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Chapter 121, do not worry

"Ji Nuan, have you sorted out your things?" Ge Xing's voice was as loud as ever. Ji Nuan raised his head from the pile of items, with a small hair sticking out of his head.

"Okay, okay!" As he said, he put the packed items on the back of the tall silver wolf orc beside him.

The orcs are good, the orcs are seconds, the camel people are carrying things and howling~

Humming a tuneless tune in his mouth, Ji Nuan was in a happy mood.

"Mao Da! Who is Mao Da!" Suddenly, there was a noise outside the station, and Ji Nuan stopped what she was doing and looked over.

The orcs of the Tumang tribe hurriedly carried the pale Yali and stood at the entrance of the camp, shouting Maoda's name loudly.

"What's going on!" Mao Da was pulled out by the clansmen a little confused, and his things hadn't been sorted out yet.

"Are you Mao Da?" A stout orc from the Tumang tribe came forward ferociously and grabbed Mao Da's arm.

Suddenly his eyes turned red: "We were packing our belongings when we heard Mao Da shouting from the cliff. When we went in to check, we found that he was already lying on the animal skin with a pale face."

"Yes, it took me a long time to find out that you are now in the Watson tribe. Come and see what is going on?"

"Yeah, isn't it just what you did?"

"That's right, we must give our Tumang tribe an explanation!"

Ji Nuan stepped forward and said, "Mao Da did not do this. He has been packing things at the tribe station today and has never left at all."

After saying that, he walked forward and said, "I am also a disciple of the witch doctor. If you don't worry, I can help you take a look."

The orcs of the Tuman tribe looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.

At this time, Yali's lips trembled and a few words floated out: "Hurry... hurry up..."

When Ji Nuan saw this situation, he looked inexplicably familiar.

Yesterday, when the cat-sized cub, Meow Meow, jumped into the cliff, he also looked like he was dying...

Ji Nuan narrowed her eyes slightly and carefully looked around Yali.

Sure enough, I noticed something strange on the other party's loose waist. I cautiously reached out and grabbed the fluffy little tail. Then I reached in with both hands and grabbed out the culprit's small breasts.

"Meow~"

The little cat opened her big watery eyes, looked at Ji Nuan so cutely, and meowed very cutely.

Yali, who was still half-dead just now, suddenly shivered and looked at the small breast dumpling that was imprisoned in Ji Nuan's hand with great horror, and quickly hid behind the strong orc just now.

Beasts:···

So, the culprit is this little cat!

Beasts of the Tumang Tribe: So Yali, who usually looks cunning and vicious, is afraid of such a little cat?

Feeling the gazes of the beasts, Yali glared back fiercely.

The beasts’ necks are cold: I feel like I know too much, what should I do if I’m going to be silenced?

Mao Da was almost scared to death at this time. Why is this kid so careless? Why do he always provoke that vicious snake orc from the Tumang tribe? What's the use of having a pretty face?

Eat it as food?

(The deepest malice from my future father-in-law.)

The cat Meow Meow struggled in Ji Nuan's hands and kept making pitiful "Meow Meow" sounds.
Chapter completed!
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