Who hasn't had any inventory yet, and in less than three days, the fifty pickled humming beasts were already in place.

With a wave of his hand, the Patriarch of Ge Xing carved out a special place to store these pickled humming beasts, and when the big trade fair was over, the orcs of the Monte tribe took them home with them.

As for the salt exchanged, Ji Nuan exchanged the salt obtained from the remaining salt fruits to them, or packed it in a leather bag and put it in the warehouse.

Don't say that she is not kind, the salt she brought back this time is all that kind of red salt, if you use it for the clansmen, there is no problem, if you give it to the orcs outside.

Ji Nuan ruthlessly said that it hadn't reached that point yet.

And Yali and Xiuyan, who came back that day, were rarely despised by the hunting team in the tribe.

There is no way, looking at the few long-eared beasts and a few scattered yellow sheep beasts bouncing in the empty farm, I am really sorry for the strong ability of the two orcs.

It's not as good as the harvest of an ordinary team for a day, and people can at least catch a humming beast or a green bull beast or something when they go out.

Facing the gloating eyes of the clansmen, Xiu Yan's indifferent face and the arrogant face in the cliff.

And then...

The two beasts turned around and returned to their house with absolute speed.

The temperature on their faces was a little high, and they said that they needed to be quiet.

It was rare to see the two captains embarrassed, and the clansmen said that their hearts were refreshed, and they decisively made the next pickled humming beast to celebrate.

Cheap saliva rampant, coveted Monte tribe orcs.

Guests and hosts have fun.

After a few days of leisurely life, all the items for the big trade fair were finally sorted out.

In the early morning, the cries of the giggling beasts echoed in the tribe, and a new day began.

The females and cubs followed their partners, and after the orcs who participated in the big trade fair said goodbye to their families, the mighty orc procession set off towards the beast god mountain.

And just the day before they set off, a few orcs were ushered in in the fire fruit forest under the Beast God Mountain.

Ahead is the snow-covered Mt. Beast God, but the temperature here is comfortable, and the fiery red leaves sway in the wind, making a subtle rustling sound.

Revealing the red fruit that looms inside.

They had never seen a fiery red tree or a fiery red fruit.

Hale turned his head to look at the tall and muscular orc beside him, "Otto, do you know what kind of tree this is?" ”

The pangolin orc didn't speak, just shook his head slightly, the tree felt very dangerous to him.

Hall frowned slightly when he saw him shake his head.

Alto is an orc rescued by the old witch doctor, and his strength is strong, and it is only for the sake of the old witch doctor's face that he will protect him to come and train.

The old witch doctor said that Alto had traveled a lot and knew a lot of things that could help him.

However, this fiery red fruit tree didn't even know about Alto.

"Dangerous." A low, hoarse voice rang in their ears.

Hall's eyes lit up, and he looked at the fiery red woods with some vigilance.

And Tuya, who was most disgusted with Otto, died again at this time.

She sneered coldly, and looked at the strong bear-like orc with disdain: "He also said that he was the most powerful orc in the tribe, just a few small trees, and he was scared like this."

I did not believe that there was any danger in this tree, and I would not only pluck its leaves and break its branches, but also eat its fruit.

Can it still grow legs and kill me? ”