Ji Nuan touched his head awkwardly and told Mu Chun the truth about what happened at the gate of the tribe today.

"They said they were here to deliver fruit to Elder Mu Qing and me, but I didn't tell them about the fruit, so I wanted to come over and ask Elder Mu Qing if it was her request, but... Hehe! ”

Ji Nuan laughed dryly twice, and pointed to the tent where the earth-shattering thunder was coming from: "I didn't expect Elder Mu Qing to be sleeping. ”

Mu Chun patted his chest: "Don't worry, just leave the rest to me, and I will tell him about it when Mu Qing wakes up." ”

Ji Nuan nodded: "Okay, then you have a good rest, and there will be a trade fair tomorrow." ”

With that, he waved his hand and walked in the direction of his tent.

After washing up and eating some food, Ji Nuan also lay in his comfortable bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep, it was really tiring to rush continuously.

And on the other side is the Nacha tribal station.

"You and Namuli went out to deliver fruit to Elder Mu Qing, but they were injured by the orcs of the Watson tribe? Can't you, an evolutionary orc, protect your partner? Nakula's angry voice rang out, and she was furious as she watched her female cub lying pitifully on the hide.

The warm orc covered his abdomen and coughed lightly, and said with a wry smile: "Father, I didn't expect that this Watson tribe would have a second-level evolved orc. ”

"Huh!" Nakula stood up instantly, her tone full of surprise: "What did you say?" The one who injured you today turned out to be a second-level evolutionary orc? ”

Wen Run orc nodded: "Yes, I have only felt his coercion today on Botel, so it is definitely a second-level evolved orc." ”

Nakula's desire to teach the Watson tribe a lesson was like a fire being extinguished by rain, leaving only wisps of smoke.

Touching Namuli's hair, he stood up: "You take good care of Namuli." "Little bookstore

With that, he turned and walked out of the tent, leading a few orcs towards the station of the Mondra tribe.

"Patriarch, Nakula, the patriarch of the Nacha tribe, has arrived, saying that he has something to look for you."

"Huh?" Listening to the orc's report, Meng Zhuo was a little strange, it hadn't been long since they were separated.

He simply waved his hand: "Just bring the Nakula patriarch to my tent." ”

The orc nodded and turned to leave.

After a while, there was a rush of footsteps outside the tent: "Meng Zhuo, I have something urgent to find you." ”

Before the beast arrived, the voice came in first.

Patriarch Mengzhuo lay lazily on the animal skin mat, looked at Nakura who opened the animal skin curtain and came in, and pointed to the idle animal skin mat on the side: "Sit down and say." ”

Nakula was also polite, and sat on the animal skin cushion: "You tell me if the Monaco Watson tribe has a second-level evolved orc." ”

After asking, he stared at Meng Zhuo with blazing eyes.

Mondra shook his head.

Nakula breathed a sigh of relief, and sure enough, it was a lie made up by the Gentle Orcs to escape their punishment.

"There are four second-level evolved orcs in the Watson tribe, three of them are the captains of Ji Nuan's witch doctor escort team, this time they came with Ji Nuan's witch doctor, and the orc you saw last time was one."

Nakula felt like he was stuck in his throat with some big bone, and he felt very uncomfortable at the moment.