Chapter 121, the unconscious
"Ji Nuan, have you sorted things out?" Ge Xing's voice was as loud as ever, and Ji Nuan lifted his head from the pile of items, and a small hair was raised on the top of his head.
"Alright, alright!" As he spoke, he placed the packed items on the back of the tall silver wolf orc beside him.
Hello orcs, orcs seconds, camels are screaming~
Humming an out-of-tune tune in his mouth, Ji Nuan was in a happy mood.
"Big cat! Who's the big cat! Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the station, and Ji Nuan stopped the work probe in his hand and looked at it.
The orcs of the Tumang tribe hurriedly carried the pale cliff and stood at the entrance of the station, shouting the name of the cat.
"What's the matter?" Maoda was pulled out by the clansmen in a little confusion, and his things have not been sorted out yet.
"You're a cat?" A sturdy orc of the Tumang tribe stepped forward with a fierce look and grabbed the cat's big arm.
Suddenly, his eyes were red: "We were packing our belongings, but we heard a cat shouting from the cliff, and when we went in to check, we found that he was already lying on the animal skin with a pale face." ”
"yes, after a long time of inquiry, I found out that you are in the Watson tribe now, can you see what is going on?"
"yes, it can't be what you did, right?"
"That's right, you must give our Tumang tribe an explanation!"
Ji Nuan stepped forward: "This matter is not done by Maoda, he has been packing up his things at the tribal station today, and he has never left at all." ”
After speaking, he stepped forward: "I am also a disciple of the witch doctor, if you can rest assured, I can help take a look." ”
The orcs of the Tumang tribe looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.
At this time, the lips trembled and fluttered out of the cliff, and a few words floated out: "Hurry... Hurry up..."
When Ji Nuan saw this situation, he looked inexplicably familiar.
Yesterday, when the big cat meow jumped into the cliff, he also looked like he was going to die...
Ji Nuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he carefully looked around the cliff.
Sure enough, he found something strange on the side of the other party's loose waist, cautiously stretched out his hand, grabbed the fluffy little tail, and then reached in with both hands and grabbed the culprit's little milk ball.
"Meow~"
The little milk meow opened her big watery eyes, looking at Ji Nuan cutely like that, and meowing softly and cutely.
And in the cliff, which was still half-dead just now, he instantly shook his wit, and looked at the little milk ball that was imprisoned in his hand by Ji Nuan in great horror, and quickly hid behind the strong orc just now.
Beasts: ···
So, the culprit is this little cat!
Beasts of the Tumang tribe: So you are afraid of such a little cat in the cliff that looks cunning and ruthless on weekdays?
Feeling the gaze of the beasts, the cliff's gaze glared back fiercely.
The necks of the beasts were cold: I feel that I know too much, will I be killed and swollen?
The cat is about to be scared to death at this time, why is this cub so uneasy, why do you always provoke the bad snake orc of the Tumang tribe, what is the use of a beautiful face, can it be eaten as food?
(The deepest malice from the future father-in-law.) )
The cat meowed and struggled in Ji Nuan's hands, not counting the pitiful "meow" sound.
As soon as the cliff heard this meow, the muscles of the whole body tensed, and the tension was extremely tight.