Thinking of the little female, Whale Fall couldn't help but sigh.

Ji Nuan's witch doctor already has a very powerful orc guard, and he can't insert it at all.

Sad~

At this time, Ji Nuan and the others had returned to the Watson tribe.

Looking at the familiar place, Ji Nuan's whole body relaxed and went home.

And the red salt that Ji Nuan brought back was given a magical color by the witch doctor Grandma.

The blood of the beast god was sprinkled on the earth, forming this red salt.

The orcs of the Watson tribe cherished this salt so much that they carefully preserved it, and they didn't even dare to use it.

After Ji Nuan found out, he couldn't cry or laugh, so he told the clansmen that the Beast God gave them this precious red salt, and if they didn't use it, they would have failed the Beast God's gift.

This is why the red salt was used in the Watson tribe.

...

"Hahaha, Ji Nuan Witch Doctor, Ge Xing Patriarch, long time no see."

At the gate of the Watson tribe, Ji Nuan and the patriarch of Ge Xing were greeting a group of familiar orc friends.

"Patriarch Mengzhuo, Mengtai, are you throwing the witch doctor in the tribe to guard the door again?" Ji Nuan also greeted him with a smile.

Patriarch Ge Xing stepped forward and hugged Patriarch Mengzhuo, laughing: "You guy, I haven't seen you for a while, and you're getting old?" ”

Meng Zhuo angrily hammered Ge Xing's chest: "You are only old, and your beard is white." ”

The two beasts were very happy to hurt each other here, and after Meng Zhuo and Ji Nuan greeted each other, their eyes unconsciously scanned back and forth among the people of the Watson tribe behind.

None of the familiar orcs around him noticed his anomaly.

The furnishings in the conference room remained unchanged, they were still the same as they had seen, except for the large table in the middle of which were placed several delicate vases with bright flowers in the vases.

Adds a touch of beautiful color to this empty meeting room.

When the beasts had sat down, some of the orcs came in with the washed fruit, placed it in front of and behind the beasts, and then withdrew.

I haven't seen him for a long time, but seeing familiar faces, Ji Nuan still feels very kind.

"Patriarch Mengzhuo, there's nothing going on in the Lamu Forest."

Meng Zhuo shook his head and looked at Ji Nuan suspiciously: "It's nothing, everything is fine, why did Ji Nuan ask like this?" ”

Seeing the confusion on his face, Ji Nuan knew that they didn't know about the Nacha tribe going to the beach.

"This time I took some tribesmen on a trip, and when I was in the Niya Forest, I actually met the tribesmen of Nakula and Nacha, who colluded with the orc race of a sea snake tribe living in the sea, and wanted to kill all the water tribe orcs in the sea."

Meng Zhuo gasped and looked at Ji Nuan with a solemn face: "There has been no news since Nakula took Namuli back, I'm afraid that they will come back, and I've been nervous for a while, but I didn't expect this guy to go to the Nia Forest to stir up the wind and rain again." ”

"Yes, after you left, we also strengthened our patrols, and after a month, we didn't see any movement from the Nacha tribe." Meng Tai held a red fruit in his hand and gnawed on it, and said vaguely.

Ji Nuan nodded: "You still have to be careful after going back this time, there was a big storm disaster on the sea some time ago, and the sea water was lifted, higher than a hill, and the poison they threw into the water has long been swept away to an unknown place." ”