Chapter 466 Hand over the powder
The orcs around looked towards the Sera tribe not far away with complicated expressions. It was really unlucky that the two sons of the chief were beaten by the same orc in one day, and each one was more miserable than the other.
The sacred tree man on the high platform came down, looked at Mo Zhu expressionlessly, and said in a flat voice: "Can you still stand up?"
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"If you can't stand up, you lose."
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The sacred tree man nodded and said loudly: "The competition is over. Xiu Yan of the Watson tribe wins."
Without even glancing at Mo Zhu lying on the ground, Xiu Yan walked towards Ji Nuan.
"Brother Xiu Yan, you are really wrong this time. I don't think Mo Zhu's injury will heal in a short time." Ji Nuan was very gloating, because this guy was Mona's biological brother.
"Mo Zhu! Mo Zhu!" Mo Zha, who had just sent Mona back to the tent, was informed that Mo Zhu was injured by a beast before he could go to the Gru tribe to announce the news. He rushed over in a hurry, and saw Mo Zhu, who was speechless due to the pain and whose face was blue and black. He felt as if his heart was stabbed by something. He ran over and hugged Mo Zhu.
"Tick! Tick!" The sound of falling water could be heard very clearly. The orcs from the Sera tribe nearby looked in the direction of the sound and saw drops of bright red liquid dripping from Mo Zhu's buttocks to the ground, forming a large area.
The orcs were horrified: "Chief, Mo Zhu's butt is bleeding!"
Mo Zha had no time to worry about trouble. He carried the bleeding Mo Zhu and ran towards the tribe's tent.
The Shenmu people in the field looked at the Mo Zha beasts going away very calmly, and continued to call out the next beastmen for the competition.
"Ji Nuan, the witch doctor." A sinister voice reached the ears of the beasts, and Botel walked over with a gloomy look in his eyes.
Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan looked at each other and knew that this guy was definitely up to no good.
Xiu Yan took a step forward and stood in front of Ji Nuan: "Get lost."
The aura radiating from his body actually shocked the surrounding beasts and made them retreat one after another, creating a space around him.
Botel also put away the fake smile on his face: "I came here today to see Ji Nuan, the witch doctor, for something serious."
Ji Nuan twitched her lips: "There is nothing to discuss between you and me."
The smile on Botel's face became more and more unbridled: "You have nothing to say to me, so what about him?"
As he spoke, he stepped aside and a white-haired and white-browed sacred tree man walked forward.
"What is this?" She had never seen the sacred tree man before.
The expression on Botel's face was simply too proud: "This is a member of the Shenmu Tree Clan. I heard that you have a powder that can cure insect diseases. I think you don't mind donating this powder to the Shenmu Tree Clan. This Shenmu Tree Clan member is willing to exchange it with a beast fruit."
Ji Nuan looked at the mighty tree man: "Do you know who I am?"
The tree man raised his eyelids and said proudly, "A female orc, what's wrong? Are you unwilling to give me this powder?"
Ji Nuan smiled. This forest is so big that there are all kinds of seedlings. She thought the tree people in the tree houses were all good, but why did this tree person look like a rogue orc in an orc tribe?
She shook her head: "I really can't give you this powder, because..."
“See? I told you that the Watson tribe didn’t take the sacred tree tribe seriously at all. They have the powder that can cure the insect disease, but they just watch your people die one by one. It’s too cruel.” Botel interrupted Ji Nuan quickly.
(End of this chapter)