Nuan Nuan, did you say that the team that went out to hunt today could hunt prey? Goye said with some concern.

Ji Nuan smiled: "I don't know, the beast tide has just receded, even if the beasts want to come back, it will take some time." ”

Ge Ye nodded: "Yes, maybe you can still meet one or two beasts that have fallen behind, haha." ”

Ji Nuan pounded Ge Ye: "What do you want to do?" Are you hungry someday? ”

Ge Ye scratched his head and said, "No, no, it's just... Hey! It's better to have more food! ”

Qi Mo and Little Ass both looked at Ge Ye and laughed.

There was laughter and laughter here, but Xiu Yan and they encountered a tribe roadblock robbery on the way back to the tribe.

The dozens of orcs in front of him were all emaciated, and the animal skins were hanging on their bodies, looking extremely depressed.

They held shoddy stone tools, blocked Xiu Yan and the other beasts with red eyes, and shouted for them to hand over the food in their hands.

Xiu Yanwolf's eyes narrowed slightly, and his lips moved: "Get out!" ”

The orcs of the Watson tribe behind him also straightened their backs one by one, looking at the group of orcs in front of them with a playful expression.

A middle-aged orc with sunken cheeks stepped out of the group, his beard and hair tangled together, and he stepped forward with a wooden stick.

"We are a barbarian tribe from the depths of the Anilu Mountains, I am the patriarch of this tribe, we have not eaten for many days, can you... Can you..."

After finishing without his words, Xiu Yan said very indifferently: "Can't! ”

As if it had been cultivated and simply given the airway, the kindness on the orc's face disappeared in an instant, and he looked at the orcs of the Watson tribe with a gloomy face.

"Haha, patriarch, I'll just say that your trick is useless, after the beast tide, these tribes are short of food, if we want to get food from them, we can only use it."

The team split off from the middle, and a very tall orc came out with a stone knife in his hand, his body was so large and strong, it looked like a huge mountain range, and it was very discordant.

Moreover, the orc's eyes are a kind of triangle that makes the beast very uncomfortable, and there is always a very evil feeling.

Being taunted by the orcs, the patriarch of the barbarian tribe turned his head to look at the mountain-like man: "Barbarian, don't be too proud, I am still the patriarch of the barbarian tribe." ”

The orc called the barbarian glanced at him mockingly, sneered, and walked to the front of the tribe.

The stone tool in his hand pointed to Xiu Yan: "Are you the leader of this hunting party?" Obediently put down the prey, I can spare your life, otherwise, hum~"

Xiu Yan raised his eyes to look at the pretending orc in front of him, his eyes seemed to be looking at a beast with a sick brain: "What about the witch doctor of your tribe?" ”

Although the orc was a little strange why Xiu Yan asked the witch doctor at this time, he still replied: "The witch doctor is old, and he can't stand the hardships on the migration road, so he has already gone to serve the beast god." ”

Hearing this, Xiu Yan pulled the corners of his mouth and said mockingly: "No wonder you are so sick, and there is no beast to treat you, and you are let out to run around and scream." ”

The irony in Xiu Yan's words was not too strong, which made the barbarian on the other side sink his face in an instant: "Hehe, you beast looks like a dead grass, and your mouth is quite hard." ”