When the voice came into Namuli's ears, she was involuntarily shaken by the numb body of the voice, and unconsciously stepped forward, looking at the direction from which the voice came from with green eyes.

The sound of languid footsteps drew nearer, and the cliff in the suit of the escort stepped out from behind the tent, and the first thing that caught Naqoura and Namuli's eyes was the feminine and evil face, which could not be described as beautiful.

Meng Zhuo was already immune to the faces of the cliff, and knew that this was also a powerful evolved orc.

He pointed sideways at Nakula and Namuli beside him: "These two are Nakura, the patriarch of the Nacha tribe, and his hen Namuli, who have something to look for Elder Muqing, is he here?" ”

Yali nodded: "He is in there to tidy up his tent." ”

"You even let the elders of the Divine Tree Treant Clan tidy up their tents by themselves!" Namuli exclaimed, her voice different from her usual hoarseness, but with some softness in it.

When she finally turned her head to look at her, Namuli's heart was wrinkled, and she felt like her breathing was a little uneasy as she was stared at by these evil eyes.

The cliff's gaze only lingered on her for a moment, and then he looked at the Patriarch Mengzhuo: "I sent the orc in to call him, you can wait here." ”

With that, he pointed to the outermost tent without a curtain of animal skin.

Patriarch Mengdro took Nakula and Namuli to the side of the tent and walked towards it: "Hurry up, I have to go back to pack the tent, I've been really tired of the past few days." ”

The corners of Yali's mouth twitched: "I didn't ask you to come." ”

Patriarch Mengzhuo rolled his eyes, this kid really didn't give himself face as the patriarch of a big tribe at all. Qiqi Chinese Network

Looking at the cliff that turned away, Nakura's eyes flashed with doubt, while Namuli on the side craned her neck to look at the figure that was gradually moving away, hoping to take the opportunity to see more.

"Meng Zhuo, this orc really doesn't have any respect for you, the patriarch of the big tribe." Nakura frowned, in fact, he was more like saying that this orc did not have any respect for him, the patriarch of the big tribe, and ignored him and Namuli the whole time just now, which made him very unhappy.

Meng Zhuo didn't know what he was thinking, and a strange smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "I don't dare to let him salute me or anything, he is the captain of Ji Nuan's witch medical guard." ”

Nakula frowned, "He's the captain of the Witch Doctor Guard, and he's not a Witch Doctor. ”

Mondror gave him a meaningful look, "It depends on which witch doctor's captain he is." ”

Meng Zhuo's words made Nakula and Namuli full of curiosity about this legendary Ji Nuan witch doctor: "I don't know if I can meet this powerful Ji Nuan witch doctor this time." ”

Meng Zhuo smiled and shook his head: "I really don't know this, I can see it tomorrow anyway, Ji Nuan Witch Doctor is a very kind and kind witch doctor." ”

Namuli's eyes were full of ambition, and a touch of shyness appeared on her face: "If Ji Nuan's witch doctor's healing technique is so powerful, I don't know if I am lucky enough to be able to learn some." ”

"You'd better stay by your father's side." An indifferent voice came in, interrupting Namuli's temptation.

A few of them turned their heads to look, and a middle-aged Shenmu tree man with white hair and white eyebrows walked in.

Meng Zhuo got up, took a piece of animal skin, and spread it in the innermost part of the tent: "Elder Muqing, sit." ”