Go Through the World of Beasts and Be a Stick

After carefully preparing the things to be used, Wen Lie and Miu had time to find Yan He Ning and the others, told the truth about the matter, and agreed on a rescue plan for the next day.

Everyone was shocked.

They did not expect that the awakened and empowered orcs hidden in the dark of the vulture tribe were actually obtained in this way!

They even didn't expect that the Wuya priests and the poor faction would have the heart to use the blood of the people to fulfill their ambitions and strength!

What do they think of the tribe? !

They felt the unprecedented disappointment and fear, gave birth to them, and carried their countless joys and sorrows. The Sirius tribe, which made them work tirelessly, turned out to be so unrecognizable.

The last trace of luck in their hearts was broken.

The Sirius tribe now is really not worthy of their nostalgia.

Yan's blood boiled all over his body, his eyes were red as blood, and hatred poured out. He said in a low voice, "Tomorrow, the Sirius Tribe will give it to us."

Miao frowned, calmed him with empowerment, and said, "Don't be impulsive, don't let them do bad things."

Iwa sneered, "Of course."

He will not take the initiative, but if the other party insists on sabotaging the plan, don't blame them for being rude.

Saying goodbye to Yan and the others, Wen Lie was once again taken by Miu to the woods outside and found the orcs of the Illusion Carving Tribe. Naturally, they had the same advice and instructions.

He held the thigh of a beast and gnawed, with one mouth and no mouth, which was given to them by the tribe who exchanged salt with them.

Hearing Wenlie's words, he muttered, "There are still people outside waiting to exchange salt with us."

Ji, who was reluctant to this task at the beginning, is now a little addicted. Whenever he exchanges salt for the other party and gets the same prey or other kinds of rare items, he has a strange sense of satisfaction, especially watching Those tribes scrambled to give them food, and when they were rushing to exchange salt with them, they were eager to lift their tails into the sky.

He didn't even think about secretly detaining other people's salt, and he would give as much as it was. Sincere and enthusiastic, everyone liked it. As a result, the orcs who came to exchange the salt became more and more fond of them, and they also inquired about where their tribe was, saying that they would exchange salt with them in the future.

The Orcs of the Phantom Eagle Tribe are naturally willing to tell them where Wencheng is. In just one or two days, they are almost famous nearby, and the word Wencheng is constantly mentioned and known by people. The salt-changing teams of those tribes rushed to tell them. While shocked that Wencheng was located in Dongju Mountain, he became more and more convinced that Wencheng was a mysterious tribe.

In this regard, they are extremely proud of it.

For this reason, even the non-orcs of the fantasy eagle tribe who enjoy the praise of the scenery don't feel good.

It's a pity that Miao didn't give them a chance to refuse, but said indifferently: "Let them wait."

Their white salt deal was so fair, just letting the other party wait, and Miao Si didn't feel embarrassed about it.

The Orcs of the Phantom Eagle Tribe had to succumb to their lewdness.

However, what they absolutely did not expect was that the next day, the orcs who came to them to change the salt heard that they had a task, and they all said they would help them! He even ran to the place and called all the clansmen, and the enthusiasm was overwhelming.

Iron-hearted and stingy, tears are almost in his eyes at this moment, but I am moved and moved, and if there are cheap coolies, I am sorry for the loss he suffered from that cunning little witch!

Tears on his face filled his eyes, but his heart was cold and merciless, "Brothers, you come to help, we will not treat you badly, when this matter is over, I will tell our priests and patriarchs to add more salt to you!"

In this way, the group rushed into the outskirts of the Vulture Tribe and easily **** the orcs the other party was in charge of guarding them, and waited for someone from inside to call them into the packman.

Fearless under the blood, when squatting outside the vulture tribe, the orcs of these small tribes finally reacted a little, and they seemed to be pitted by the illusion tribe...

However, when someone asked that the other party was not simply fighting, but was throwing the nest of the vulture tribe, planning to rescue the sharkmen and non-orcs, these orcs suddenly felt more complicated.

Since they were able to run away because of the shameless conditions of the vulture tribe, they were naturally a bit fierce, and the salt was not changed. Of course, they were not afraid to offend the vulture tribe.

They envy!

So many non-orcs, if this is done, won't they all become Wencheng? !

Mom's, it is really a big tribe. People just do what they want. They are like them, there are few people, and even if they hate the vulture tribe, they dare not fight it openly.

The orcs were too envious, and they were a little bit sour.

The salt-changing team captains who had played well with them, slapped the Orc on the shoulders, filled with outrage, "Why didn't you say it earlier?! Say that we'll go too!"

Go up and grab non-orcs!

"Ah, um, is there still a shortage of people in it? Why don't we go in and help? No salt, we just look at the vulture tribe and want to beat them!"

