"Nuannuan, do you think the hunting team can catch prey today?" Ge Ye said with some concern.

Ji Nuan smiled and said, "I don't know either. The beast tide has just receded. Even if the beasts want to come back, it will take some time."

Ge Ye nodded: "Yes, maybe we can encounter one or two beasts that have fallen behind, haha."

Ji Nuan shook Ge Ye: "What are you thinking about? Will I get hungry someday?"

Ge Ye scratched his head and said, "No, no, it's just... hehe! More food is better!"

Qimo and Xiaopipi both looked at Geye and laughed.

There was laughter and joy here, but Xiu Yan and his companions were robbed by members of another tribe on their way back to the tribe.

The dozens of beastmen in front of him were all skinny, with animal skins hanging on their bodies in tatters, and they looked extremely miserable.

Holding crude stone tools, they stood in front of Xiu Yan and other beasts with red eyes, shouting at them to hand over the food in their hands.

Xiu Yan narrowed his wolf eyes and moved his lips: "Get out!"

The orcs of the Watson tribe behind him straightened their backs and looked at the group of ignorant orcs in front of them with a mocking look on their faces.

A middle-aged orc with sunken cheeks, his beard and hair tangled together, stepped forward from the team, leaning on a wooden stick.

"We are from the barbarian tribe deep in the Enelu Mountains. I am the chief of this tribe. We have been without food for many days. Can you...can you..."

After finishing his words, Xiu Yan said very coldly: "No!"

As if infuriated by Xiu Yan's harshness, the kindness on the orc's face disappeared in an instant, and he looked at the orcs of the Watson tribe with a gloomy face.

"Haha, Chief, I told you that this trick of yours is useless. After the beast tide, these tribes are short of food. If we want to get food from them, we can only rob them."

The team split in the middle and a very tall beastman came out with a stone knife in his hand. His body was so huge and strong that he looked like a huge mountain range, which was very incongruous.

Moreover, the beastman's eyes are in the shape of a triangle, which makes the beastman very uncomfortable. There is always a very evil feeling.

Being mocked by the beastmen, the chief of the Manman tribe turned around and looked at the man who was as big as a hill: "Mansen, don't be too proud. I am still the chief of the Manman tribe."

The orc named Mansen looked at him sneerfully, thinking he looked strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Then he walked to the front of the tribe with a sneer.

The stone tool in his hand pointed at Xiu Yan: "Are you the leader of this hunting team? If you put down the prey obediently, I can still spare your lives. Otherwise, hehe~"

Xiu Yan raised his eyes and looked at the pretentious beastman in front of him, his eyes seemed to be looking at a beast with a sick brain: "Where is the witch doctor of your tribe?"

Although the beastman was a little surprised why Xiu Yan asked about the witch doctor at this time, he still answered: "The witch doctor is old and can't stand the hardship of the migration. He has gone to serve the Lord Beast God."

Xiu Yan twitched his lips upon hearing this and said sarcastically, "No wonder you are so sick and there is no beast to heal you, and they let you run around and scream."

The sarcasm in Xiu Yan's words was so strong that Man Sen's face darkened instantly: "Haha, you beast look like a dead grass, but you have a tough mouth."

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