Chapter 66

Zera, who was grilling, and Ares and Arela, who were cleaning the yard, looked over.

The sunlight dappled through the leaves and fell on Fox You's body. The helpless little orc's eyes were bloodshot and his emotions were obviously on the verge of collapse.

Zera flipped the barbecue in his hand, his ocean-blue eyes filled with unclear emotions.

The losses from this hunt were much heavier than in the past. The new five-winged celestial being from the wasteland was too powerful and killed nearly ten of their orcs by himself.

In the battle in the wilderness, in addition to the orcs who died on the spot, many were seriously injured.

As soon as they returned to the deserted city, all the seriously injured were sent to the medical clinic.

Zella was also seriously injured, but the injury did not restrict his movements, so he did not take it seriously. He took care of it casually, changed his clothes quickly and came over.

Zera flipped the meat in his hand and his eyes fell on Fox Right again.

Thousands of years of experience have given the orcs great experience in treating injuries, but their experience cannot make up for the lack of resources.

Hu Ai was the most seriously injured among the orcs. A knife wound went straight from his left shoulder to his right waist, and he was almost cut in half. If it weren't for the orcs' strong physique, he would definitely not have been able to survive and return to the deserted city with such a serious injury.

In fact, all the discerning orcs knew that Hu Ai would not survive in this condition. They took turns carrying Hu Ai back to the deserted city, just wanting him to see his family before he died. They also didn't want his tribe to die in the wilderness.

Most of the orcs who died in the wasteland had no remains left. The humans, celestials and various other races in the wasteland would collect the orcs' remains as trophies.

Jiaojiao blinked in confusion while holding the bowl. Coming to his senses, he quickly got down from the stool. He held the bowl in one hand and reached for Huyou, who had fallen to the ground, with the other. He said anxiously, "Jiaojiao, help me get up."

Hu You didn't get up. His bloodshot eyes stared at Jiaojiao intently, with an almost humble plea in his eyes: "Jiaojiao, little spirit, please save my father."

"Save Father?" Jiaojiao squatted down and tilted her head in confusion: "What do you mean by save?"

The little god doesn’t understand what salvation means!

Realizing this, despair appeared in Fox's right eye, and he fell to the ground weakly. He hugged his head and buried it in the ground, big tears fell from his eyes, and uncontrollable sobs overflowed from his throat.

"Don't cry." Seeing his friend crying, Jiaojiao felt a little helpless. He stretched out his little hand and patted his friend's head: "Don't cry, Jiaojiao, save him."

Hu You, who had buried his head in the ground, suddenly raised his head when he heard this: "Really?"

Not understanding what rescue meant, Jiaojiao's eyes wandered, and she nodded guiltily: "Really?"

"Then, then let's hurry over there, hurry over there." Hu You got up from the ground in a panic, repeating unconsciously.

Although Hu You staggered in panic, he ran really fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jiaojiao stood up from the ground, took two steps with his short legs and blinked blankly.

Seeing this, Zera, who was grilling meat silently on the side, handed the meat in his hand to Arela and asked her to grill it. He stood up, walked to the little god and asked, "Do you need me to carry you?"

Jiaojiao, who was at a loss, nodded when she heard this, stretched out her hands to him, and said in a childish voice, "Yes."

Zera squatted down and held Jiaojiao in his arms with a somewhat awkward movement.

As soon as the small, soft body was in his arms, Zela's whole body stiffened.

The body in his arms was too small and too soft, as if it could be broken if he was not careful. This made Zella dare not use any strength, which resulted in him standing up extremely clumsily.

Jiaojiao, who felt a little uncomfortable being held, moved her little butt and automatically adjusted to a comfortable position.

After Zera, holding Jiaojiao, got slightly accustomed to the small, soft spirit in his arms, he strode towards the medical hall.

On the way, he met Hu You, who had come to his senses and was running back in a hurry.

After a while, Zera arrived outside the medical hall and stopped, frowning slightly. The strong smell of blood and various groans of pain could be faintly heard. This was indeed not a place suitable for cubs to come.

However, he still carried Jiaojiao in, but he tried his best not to let Jiaojiao see the bloody scene along the way.

