Being caught off guard, the Tumang tribe was a little panicked.

Lute's eyes sharpened: "What's the panic, the orcs of the Watson tribe are not as many as us, think about the fat prey, enough food to survive the cold season, give it to me, kill them all." ”

Ge Xing was not to be outdone, the golden lion was majestic and majestic, roared and took the lead in rushing towards the yellow and black tiger in front of the Tumang tribe, and the two beasts fought back and forth.

However, after all, the number of orcs on the Watson tribe's side is small, and some orcs have already begun to get hurt.

"Ge Xing, if you are going to lose, your territory will be our Tumang tribe, I will lock all the females of your tribe in a cave, give birth to the orcs, and kill all the orc cubs, hahaha!" Lute's laughter was rampant and vicious, which made Ji Nuan, who was hiding in the shadows, itch with hatred.

Seeing that another orc from his tribe was injured, Ji Nuan was a little anxious: "Are you ready?" ”

Fuyi shook his head: "It's going to take a while." ”

The battle was very cruel, and although Ge Xing bit Lute's back, he also injured his neck, and he almost went to see the beast god.

Several silver wolf orcs are strong, and Uncle Xiuli's family are all good at picking a few, Xiu Yan shuttles among the beasts, constantly harvesting the beast lives of the Tumang tribe.

"It's warm, and the fire is lit." Fuyi came running from a distance, with a hint of excitement in his voice.

Ji Nuan took out a soaked animal skin from behind him and covered his mouth and nose, threw the medicine bag that had been prepared for a long time into the fire, and nodded at Fuyi.

The little hairy ball opened its mouth, and the shrill cry characteristic of the lightning marten was heard, and the orcs of the Watson tribe immediately grabbed the wounded companion away from the opponent, and took out a piece of animal skin from behind him to cover his mouth and nose.

Lute was stunned by this sudden retreat, and then overjoyed: "Ge Xing, are you going to take the remaining beasts to find a new territory now?" Yes? Hahaha! ”

(Tsk, see if you can drop!) ）

Ge Xing stood not far away, his face was "full of anger", and a hideous wound near his neck made him even more embarrassed: "Lute, you cheap beast, I will come back." ”

After saying that, it was the "embarrassed" orcs of the Watson tribe who disappeared into the forest.

"Patriarch, we're just going to let them go?" The tiger beast came up in a daze.

Seeing that he didn't have a clean wound at all, and looking at himself, the wound on his back hurt even more, Lute instantly became angry in his heart, and kicked the tiger beast to the ground: "Are you a humming beast?" The orcs of the tribe are all injured, you go hunting? There are no beasts to hunt, you eat poop! ”

Then his eyes were full of pride: "Besides, the wandering tribe without a territory is difficult to say if it can't survive the cold season!" Hahaha··· Ga!!! ”

Before his body fell to the ground limply, Lute was sure that he was not mistaken, the big head of the poop color that was not hidden behind the mountain bag in the distance...

It must have been that damn stinky lion!!

The big killer of the tooth grass is a shot! The Tumang tribe has all fallen to the ground!

(Watson Tribe Beasts: Yes!! ）

"Hey, dead tiger, you're going to be again!" He ran from behind the hill with small broken steps, sat on top of Lute like a dead dog, and shook it from side to side twice, which could not have been more childish.