Then, the old witch doctor told the middle-aged orc what Boman and Heitu had said before.

The middle-aged orcs were also shocked by the incident. Thinking that if Boman and the others were killed, the tribe members of their tribe would not know the true face of the Nacha tribe and would migrate to the forest of the Quanteng Mountains. Isn’t this just lying flat and waiting for the beasts to eat?

"Then, my father, where are we going to migrate?"

The old witch doctor turned to his right, and the middle-aged orc looked at it, but his face changed suddenly: "Lamu Forest?"

Then he persuaded: "Father, if you go to Lamu Forest, you must go through the Ainilu Forest. The former patriarch brought so many tribesmen to attack them. We were not..."

Although the middle-aged orc had not finished speaking, the old witch doctor knew what he wanted to say and sighed: "When Boman and his friends came back, they passed by the Watson tribe and met the hunting team of the Watson tribe. The orcs told them that the witch doctor Ji Nuan had greeted the tribe of the Ainilu Forest. The matter between our tribe and the Ainilu Forest ended with Botel's death."

The middle-aged orc looked at the old witch doctor: "Father, the orcs from the Watson tribe heard that they were witch doctors, but there are two large tribes and many tribes of all sizes in the Enilu Forest. They can't all listen to the words of this witch doctor Ji Nuan."

The old witch doctor looked at him: "You, you really should go out for a walk more often. You always stay in the tribe. There is not much news yet, as the old orc, I, know more.

This witch doctor Ji Nuan can not only provide medicine powder for treating insect diseases, but also her ability to treat other injuries is also very powerful. This was what Boter told me last time after he came back. He could actually treat the frozen wings of the winged orc. Do you think that is a very powerful witch doctor?"

The middle-aged orc curled his lips when he heard Botel's name, looking very dissatisfied, but his eyes lit up after hearing a series of deeds by Ji Nuan's witch doctor: "Is there really such a magical witch doctor?"

The old witch doctor nodded: "I have also heard about this from the mouths of other orcs in the tribe.

So now, not only the two large tribes in the Enilo Forest obey this witch doctor, but even the Monte tribe in the Lamu Forest admires this witch doctor very much.

Just now, the two little guys said that during the trade fair, the Shenmushu human race proposed that as long as the witch doctor Ji Nuan spoke, it basically means the meaning of Ailu Forest and Lamu Forest."

The middle-aged orc took a breath of air conditioning, and such an influence was simply terrible.

"You go out and take the orcs to prepare more food and water. The orcs can hold on, but the females can't. Berman said that there are no plants on the Ishirahara between the two mountain forests, and there is no water, so prepare more."

The middle-aged orc nodded and retreated.

The old witch doctor sat alone in the tent and sighed deeply. When the tribe reached its present level, he had deeply regretted that he had supported Botel to the top for the sake of the two beast gods.
Chapter completed!