"Let’s get out of here, the sll of blood is too strong in this area, it might attract more ferocious beasts." Xiu Yan frowned, looking towards the white forest with an unpleasant expression, knowing that ferocious beasts were too sensitive to the sll of blood.
The Orcs carried the females and the elderly, and those who ca in a hurry, with Xiu Yan’s guidance they hurried away again like a torrent, disappearing from this place where the Liangshan Tribe have thrived for generations.
The cold wind stirred up the snowflakes on the ground, looking rather out of place in this bloody area, as if they were a layer of thin gauze.
"Shh~ Shh!"
"Roar!"
"Howl!"
Snow from the tree tops flutters down, the heavy panting and low roars of the ferocious beasts gradually appear on this territory from the depths of the forest.
Red beast eyes stare at the cave of the Liangshan Tribe, wet noses twitching occasionally with sticky saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths.
"Bosson, there are too many ferocious beasts here, I fear this small tribe vanished long ago!" On top of a tall tree, a dozen large figures conversed in hushed tones, hidden in silence.
A snow-white leopard with gold pupils showed a flash of regret and gave a slight nod: "There’s still so Orc scent in the air, we can follow it to look."
"Bosson, we ca here to find a tribe that has the dicine for the insect disease, just because of a wandering beast’s words. But we’ve been searching for so long, and we haven’t seen which tribe has this dicine. Could it be that the damned orc fooled us?"
Snow Leopard Bosson shook the snow off his ears: "I’d rather believe it’s true, then my mother would have a chance!"
Xiu Yan and the other Orcs who had already travelled far didn’t know that they had just left the Liangshan Tribe, and along with the ferocious beasts, several unfamiliar Orcs had also arrived. Their goal was the dicine for the insect disease that Ji Nuan had showcased during the tribe eting.
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"Let’s rest here today, the females and young ones must be hungry!" Xiu Yan stopped at a slope. This was a place where Orcs often rested during hunting, and it was still more than half a day’s journey from the tribe.
Actually, Ji Nuan also wanted to rest. It was uncomfortable to sit on a wolf’s back, his butt hurt.
The Liangshan Tribe brought out all the food they had collected for the winter when they left. Ped was grateful for the help from the Watson Tribe and invited them to share the food.
Ji Nuan shook his head: "We brought our own food, let the Orcs of the Tumang Tribe eat with us. Keep your food, it’s hard to collect food in winter."
As he said this, he took out a dium-sized porcelain pot from the Beast Skin bag on Xiu Yan’s back.
The Orcs from the Watson Tribe skillfully retrieved firewood from a cave behind the slope, lit a fire, and set up a simple stove, sitting in circles in groups.
In front of the stunned Tumang Tribe and Liangshan Tribe mbers, clean snow was lted in the porcelain pot, then crystal purple fruit flakes and at were added, and the lid was put on the pot as everyone settled into conversation.
Ya Li sat by the fire draped in thick Beast Skin. Slling the strange fragrance gradually emanating from the pot, he swallowed: "Hey? What are you cooking?"
Di Feng smiled mysteriously: "This is a new type of food our tribe discovered. You’re not one of our Watson Orcs, so we can’t tell you."
Ya Li held back, his enchanting eyes narrowing slightly, and raised his voice slightly: "Our Shaman Benny said that as long as we passed the tribe’s test, we would beco Watson Orcs too. Why can’t you tell us?"
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