When he came to Hu Ai's bedside carrying Jiaojiao, the beastmen surrounding him frowned, obviously disapproving of him bringing the little god to such a place.

Ervens: "Zera, take the little spirit out."

"No." Knowing that the little spirit they were talking about was her own, Jiaojiao waved her hands and refused: "Jiaojiao won't go out. I want to help Hu You save my father."

When the orcs present heard that he was here to rescue Hu Ai, they were stunned, their frowns relaxed, and a hint of expectation appeared in their eyes.

The strong smell of blood was not pleasant. Jiaojiao wrinkled her nose and looked forward, and saw Fox Ember lying on the bed covered in blood.

Jiaojiao wasn't afraid at all. She pointed at Hu Ai on the bed with her little hand and turned to look at Zela: "He's bleeding. It hurts."

The fox on the bed had a face as pale as gold paper, and his originally dark complexion had become much paler due to excessive blood loss.

"Little god, Hu Ai, Hu Ai is dying. If you can save him, can you, can you do it quickly?" Amur on the side couldn't help but stepped forward, his sad eyes filled with expectation as he looked at Jiaojiao.

Jiaojiao, who was in Zela's arms, blinked guiltily and scratched her little finger, saying, "Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao doesn't know how to save him. Jiaojiao just wants to help Hu You. He's crying so sadly."

Upon hearing this, Amur's tears suddenly rolled down and he burst into tears for a moment.

Hu You hugged his mother's legs and cried until his face and nose were covered with tears.

Although Xiaohu You was disappointed, he was just disappointed. He had neither resentment nor blame.

He knew that it was a great honor for the little god to come, not to mention that the little god was so young that he didn't even understand death, let alone how to save him.

Death is tragic for the orcs, but also numb. Since they can remember, they have heard of and witnessed countless deaths, so few orcs will lose their minds when facing death.

The atmosphere of sorrow spread again. Jiaojiao, who didn't like this atmosphere, looked up at Zera blankly.

Fox's breathing on the bed became weaker and weaker.

Zela lowered his head to meet Jiaojiao's eyes and suddenly said, "Say you don't want him to die."

"?" Jiaojiao tilted her head in confusion.

Zela said, "Do you want to help Hu You?"

"I do." Jiaojiao nodded vigorously.

"If you want to, just say you don't want Hu Ai to die." Huo Luozela's gaze fell on Hu Ai, who was breathing out more than breathing in.

If the poem sung by the wandering poet is true... if the will of the gods truly represents the will of heaven and earth... then perhaps Fox Ai can be saved...

"I don't want Hu Ai to die." Jiaojiao obediently followed his instructions.

There was still no change in the fox on the bed. Zera frowned slightly, looked down at the little god in his arms, thought for a moment and said, "Follow me."

"Yeah." Jiaojiao nodded her little head.

Zera: "I won't allow it"

Jiaojiao's soft voice immediately followed up: "I don't allow it."

"Kana Continent"

"Kana Continent"

"Fox branch of the beast tribe"

"Fox branch of the beast tribe"

"Hu Liang's son, Hu Ai, died on the ninth day of the sixth month of the 14,562nd year of the divine calendar."

"Hu Liang's son, Hu Ai, died on the ninth day of the sixth month of the 14,562nd year of the divine calendar."

When Jiaojiao's soft little voice fell, it seemed as if something invisible fell according to the will of the gods, saving Fox Ai's precarious life.

Although the wounds on Fox Ai's body on the bed had not healed, his breathing was no longer weakening!

After being stunned for a moment, the orcs present looked at Jiaojiao in Zera's arms with awe in their eyes.

Once again, they clearly realized that the cute cub in front of them was a god!

Their will represents the will of heaven and earth!

The words that come out of their mouths can determine life and death!

The orc witch doctor came to his senses and immediately surrounded Fox Ai and began to sew and treat him without stopping.

Previously, the witch doctors were helpless against Hu Ai's injuries because they were too severe and could not withstand any torture. Now, Hu Ai's life is hanging by the gods, and no matter how they torture him, he will not die. Therefore, the witch doctors are confident that Hu Ai's condition will improve before tomorrow.

