different. The Monte tribe's face was full of disbelief, is this really related to the Zhi Ape tribe?
The face of the Suo Suo orc froze instantly, and the shouting stopped abruptly, and then suddenly raised his voice and said, "Lao Tzu doesn't know what you're talking about!" Let me go! ”
"Heh~"
With a chuckle, Lian Yue looked mockingly at the Monte orcs present, and even with it, the three of Sal snorted contemptuously in her way.
"The beast god is above! You can't catch us! The orc, who had calmed a little calmer, finally became a little flustered and spoke.
Supposedly, his words are right, the orcs who do not have any conflicts in the jungle are generally well water and do not interfere with river water, and there are few cases where they are deliberately targeted, and they are arrested or even injured for no reason, which is a practice that violates the Beast God's divine training.
"Say! Did you steal the Salt Stone? Doler rushed up, grabbed the hair on the top of the yellow saxon and lifted its head.
"Do you need to ask?" The big man Vasa whispered to the side, and Ronald and Sal nodded in agreement.
"Ahh Because of Doler's movements, Duoliao unconsciously relaxed, and this also gave the yellow-skinned orc some opportunities to take advantage of.
I don't know where he pulled out a black blade, and slashed it upward, as it happened, just a casual slash and stabbed Doeller's instep into a small hole, and blood suddenly seeped out from the gap between the colored scales.
Dorler let out a pain, and couldn't help but let go of his movements, and the yellow-skinned orc took the opportunity to escape out, but fortunately, Duoliao reacted quickly, grabbed its hind legs with his backhand, and pulled its hind legs with a stroke of the claws to draw out a few deep blood marks.
A few of the Monte orcs standing around them stepped forward, stretched out their hands and held it down so hard that they couldn't move at all.
"Let go of me!"
Duoliao reached out and broke its fingers, dragged out a knife-like object it was holding tightly, looked at it carefully, frowned, and handed the knife to Duobu's hand.
"Strange knives?" After receiving the black blade handed over by Duo Liao, he stretched out his hand and rubbed it, and suddenly, he swung his hand and smashed it on the trunk of the tree on the side, the blade sank deep into the trunk, and he held the handle of the knife and pulled it back, only to hear a thud, and the blade was removed very smoothly.
Turning his head again, all the Monte orcs present had a solemn look on their faces.
Why did this "strange knife" appear in the hands of this Suosuo orc?
"What is this?" Seeing his movements, the three of Sal raised a question, this knife is much sharper than the stone knife and the bone knife.
It's no wonder that Sal hasn't seen a strange knife, you know, such a sharp and strong knife, the entire Black Forest tribe, only the tribe of wise apes who are good at manufacturing can create, and such an object, according to them, is not only scarce in materials, but also very difficult to forge, and the output is very small.
Therefore, even in the exchange season, the Zhi Ape tribe does not plan to exchange it. Even the Monte tribe, after learning about it by chance, used a large amount of salt stone in exchange, and only a few dozen handfuls were in their hands.
Lian Yue's eyes were sharp, and she noticed this knife as early as when Duoliao took it over to take a look. The handle of the knife on the face is about 20cm long, the size of an ordinary dagger, shaped like a crescent moon, and the color is dark with some mottled luster, which looks like it should be some kind of metal.
The yellow-skinned orc continued to shout, and his companion still looked like a strong man, and the two seemed to be very different.
Duobu took the hilt of the knife in his hand, and did not explain it to the others of Romir, he pinched the hilt, stretched it out in front of the yellow-skinned orc, and asked sharply, "Where did you get this knife?" ”
Lian Yue rolled his eyes on the side, this Monte orc is really ink, I know that they are a group with my eyes, and I ask, I ask, I ask, I can't find the key point, when will I get ink!
Sure enough, as she expected, the attitude of the yellow-skinned shuttle orc was very bad, and he began to shout again, without any intention of seriously answering his question.
......
Over there, inside the Water Curtain Cave.
A yellow, wrinkled-skinned wise ape orc snapped open his eyes and stood up from the stone platform.
The orc kept muttering, pacing back and forth between the stone platforms, his eyebrows and eyes very anxious.
Approaching closely, it seemed that he could hear his muttering, "Why did the Monte orcs suddenly change?" Three-eyed tiger? Could it be the Tiger Tribe? What's going on? Why such a sudden change? ”
"Lord Priest?"
A slightly smaller wise ape orc at the door noticed movement in the stone cave and leaned in and asked.
"Dreams, there is a new change!"
As if only then did he turn around, the wise ape orc, known as the priest, raised his eyes to look at him and commanded with some anxiety, "San'er! Inform the Chief! ”