After patting the guards' shoulders, the orc sighed: "I'll go back and take a look first. The rest should be seen by the witch doctor."

The guards also knew that their opinions were not of great use, and nodded with a dim look: "Go, we still have to guard patrol, and we will see you when the exchange is in the evening."

The orcs turned into beast-shaped bodies and rushed through the land of death at extremely fast speed. The crocodiles and orcs around felt the vibration of the reeds and poked their heads curiously. When they saw the evolutionary orcs in the clan returned, a shining light appeared in their eyes.

The orcs looked at the light in their eyes, but they were in a difficult heart. The tribesmen in the Watson tribe were full of hope for life, and their lives were happy and happy every day.

But what his tribe members are looking forward to every day is that the clan leader can have a good mood and distribute today's food. Such a tribe really exudes a smell that is even worse than the quagmire under his feet.

"Dubby!" A slightly thick framed sound came from the front. Although this sound was not nice at all, it seemed like a natural sound in the orc's ears. The owner who only heard the sound called his name. The orc named Dubby instantly got wet his eyes.

The orc stopped and turned into a tall orc form. His eyes were red and he looked at the female with a thick body in front of him, holding a small cub. He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything, and he just stared at them stupidly.

"Aoao~" Such silence was simply torture for the lively and moving little cub. He began to struggle in his own embrace, his small nose constantly thrust.

Sniffing the familiar smell in the air, he kept stretching his little claws in the direction of Dolby.

Looking at the little guy who was far less powerful than the Watson tribe, Dolby felt even more sour and uncomfortable.

He walked forward with a big stride, took the little cub from the female's arms, and carried the female whose eyes were wet into her arms: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

The female hugged her orc's waist tightly, and the discomfort and grievance burst out instantly, crying in the orc's arms.

Listening to the crying of his partner and feeling the wetness and hotness on his chest, the orc's heart seemed to be poked by something sharp, with the slight pain and feeling extremely uncomfortable.

After a long time, the female finally stopped crying slowly and raised her head from the orc's arms: "When Gavin came back, he said that the exit of the tribe you went to was blocked. I thought you were discovered by that tribe, I..."

Looking at his partner's red eyes and nose, the orc felt very distressed. He lowered his head and kissed his partner's forehead softly, comforting him softly: "No, because the exit connects the Enilu River, a strange fish appeared and hurt the tribe's tribe that day, so it was blocked."

He sighed: "Don't you think I'm fine?"

The female nodded and walked towards her cave: "I happened to get the food, go in and eat."

The orc followed his partner with a smile. The cave was not very deep. It was made of mud with a look, only half of the orc was as high as that of him. It was very awkward to move in.
Chapter completed!