There was a high probability that Hu Ai would not die. Realizing this, Amur and Hu You came to Jiaojiao and expressed their gratitude.

Realizing that she had really helped her little friend, Jiaojiao curled her eyes happily, and then shyly buried her head in Zera's arms amid Amur and Huyou's fierce gratitude, praise and compliments.

"Brother Zera, Jiaojiao wants to go home and eat barbecue." Jiaojiao, who was still thinking about the barbecue, lay in Zera's arms, raised her head and whispered.

The greedy Jiaojiao thought his voice was very small, but to the beastmen whose hearing was extremely sensitive, this voice was not really small.

"The little god is hungry, so we have to go back quickly!"

"Zera, hurry up and take the little god back. You are the best barbecuer among our beast tribe. Hurry back and grill some meat for the little god!"

"Yes, yes, you don't have to worry about the meat. We will deliver it to you. You just need to be responsible for grilling it."

When the orcs found out that the little god wanted to go back to eat barbecue, they urged Zella to take the little god back quickly and not to let the little god go hungry.

Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment when she was found to be greedy, and then she hid herself in her brother Zella's arms more shyly.

Urged by the situation, Zella looked down at the little spirit buried in his arms, then turned around and left with Jiaojiao in his arms.

On the way back, Jiaojiao looked up at Zela, her dark eyes full of confusion: "Brother Zela, what is death? Why do we die?"

"Death means disappearing forever. You will never see a dead orc again." Zera pondered for a moment and said, "If Hu Ai died today, Hu You would never see his father again."

Knowing that Afu was her father, Jiaojiao frowned and said angrily, "Death is a bad thing!"

Zera didn't say anything, because in his heart he didn't think death was a bad thing. On the contrary, he had been looking forward to the arrival of death.

When they returned to the yard, Arela had just finished grilling the meat according to Zella's instructions.

Jiaojiao was sitting on a stool, enjoying the barbecue and swinging her short legs happily.

Three days passed in a flash, and Hu Ai was able to get out of bed and walk around with help. The orcs' powerful healing ability was fully demonstrated in him.

The warm sunlight shone down from the sky. Outside the deserted city, Jiaojiao was carrying a small bottle of milk on her back and a small bamboo basket in her hand. She was walking out of the deserted city with Arela and the others on her short legs.

After her father was able to carry her in his pocket, Jiaojiao didn't want to stay in the house alone. When she saw her sister Arela and the others going to dig up Kugen, she curiously said that she wanted to go too.

After the orcs, who never refused the little god's request, learned about it, they searched the deserted city overnight to find the smallest and most beautiful bamboo basket for the little god to put the bitter root in. They also carefully polished the bamboo basket to prevent it from having any rough burrs.

In the past, when the picking teams went to dig bitter roots, they did not have strong orcs to escort them because the orcs did not have enough manpower. The place where bitter roots were dug was on the edge of the wasteland, not far from the deserted city and there was not much danger. As long as they were careful, nothing would happen.

But this time it’s different. This is a rare trip for the little god, so of course all hidden dangers must be eliminated.

When selecting the orcs to escort the little god to the edge of the wasteland to dig up the bitter roots, a group of orcs fought fiercely for the quota. Even Fox Ai, whose injuries had not yet healed, joined in, and was quickly thrown out.

Finally, the bruised and battered Hudan, Zela, Erwens, Leiyu, Zaida, Lexi, Chuyu, Nia, Zhaiguang, Zhaimin and ten other orcs got the places.

Jiaojiao, who was walking out with a bamboo basket, looked around curiously. After walking for a while and couldn't walk anymore, he turned back to find Zela and reached out for a hug.

He bent down and picked up the bright and beautiful Zera without even moving his eyebrows under the envious and jealous gazes of the orcs.

Just as the orcs were talking and joking as they walked towards the direction of Kuogen, on the other side of the wasteland, a five-winged celestial being was flying low at the altitude, leading hundreds of people from various races towards the direction they had inquired about.

There were black threads on the right side of their faces, and their eyes were filled with undisguised excitement and bloodlust.

If you look out from a distance and look down from a high altitude, you can easily see that the purpose of this group of people is the same as that of the orcs.