Namuli looked at the small animal skin bag in Ola's hand without blinking: "No need, there is nothing to repay between us, as long as you use this Shenmu branch and leaf powder to help me heal." ”

Aura chuckled and nodded, "That's what I'm talking about." ”

As the words fell, he carefully took out some pale green powder and sprinkled it on Namuli's back.

Namuli only felt the burning pain on her back, which disappeared in an instant, and she couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, Ola and the orcs behind her looked at the wound on Namuli's back with a strange smile, which was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Until the end, only a faint scar remained.

Namuri got up from the grass nest of some of the beasts, and glanced at the rough place with disgust.

She looked at Ola, who was already standing to the side, and the joy in her eyes couldn't be hidden: "Thank you, Ora, if it weren't for you, I don't know when this wound would be healed." ”

Ola lowered his head and chuckled, and lazily flicked his nails: "Since it's okay, come with me, my brother is a rough orc, how can this kind of place be for a delicate little female to live in." ”

Let's take the lead in thinking about the cave entrance.

Namuli thought about it, and finally gritted her teeth and followed behind Ora, she had helped Ola so much before, she would definitely not do anything to herself.

But in the rest of the beast, Namuli wanted to kill herself every time she thought of today.

Aura led Namuli all the way to the depths of the tribe, and Namuli became puzzled in her heart: "Ora, why did you live here, this is too remote." ”

Ora didn't look back, her voice seemed a little lost: "I'm not the tribal patriarch anymore, and I've done such a wrong thing, of course I can't live in the original cave anymore." ”

With that, keep walking.

The beasts walked for about an hour before they came to the front of a cave, where there were a lot of orc activities, and when they saw them coming, they all came over enthusiastically to say hello.

And the way they looked at Namuli was even more fiery.

This made the vain Namuli instantly raise her chin, revealing a slender neck.

The surrounding orcs even swallowed their saliva, and their eyes glowed green.

"Ora, who is this?" An orc, who looked older, stepped forward.

Ola smiled, "This is what I told you about Namuli, the cub of the patriarch of the Nacha tribe. ”

The surrounding orcs stepped forward and greeted Namuli warmly.

Looking at Namuli, surrounded by orcs, Ora's eyes were full of sarcasm.

The orc who had just spoken walked over with lustful eyes: "That's it?" ”

Namuli glanced at him: "That's it, if you want offspring, you have to be a little measured, if you die, there will be no next one." ”

With that, he took a deep look at Namuli, who was immersed in the orcs' praise, and turned around and left with the orcs around him.

When Namuli finally sent the surrounding orcs away, she found that Ora was long gone.

She frowned and walked over to the older orc, "What about Ora?" ”

The orc shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Let's go." ”

Namuli frowned, turned and walked in the direction she had come, only to be surrounded by the orcs around her