Who is it? If he didn't know the mind of this group of orcs, he would be the boss for nothing.

He quickly shook his head and hugged his chest. "That won't work. We heard that the city is organized and disciplined. The patriarch and priests told us to wait here. We have to wait."

What the orcs still wanted to say was intercepted, and they didn't dare to offend them, so they squatted back to their original positions.

Hey, forget it, it's not bad to come back and change some salt.

There were also orcs who were worried that the people inside might not be able to deal with it. An orc who looked like he had just grown up spoke up and asked a phantom orc next to him, "Your patriarch is so powerful, can you get people out? people…"

The phantom eagle orc asked was probably a foodie. In such an urgent moment, he could also grab a caterpillar and eat it. At this time, he heard that the orcs were not optimistic about Miu and their witches, so he was upset, and took the caterpillar half of his mouth. After pulling it out, he went to poking people’s mouth, "What are you talking about?! Our patriarch and elder... can't the priest beat the group of Luo beasts?? Who is our patriarch, ah no, not the patriarch, the city lord," he thought of his patriarch. Yes, I quickly changed my words, "Do you know how powerful our city lord is?"

The young orc was too afraid to open his mouth by him, and his two lips were pressed tightly, for fear that he could not help but swallow the whole meat with one mouth.

Seeing that he didn't reply, the phantom orc snorted. "Our city lord has awakened a talented orc, our priest. "The orc is smart, knowing that the great witch will not let them reveal his identity as a great witch, just to guard against the vulture tribe. People, but now that the vulture tribe is being beaten by them, he has no hesitation, "You can't think about how powerful our priests are, do you know the priests of destiny? Great witch!"

hiss!

There was a sound of cold breathing around.

This, this, my beast god! This Wencheng actually has a talented Bloodline Awakener and Great Witch!

But thinking about the white salt, the lightly white utensils, and the fragrant yellow barbecue, they felt that it seemed impossible to accept it.

The phantom eagle orcs are still spitting, telling people about their family history in Wencheng, but in fact, he also heard from them, but it does not affect his performance. When talking about the East Giant Mountain Dragon Beast, he They even secretly beautified the image of their phantom orcs.

All the orcs who listened to him were dumbfounded, their brains sinking, and their legs soft. Forgive them for not knowing, they just want to kneel and listen!

In this way, in the sparse forest, a group of orcs sat on their knees and leaped upright, pricked their ears, and listened to the "little story" seriously. From time to time, they exclaimed "Wow", "Oh", "Oh" and occasionally Some quarrels are even more blushing. They clenched their fists, their eyes lit up, and they looked more agitated and impassioned than the people in the fight.

And a group of half-dead vulture tribe orcs lie not far away, completely forgotten.

Inside the vulture, in the narrow tunnel, Miao Zheng led Wen Lie and rushed out of the low house, not forgetting to comfort the people in his arms, "Don't be afraid, go out and be afraid, leave those to Yan to handle."

Wen Lie kept retching. Thinking of the pictures he saw in the underground cave, his stomach cramped even more, which was too cruel.

The orcs and sharks were cut open like livestock, hung up high, and washed with salt water to make the flesh white, and the wounds were burned to deform to prevent blood loss. And underneath these corpses is a huge stone vessel. Strong and bright red blood gurgled out of these clean corpses, gathered at the broken leg where both feet were missing, dripped into the vessel, and brought stickyness. Tired of terrifying echoes.

The messy internal organs and severed limbs are piled up in the corners, and some are scattered on the back of the enclosed stone cave. There, the stone cages with only three holes are neatly arranged. The three holes are one big and two small, forming a triangle. Inside, heads and hands stretched out, numbly grabbing the fishy internal organs in front of them.

It is the imprisoned shark man and monkey stone orc.

Just because there is empowerment in their blood, they are treated so cruelly.

The dead are dead, and the living, watching the tribe die, numb the flesh and blood of the cannibals, waiting hopelessly for their own death.

And the rest of their tribesmen, those orcs who escaped this fate because they didn't have the talented bloodline, were separated from them by the wall, making salt and making stone tools day and night. They didn't have limited power, but they didn't dare to escape.

If you escape one, you will die twice in the stone cage.

There was a death in the stone cage, and the next door would be worth ten lives.

They rushed in smoothly because the twenty talented orcs in charge of guards were grandly holding their killing ceremony.

The terrible cry rang out, and no one dared to make a sound.

Here, only the cry of the dying person will not be punished.

Even though they had never met these orcs, seeing this scene, Yan and the others went crazy in an instant.

simply! No humanity!

"Who are you?! How dare you come in?!" The orc who found them exclaimed.

"Come and kill, you, man."