The old tree man handed the sweet water of the buzzing insect to a young tree man behind him, and patted Meng Zhuo's shoulder with a smile: "Is your tribe on good terms with Ji Nuan's Watson tribe?" ”

Compared with the previous indifference and arrogance, the tone could be called flattering, which made the eyes of the orc patriarchs widen in disbelief.

Meng Zhuo also looked a little flattered, and nodded again and again: "Ji Nuan Witch Doctor, they were invited by our Monte tribe to participate in the Great Trade Fair this time, because my cub was helped by the Watson tribe when he went to the forests of the Anilu Mountains before, so even if the Watson tribe does not belong to the tribe that can participate in the Great Fair, we also invite them to come and see it together." ”

The old treeman's eyes lit up, and his gaze at Meng Zhuo became more and more kind: "Good invitation, good invitation, um!" The Monte tribe is a good tribe. ”

Bottel looked at the old treeman's special care for Meng Zhuo with jealousy, his eyes were about to turn red, and he stepped forward: "This uncle, this beast god fruit will be left to a few other tribes every year, and if all of them are exchanged to the Monte tribe this year, won't our tribes all come for nothing?" ”

The leaders of the other tribes also looked anxious, looking at the old tree man expectantly.

The old tree man snorted coldly: "Didn't you have no way to eat all of these beast god fruits in the previous exchange, so you let the other tribes exchange them?" Now the items prepared by the Mengzhuo tribe can be exchanged for all the beast god fruits, of course we want to exchange all of them for all. ”

Bottel also wanted to fight: "But this..."

The old tree man glared coldly: "Less nonsense, if you are wordy, you Geru tribe will not participate in the next big trade fair." ”

The old tree man is very grudgeful, isn't this botel the orc who provoked the little cubs in the clan to trouble Ji Nuan's witch doctor yesterday!

Bottel's face was extremely ugly, he had always claimed to be the most powerful in the orc tribe, but it was the first time he had been treated so unceremoniously outside, and the anger in his heart could be imagined.

Meng Tai carefully wrapped the beast god fruit with a large leaf and put it into his arms, and the joy on his face couldn't be contained at all.

Seeing this, the patriarchs of the surrounding tribes could only sigh in frustration, and turned around and walked towards their tribes.

On the other side, at the Watson tribe station, Mu Chun took the Shenmu Tree Man cub and Fuyi all the way to the tent area, but he didn't see a single orc, and wondered: "Today is the day when the big trade fair begins, why don't there be any orcs in this tribe's station?" Did they all go out to the trade fair? ”

Fu Yi walked around the tents, and found that only the fire pit in the tent where things were discussed on weekdays was hot, so the people were all gathered in one tent?

"Fuyi?" Two very familiar voices sounded in his ears, and Fu Yi looked back to see that it was the cliff and the patriarch of Ge Xing who hurriedly walked in from outside.

"In the cliff? Patriarch Uncle? Why don't there be any beasts in the tribe? Fu Yi said with a little excitement.

Ge walked up and patted him on the head: "You little guy, where did you go, let us all worry about death, yesterday we were injured by the Botel of the Gru tribe, and you disappeared again, we thought something happened to you?" So everyone split up to look for you early this morning. ”