Who hasn't ordered stock yet? In less than three days, the fifty pickled beasts were already in place.

The leader of the Gexing tribe waved his hand and specially opened up a place to store these pickled beasts. After the big trade fair, the orcs from the Monte tribe took them home with them.

As for the exchanged salt, Ji Nuan exchanged the salt obtained from the remaining salt fruits before to them, and put it in the warehouse in a bag of animal skins.

Don’t say that she is not kind, the salt she brought back this time is all red salt. If it is used for the tribe, there is no problem, if it is for the orcs outside.

Ji Nuan expressed ruthlessly that it was not that far.

Yali and Xiuyan, who came back that day, were rarely despised by the hunting team in the tribe.

There was no way, looking at the several long-eared beasts and several scattered sheep beasts jumping in the open farm, I was really sorry for the two orcs' powerful abilities.

It’s not as good as the harvest of an ordinary team in a day. When they go out, they can at least catch a Humph or a Green Bull beast or something.

Facing the gloating eyes of the tribe members, Xiu Yan's cold face and arrogant face on the cliff.

Then…

The two beasts turned around and returned to their house at an absolutely fast speed.

The temperature on the face is a little high, and they say they need to be quiet.

It is rare to see two captains making a fool of themselves. The tribesmen expressed their gratitude and decisively set up a pickled beast to celebrate.

The Monte tribe orcs who have been drooling for a long time are cheaper.

The host and the host are all happy.

After enjoying a leisurely life for a few days, all the items from the big fair were finally sorted out.

In the early morning, the cries of the giggles came one after another in the tribe, and a new day began.

The females and the little boys followed their partners. After the orcs who participated in the big trade show bid farewell to their families, the vast orc team set out towards the Beast God Mountain.

And just the day before they set out, several orcs came to the fire fruit forest at the foot of the Beast God Mountain.

In front is the mountain of Beast Gods covered with ice and snow, but the temperature here is very comfortable. The fiery red leaves sway in the wind, making a subtle rustling sound.

The red fruits that are looming inside are revealed.

The fiery red trees and fiery red fruits they have never seen before.

Hall turned to look at the tall orc beside him: "Otto, do you know what tree this is?"

The pangolin orc didn't say anything, but just shook his head slightly, the tree gave him a very dangerous feeling.

Seeing him shake his head, Hall frowned slightly.

Alto is an orc saved by the old witch doctor. He is powerful and can only protect him from his experience because of the old witch doctor.

The old witch doctor said that Alto had traveled many places and knew a lot of things that could help him.

However, even Alto didn't know about this fiery red fruit tree.

"Danger." A low and dull voice rang in their ears.

Hall looked at the fiery red woods with some vigilance.

But Tuya, who was most disgusted with Otto, was once again trying to die.

She sneered coldly, and looked at the mighty orc who was thinking of a bear with contempt: "I also said that she was the most powerful orc in the tribe, just a few small trees, so she was so scared.

I don't believe that there is any danger in this tree. I not only want to pick its leaves and break its branches, but also eat its fruits.
Chapter completed!