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News of the destruction of the Huabao tribe spread wildly.
When they first heard the news, many tribes who thought they had a few tricks were ready to take action.
But now that the Huabao tribe has been wiped out, they still dare to act rashly.
??????????????? But whether it was the witch spirit that caused the trouble or not, this incident made the orcs in the tribe fearful.
At this moment.
At this time, the orcs among the tribes suddenly died inexplicably.
The cause of death was very strange, the heart was missing
When Mingshu heard the news, he calmly finished eating the warm and freshly baked ¡®dried sweet potatoes¡¯.
"A fox did it?" Isn't it a fox who likes to eat hearts? Couldn't it be the fake heroine?
"No." Mingzhe shook his head and said weakly: "I heard that the scene was very weird, and a picture of a beast god was drawn."
A picture of a beast god?
The beast god is the object of worship by the beastmen. Generally, if there is a sacrifice or some large-scale event in the tribe, a picture of the beast god will be drawn.
"This is blasphemy against the beast god." A tribesman whispered: "The beast god will punish you."
Does this world have magical power?
some.
For example, the partnership contract between a male orc and a female orc.
So the orcs believe that the beast god exists and is their god-
In the next few days, similar situations began to appear in nearby tribes. I heard that the orcs died very peacefully, with a smile on their face, as if they were willing to give their hearts away.
In the evening, Nuan Nuan and Ming Shu were sitting on a lawn in the valley. Nuan Nuan hugged her knees and asked her cautiously: "Chief, what do you think it was made of?"
Mingshu was a little distracted and answered slowly: "I don't know."
Wen Nuan thought to himself: "Could it be that some orc has gone crazy?"
????????? Aren¡¯t those people who are obsessed with madness always do crazy things?
¡°Do you think you¡¯re going to make a fantasy film?¡±
"Isn't it fantasy enough now?" Nuan Nuan said: "I have traveled here, and you"
She didn¡¯t know who this person was.
This world is too scary.
Mingshu chuckled: "What's wrong with me?"
Wen Nuan bit her lip and asked the question in her heart: "Why do you want to help me."
yes.
Even if what she said is right.
But why should she help herself?
"Don't use the same reason as before to deal with me, I don't believe it." She doesn't believe it in her heart that she can cook, so she helps her.
Mingshu asked seriously: "Why don't you just act like a fool and wash and cook for me?"
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Is there something wrong with this line?
And what is the adjective for silly and sweet? In her eyes, do you think you are just a fool?
Wen Nuan insists on knowing.
Mingshu shrugged: "Hu Jiu and I have a grudge, so of course I have to help you. The most important thing is that you can cook."
¡°¡¡±Why can¡¯t you still cook without it?
"What grudge do you and Hu Jiu have?"
Mingshu is very honest: "It's not really a grudge, I just want to gain some hatred from her."
She really has no grudge against Hu Jiu, the one who does have grudge is the original owner.
She targeted Hu Jiu simply to gain hatred.
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Wen Nuan couldn¡¯t understand Mingshu¡¯s words at all.
What brings hatred value?
"Shh!" Mingshu suddenly stretched out his hand and made a silencing gesture.
There seemed to be something moving in the distance, moving the vegetation and making a rustling sound.
The sound was very soft, no different from the wind blowing through the grass.
Although Wen Nuan didn¡¯t know what was happening, she became inexplicably nervous.
Is it that obsessive heart-wrecking maniac who came to them?
There are orcs in the nearby tribes dead
There seems to be nothing strange about appearing here.
The sound continues, getting closer and closer to where the orcs live.
Mingshu stood up, Wen Nuan wanted to get up with her, but Mingshu pushed her back.
There was a soft thing stuffed in Nuan Nuan's hand. She lowered her eyes and saw that it was the strange puppy that occasionally appeared next to her before.
?She said it was a puppy, but she didn¡¯t think it looked like it.
How can any puppy grow up to be colorful?
The little beast suddenly changed its position, opened its eyes and saw Mingshu leaving.
It snorted, jumped down from Wen Nuan's hand, rolled around twice, and was not too far away after all.
Mingshu¡¯s figure quickly disappeared into the night. Wen Nuan wanted to follow her, but was afraid that he would cause trouble to her if he went there.
Waiting anxiously on the spot.
As time passed, the rustling sound over there disappeared.
No sound can be heard from the warmth.
It was extremely quiet all around.
Nothing will happen, right?
Thinking of this, Wen Nuan ignored the scruples and went directly in the direction Ming Shu left.
The little beast rolled his eyes and followed him sluggishly.
Running to the open space in the valley, Wen Nuan saw a strange beast being suppressed by Ming Shu from a distance.
Wen Nuan has never seen such an animal.
The body shape is similar to humans, but its head is small and it seems to have scales on its body, a bit like a human-shaped pangolin.
Mingshu has subdued it, and Nuan Nuan ran over: "Whatwhat is this?"
"I don't know." Mingshu squatted down and said, "It seems like it can't deform I don't know if it can be eaten."
Wen Nuan choked with a breath.
Don¡¯t think about eating it all day long if it comes from unknown sources.
Mingshu casually said that this thing looked a bit scary, and it was also a human-shaped pangolin.
Mingshu lets the warmth call people.
The humanoid pangolin was tied up by everyone, the warmth was lit, and the surrounding area slowly lit up.
The pangolin fainted before, but when it woke up and saw the burning flames, it struggled violently.
"You were the one who committed the crime recently?"
The pangolin looked at the female opposite the flame. There was no emotional change on the face covered with scales, but those eyes easily betrayed his fear at this time.
"You killed so many orcs, why did you take out their hearts?"
The pangolin just looked at it in horror and didn¡¯t make any sound.
"Chief, it doesn't seem to make a sound."
"Can't make a sound?"
Mingshu touched his chin and directed Mingzhe to put it on fire and try it.
As the flames approached, the pangolin struggled fiercely. Even with its mouth open, there was still no sound.
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The orc can¡¯t write, so it¡¯s definitely not possible to ask anything from him.
"Why can't he transform?" Mingshu asked Mingzhe.
Mingzhe shook his head.
The other orcs obviously don't know either.
But the older orc behind him raised his hand: "I think he looks a bit like those deformed orcs who were thrown away."
"Um?"
What kind of deformed orc?
¡°Obviously the younger generation of orcs don¡¯t know.
Only the expressions of the older orcs began to change slightly.
The orc stood up: "Because some orcs are born with deformities. For the survival rate of the tribe and future generations, such deformities will be thrown away. This looks very much like a deformed orc."
The night wind came out from afar, and the flames swayed.
The tied pangolin had hatred in its eyes and looked particularly ferocious at this time. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com