Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Den of Thieves

"It's really a coincidence these days, there have been outsiders coming" The two orcs guarding the door are also a novelty, you must know that the vulture tribe is a den of thieves, who has seen the den of thieves will always come to the little sheep. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a pity that Yang Xiu and his party are not lambs to be slaughtered, and the mysterious identity of the blood priest is hidden under Yang Xiu's human appearance.

"Chief, are you going to go in that tribe? I feel like it's going to be a bit of a problem," Duronda asked hesitantly.

"Hehe, I already have a way to deal with this kind of thing" Yang Xiu smiled inexplicably, the skin on his face squirmed violently in Duronda's eyes, and gradually, a human face was transformed into an orc face that everyone had never seen before.

"This is!" Jamurray was stunned, Yang Xiu's big change was really a bit unexpected.

"Isn't it like an orc" Yang Xiu looked at him suspiciously and asked, according to Derek's guidance, he had been able to start changing his facial flesh and blood, and imitating an orc was not a problem.

"Like, too similar, Chief, you are also the power of a blood priest?" Duronda looked at Yang Xiu's face curiously.

"Yes, I have been able to change some physical characteristics, this is the ability I discovered after drinking dragon blood last time, this ability is not bad" Yang Xiu shook his shoulders very detrimentally.

Seeing that Yang Xiu's human identity had been obscured, everyone immediately felt relieved and walked towards the vulture tribe with a big grin.

"Quack"

The old vultures looked at the strange visitors and all called out, and they were very noisy.

The guard at the gate of the vulture tribe greeted the guests unaccustomedly: "Friend, welcome here, our vulture tribe is a medium tribe, you can go in and trade"

"Well, actually, we're not here to trade, our companion has disappeared in the wasteland, so we wanted to come and ask," Duronda said.

"Companions missing?" the guards gave each other a strange look, the clansmen of their tribe often caught some orcs back, and the companion Duronda was talking about was most likely captured by the orcs of the vulture tribe.

"Have you ever seen an orc wearing gauntlets, who should have a group of men with him?"

"I seem to have seen it, but I don't have any impression, why don't you ask Wallon, who knows everything, he is the chief here, he knows everything" The guard pointed to the depths of the vulture tribe and motioned for Yang Xiu and the others to enter.

"Okay, that's it" Yang Xiu nodded, right now someone has seen the traces of Tie Shou and the others is the best.

It was still such an abandoned scene, Yang Xiu and the others walked the distance they had before they were caught before the iron hand, and the orcs along the way were looking at Yang Xiu and his party with the eyes of little sheep, but they didn't know it.

"Friend, where does Wallon live?" Duronda pulled a vulture tribe to the orcs to ask, headless and brainless wandering around was a waste of time.

"Wallon, he never had a permanent residence, but I guess he would be in the food field by now" The orc admonished, "The food field is where we eat, but Wallon doesn't like people to watch him eat, so you'd better wait for him outside the food field."

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The orc led them to what he called the dining ground, an open-air dining hall with a tall shelf on each wooden table, on which a thick rope was fished and a large iron hook was attached.

The smell of blood in the air here is so strong that if you take a hard breath, your entire chest will be filled with fishy gas, and it will be so strong that it is disgusting.

The location of this food field was deeply sunken, allowing Yang Xiu to condescendingly watch how the orcs of this tribe ate.

I saw an unknown body hanging on the iron hook on each wooden table, a vague piece could not tell what kind of animal it was, some orcs were sitting at the wooden table tearing the meat on the hook, and then threw it directly into the mouth, feasting.

"Where's Wallon," Yang Xiu asked puzzled.

"Wallon's food field is not here, we have to wait here" The orc sat down on the spot, and told Yang Xiu and the others not to worry.

"It's a pleasure to see them eat," Duronda teased as he looked at the orcs in the food hall who were using their hands and feet together, and the way they ate was exactly the same as that of a barbarian.

"We've always eaten like this, are you hungry, do you want me to have someone add a table?"

"Can we also eat here?" Yang Xiu asked in surprise.

"Of course, the vulture tribe welcomes new friends the most," the orc laughed very eerily and jumped into the food field from a high place.

"Add a table here" The orc casually picked a wooden table and sat down, and shouted in one direction of the food field, and Yang Xiu and Duronda Gyemri also walked over.

Soon two orcs came to the table with a headless humanoid piece of meat and hung it on an iron hook.

"It's a new friend, it looks like it's pretty raw," one orc asked with a smile.

"Yes, we just came here to find Wallonia," Duronda replied immediately.

"Look for Wallon, he hasn't finished eating yet, I'll talk to him when he comes out"

"Thank you, friend"

"It's okay, I hope you like our food here"

Jamrey couldn't hold it anymore and tore a piece of it from the humanoid meat, which was so badly cooked that it was so easy to chew that Jamrey easily ate a large piece.

"Chief, this smells ......" Jamry said with a clumsy clumsy tooth, "it doesn't smell much."

"Really" Yang Xiu had no appetite, glanced at the piece of meat on the wooden table, and lowered his head without interest.

Duronda, Jemrey and the orc devoured food to fill their stomachs, but Yang Xiu couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he didn't see Wallon appear.

"Why hasn't Wallon appeared yet?" Yang Xiu asked.

"Wallon eats at an irregular pace, but there is only one exit where he eats, and he will definitely come out"

At this moment, a rough-looking orc walked out of the dining room, it was none other than Wallon, who had appeared in the prison.

"Wallon, these friends want to see you," the orc said, standing up and blocking Wallon's departure.

"See me?" asked Wallon, confused.

"Over here," the orc pointed to his original table, and Yang Xiu, Timeri, and Duronda were looking at him with blank eyes.

"What are you looking for me?" asked Wallon as he walked over and looked at the outsiders.

"I want to ask if you've ever seen an orc wearing gauntlets pass by your tribe," Yang Xiu looked at Wallon.

"Gauntlets?" Wallon hadn't seen the Iron Hand, so he didn't know who Yang Xiu was asking, but outsiders were all useful to the vulture tribe and could be used as experiments.

Wallon rolled his eyes, and he was already planning to leave Yang Xiu and his party here.

"Oh, I've seen it, I've got a bit of a picture, what, what are you looking for him?" Wallon pretended to know, and nodded hurriedly, his tone very enthusiastic.

"He's our friend, we're going out to find him this time"

"It's such a coincidence" Wallon patted Yang Xiudao on the shoulder and smiled: "Come with me, I'll take you there"

With that, the group walked towards the storehouse where Iron Hand had been caught.