Even the little hairy ball that Xiu Yan gave to Ji Nuan rushed to Peel's side with the little cubs, put a small paw on Peel's face, and gave him a child animal urine irrigation.

The cubs, who could only attack in the face, directly regarded Peel as the target of their fathers' daily teaching of hunting skills, and used all the eighteen martial arts.

Eventually, when the little cubs were taken away by their own Eminem, they waved their two little paws, ready to do a few more times.

Ji Nuan also watched while fighting, and after making sure that Peel didn't have any good meat on his body, he stopped.

Turning to look at the group of Orcs of the Alonso tribe kneeling there, he showed a very unfriendly smile, and waved his hand to the wandering orcs behind: "Beat me, six points of strength can carry this waste back." ”

When the stray orcs behind him heard this, their eyes lit up, and they had always maintained the beast design of good beasts, which was really difficult for them bad beasts.

Now there is a chance to beat the beast in the open, or the witch doctor allows it... Hey...

A few beasts smiled obscenely, and it was good to patrol at night when they were active.

In an instant, strange screams rushed up, and the sound of banging, banging, punching, kicking and wailing in the open space came and went.

Peel lay on the ground with his head sideways, looking at the female witch doctor standing in front of him, but he didn't dare to raise a little resentment in his heart, so he could only breathe as gently as possible, reducing his sense of existence, hoping that Ji Nuan witch doctor could forget about him.

But the wish is beautiful, but the reality is skinny, how can Ji Nuan forget about such a bad embryo.

After leading the beasts to end a one-sided beating, Ji Nuan glanced down at Peel, whose face was already unclear: "The bitter tribe will be the tribe protected by my Ji Nuan witch doctor in the future, if you come to trouble them again in the future, the next time it will be your life." ”

Peel whined and nodded quickly.

But his heart was full of hatred, his leg was gone, and when he returned, his people knew that they could no longer hunt, and those orcs who supported him would leave.

Eventually, the miserable Orcs of the Alonso tribe carried Peel, who had already passed out, away.

Peel was injured like this, and the fate of their group of beasts that came out was not much better, and the most important thing was that they once again offended this season of warm witch doctors, and when they went back, not only the patriarch would not let them go, but the old witch doctors would not let them have a good time, and the future was dark.

They looked like mourning concubines, and Ji Nuan sneered when they saw it.

If it weren't for them, this bitter tribe would have all become slaves, wouldn't it be more miserable than them?

Therefore, she really can't have the slightest sympathy for these self-inflicted beasts.

The Orcs of the Alonso tribe left, and the orcs of the Bitter tribe finally wept on their backs and in their rejoicing.

Life was too hard, and there weren't many orcs in the tribe who could hunt.

Now that the patriarch and half of the orcs of the hunting party have broken their legs, what will they do in the future?

Thinking of this, the joy of escaping the status of a slave beast just now dissipated a lot, and he was full of sorrow.

The grass hugged her partner and cried, tears flowing down as if she didn't want money.

She only felt that her life was too bitter, the cub was not well injured, lying at the Hall witch doctor, and her partner was like this again...

Her life is really more bitter than bitter water!