Ji Nuan Witch Doctor, something happened, the orc named Botel injured several orcs in the tribe, and the patriarch was also injured. "An orc came running from a distance, with blood on his face and tattered skins.

"What?" Ji Nuan's heart tightened: "How is the patriarch?" ”

The orc grinned a little because of the pain on his face: "The patriarch had already fainted when I left, and they were all injured in Yali Bosen, that orc is too powerful, we are not opponents, Yali asked me to come to you and Xiu Yan." ”

Xiu Yan stopped his waist and hugged Ji Nuan into his arms, and quickly ran in the direction of the clansmen.

The distance was not far, and the place where the Watson tribesmen were at this time had already formed a large circle, and from time to time there was the thud of flesh colliding and the cries of pain of orcs in the middle.

When Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan arrived, Botel was smiling and inserting his claws into the abdomen of the cliff, when he saw Xiu Yan coming, his face changed greatly, and he pulled out his arm and wanted to escape.

handed over Ji Nuan to Mu Chun, who came later, and Xiu Yan rushed forward with a cold expression.

This was the first time Ji Nuan had seen Xiu Yan turn into sharp claws when he was fighting with orcs, and the cold light refracted in the sun and the coldness in Xiu Yan's eyes complemented each other, making him look like a killing god.

Ji Nuan hurriedly ran to the side of the cliff where he fell, and the orc's stomach was bleeding constantly, staining the ground below him red.

"Mu Chun, can you give me some of your branches and leaves?" The cliff urgently needs to stop the bleeding now, otherwise he will die from excessive bleeding.

Mu Chun also knew the seriousness of the matter, plucked a handful of hair from his head and handed it to Ji Nuan: "Use my hair, the effect is better." ”

The hair that left the body turned into snow-white leaves when Ji Nuan put it into the stone jar, smashed the leaves with a stone pestle, and hurriedly applied it to the wound in the cliff, and the wound that was still bleeding just now instantly formed a thin layer of blood scabs.

Ji Nuan took out the bamboo jar with the fire fruit potion from the back basket and handed it to the medicine: "Feed him a mouthful of potion to drink." ”

Then he stood up and looked at the surrounding clansmen, all of whom were wounded, which made the anger in Ji Nuan's heart burn.

"Go and find some big planks in the woods, the kind that can lie down an orc." Ji Nuan turned his head sideways and instructed the clansmen around him.

Although these were injured, they were far less serious than those in the cliff.

"What about the patriarch?" She looked back at the orcs who had just come to report the news.

The orc pointed to the place that was blocked by the clansmen not far from the cliff, Ji Nuan looked over, and a paw print was clearly imprinted on the chest of the Gexing patriarch, and the animal skin cotton clothes had been stained red with blood.

One of Burson's arms was twisted in an abnormal way, and he smiled bitterly, "It's all me... It's because he saw me..."

Ji Nuan shook his head: "Even if it weren't for you, our two tribes wouldn't get along peacefully." ”

Applying medicine to the wound of the patriarch of Ge Xing, Ji Nuan took out a bamboo jar from the basket and stood up, turned to look at the defeated Bot'er who was beaten by Xiu Yan, and there was a touch of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Brother Xiuyan, catch him." Ji Nuan's voice was very calm, but the orcs around him felt a chill in their necks inexplicably, spreading from their backs to the back of their heads.

Looking at the witch doctor with a calm face, the orcs felt that the coolness that they could feel in the Beast God Mountain just now was definitely not an illusion.