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Chapter 632, sad

"Ji Nuan!"

"Witch Doctor!"

On the cliff, the orcs from the wings and guards quickly surrounded each other nervously, their faces full of nervousness and worry.

Everyone knows the relationship between Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan. The two beasts have always been together and have not been separated for a long time. The tribesmen all know how much damage Xiu Yan's death caused to Ji Nuan.

Unexpectedly, she finally cheered up, but she met an orc who looked exactly the same as Xiu Yan. This is really...

The orcs of the Watson tribe here were worried about Ji Nuan's body, while the orcs of the Kun and Nacha tribes on the other side were both stunned.

"Witch...Witch Doctor?"

It's simply too exciting. Such a delicate and soft little female is actually a witch doctor?

So the beast responsible for the Watson tribe who killed Botel this time was such a little female?

The orcs from Nacha tribe looked at each other and saw the disbelief in the other's eyes.

They always thought that Namuli in their tribe was already a strong, beautiful and excellent female. Unexpectedly, a female who even made Namuli grow wings appeared here.

Ji Nuan took a few deep breaths, suppressed the disappointment in her heart, and did not look at the orc who looked exactly like Xiu Yan, and turned around and walked towards the station: "I'll be here today, go back."

Upon hearing this, the orcs in the guard team collected the collected herbs, put them in their back baskets and followed Ji Nuan and left.

Kun stood in the forest like that, watching the little female figure gradually fade away until she could no longer see it. She felt like a big hole was broken in her heart, and the cold wind was pouring into it.

The already cold aura instantly dropped to a higher level, and the gloom in his eyes was about to rush out.

"Kun, do you really look like the witch doctor's companion?" asked the young orc inquisitively.

Kun Jin's eyes were cold, his thin lips were pursed into a sharp arc, and he walked towards the station without saying a word.

The young orc didn't care about Kun's attitude, but just glanced at the tribesmen behind him helplessly: "Okay, I knew this was the result. I couldn't ask anything from Kun's mouth."

"Will we tell the patriarch and Namuli when we go back?" an orc frowned.

The young orc shook his head: "Forget it, Namuli had already been pushing Kun tightly. If he knew that Kun looked the same as the witch doctor's partner, he would probably not let Kun go."

Thinking of Namuli's madness, the orcs shivered. Well, it's better to take care of the orcs of the same group, it's not easy for Kun.

After Ji Nuan returned to the station, he got into the tent and never came out. The cliff and Fuyi did not go to rest, so he just stayed outside the tent.

Ying Yan is still responsible for tribal security patrols and guards.

The night passed under such a low pressure. When the first ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and shone on the ground, the animal leather curtain of Ji Nuan's tent was finally lifted.

The orange rising sun is reflected on Ji Nuan, who is wearing a witch hat and witch robe embellished with white fluff, adding a bit of elegance and mystery to her already agile.

Looking at the two energetic orcs, Ji Nuan felt aroused in her heart and said with a smile: "Let's go, go for breakfast first, the trade fair is about to begin."
Chapter completed!
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