Seeing the beasts looking over, the white marten raised a chubby flesh claw with a very funny look and waved it: "Hello."

The beasts looked alert. When the orc appeared, they didn't feel it. Could it be an evolutionary orc?

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the beasts: "Who are you?"

The little white sable waved his fat paws casually: "Sit down and say, I have no malicious intentions when I come here this time, otherwise you would have died long ago."

But when facing a strange orc who is significantly stronger than them, how could these patriarchs easily believe his words?

An orc's eyes moved, and he opened his mouth and was about to shout.

But before he could make a sound, a white light flashed and his body fell softly to the ground.

All the beasts were shocked and protected the orcs, glaring at the chubby little white marten: "What's wrong with him?"

Fu Yi, who turned into a little hairy dumpling, shook his tail helplessly and sighed helplessly: "Don't be so excited, okay? Our witch doctor asked me to come to discuss things with all the patriarchs."

After saying that, Tail also pointed to the orc who had just fainted: "He is fine, he just sleeps for a while and it will be fine after a while."

The whole process of Fuyi was in the shape of an animal, and he sat there lazily, without any aggressiveness.

The beasts looked at each other, and a middle-aged orc who seemed to have some say came out: "What the hell do you have?"

Fuyi smiled and waved his claws: "Sit down and say, it's our witch doctor who has something to ask me to bring to you."

When the beasts heard this, their faces changed drastically: "Are you an orc from the Alonso tribe?"

The hostility was simply more obvious. Buyi waved his tail helplessly: "Don't be excited, don't be excited, say it well, I came with kindness.

And I am not an orc from the Alonso tribe.”

The middle-aged orc sneered: "Do you think we are stupid? There are only witch doctors in the Alonso tribe in the entire Chabri forest."

Fuyi looked at them in surprise: "It seems that the Crow tribe really didn't tell you anything."

After saying that, he raised his two chubby front paws and stood up: "You guys wait here, I'll bring an orc to show you."

As soon as he finished speaking, it seemed like he had just passed, and there was no trace of white light.

"We should have just directly captured the evolutionary orcs of Hanklao tribe."

The middle-aged orc looked at the talking orcs: "The evolutionary orcs with eyes growing over the head of the Clau tribe are called by you if you say yelling. I'm afraid that our lives will be taken away before you call them through."

The beasts' faces changed, right? The orc's speed just now was not a joke.

After a while, a sound of grass on the edge sounded, and the beasts looked alertly and saw a thorny cub following the white marten.

But everyone is an old beast, and you can see at a glance that the thorn tiger is the cub of an adult orc.

"I'll introduce you to this. This is a level 5 evolutionary orc from the Clau tribe. When he led his team to attack our tribe a few days ago, he was caught by the witch doctor. Now he is a slave beast in our tribe."

The clear and clear adult orc voice came out of the mouth of a cub-like white marten, and the beasts had a strange look on their faces.
Chapter completed!