Xiu Yan's face changed after hearing this, where do they care what prey is not prey.

Turning around and running in the direction of the camp, their witch doctor is still there, and even if they lose their lives, they will bring the witch doctor back.

But...

Look at the female sitting on the back of a snow leopard with somewhat messy hair.

Not only Xiuyan, but the orcs of the hunting team all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Witch Doctor, do you know anything about that terrifying god?" Yali followed behind Xiu Yan, watched the orc take the female off the back of the snow leopard, hugged her into her arms, and asked curiously.

Ji Nuan looked at him: "What legend?" ”

Xiu Yanmo frowned slightly: "The orcs of the Nia Forest say that the gods of this territory do not welcome the people of the beast body, so they will be angry and punish them. ”

Ji Nuan watched the orcs say feudal superstition with this cold face, and was very disillusioned.

The corners of her mouth twitched and pointed to the turtle that was sticking a head on the side of the orc's back basket: "It was the strong patriarch who came to inform us that there would be a storm and tsunami, so let's evacuate quickly."

I was afraid that I would miss you if I flew up directly, so I let the clansmen run up the mountain road, and sure enough, I met you. ”

Children, it is not right to engage in feudal superstition.

Xiu Yan's deep eyes looked at the turtle Zhuang Zhuang in the orc's back basket: "Thank you Zhuang Zhuang Patriarch." ”

Gu Zhuangzhuang swallowed his saliva a little flattered, and quickly shook his head: "No thanks, it should be." ”

Oh my God, this orc who only puts Ji Nuan in the eyes of the witch doctor treats himself so politely.

At this time, Gu Zhuangzhuang seemed to have drunk two catties of Erguotou, and he was a little dizzy.

"Alright, let's go back to the tribe first, it's still very dangerous here."

Ji Nuan patted the orc's muscular arm.

Xiu Yan nodded, changed his posture so that Ji Nuan would not be uncomfortable, and ran in the direction of the tribe with her in his arms.

The orcs in the back followed closely.

Behind them, the murky waves, much higher than the walls of the Watson tribe, had already swallowed up the wooden houses on the beach, leaving no residue behind.

It's as clean as if there was no trace of orc activity at all.

At this time, the turtle tribe had gathered in the depths of the island, a cave dug by the orcs, very deep and large.

The turtle tribes, who had long been accustomed to the water god's anger from time to time, were very calm, and each found a corner to stay.

Or sleep, or eat some food, very calm.

The only thing that worries me is seaweed.

His companion went to report to the orcs of the Watson tribe, and he didn't know what was going on, if it would be dangerous.

The baby turtle and the turtle Beibei were obediently lying on the thick animal skin cushion given to them by Ji Nuan, nibbling on the fragrant little jerky.

From time to time, they scratch each other's paws, and the atmosphere is very harmonious.

In this cave, Seaweed is not afraid that the two little orcs will run away.

She got up and came to the priest's side: "Uncle Sacrificial, can Zhuang Zhuang come back?" ”

The old priest was sorting out his precious herbs, and when he saw the worried look of the seaweed, he smiled kindly: "Don't worry, Zhuang Zhuang will be fine, seeing that the time of change is about the same as when he arrives at the Watson tribe, he should be evacuated with the orcs of the Watson tribe, there will be no danger." ”

After receiving the affirmation of the priest, the heart of the seaweed instantly fell to the ground, and the priest said that his partner was fine, then he must be fine.