"Stop!"

Fox Jiaojiao stepped forward quickly and shouted loudly.

"Female, you can't go over there, the leader said..." The Canglang beastman behind him was about to stop Fox Jiaojiao.

"The leader told me to keep a good mood. If you dare to stop me, I can't guarantee whether I will be in a good mood." Fox Jiaojiao glanced coldly at the Canglang beastman who was speaking.

The latter's hands froze in the air, and it was not right to stop or not to stop.

Seeing Fox Jiaojiao walking over, he also hurriedly followed and signaled the Canglang who beat people to retreat.

Fox Jiaojiao was followed by Lang Shuo's direct subordinates, who could dispatch most of the beastmen in the tribe.

When the beast slaves saw Fox Jiaojiao approaching, they all looked at her vigilantly.

Foxy Jiaojiao took off the cloak from her shoulders and handed it to the beastman who was half-kneeling on the ground and being beaten, "Put it on. If you freeze to death, you won't be able to protect him anymore." The

wounds on his body were frozen red, some of them scabbed, and some of them turned into ice cubes as soon as they bled.

The beastman stared at Foxy Jiaojiao defensively, but did not take it. Instead, he turned his head and cast his gaze at the wolf beastman holding the iron chain.

Foxy Jiaojiao understood his concern, turned his head and asked Wolf Tail behind him, "Can you wear it? Will it be stolen if you wear it?"

She tilted her face slightly, with a warning in her bright eyes.

The wolf beastman behind him smiled bitterly and nodded, "Yes, of course."

The leader didn't ask them to take care of the females, but to serve their ancestors!

After getting a positive answer, Fox Jiaojiao retracted his gaze, raised the beast skin cloak in his hand, and urged:

"Did you hear me? Take it quickly."

Before the beast slave moved, the little beast slave hiding behind him took it with both hands, his voice trembling with cold, and said gratefully: "Thank you, thank you sister."

After that, he covered the beast skin on the body of Xieman with trembling hands.

"Brother Manzi, put it on quickly."

Xieman looked solemn and was silent for a few seconds. He took the animal skin and put it on neatly. He tied the two ends on his shoulders. The wide hood that Foxy Jiaojiao was wearing became a tight top.

"Thank you." Feeling the warmth from the animal skin, Xieman frowned and thanked Foxy Jiaojiao in a low voice.

A faint fragrance seemed to linger on the tip of his nose.

"You're welcome." Foxy Jiaojiao looked down at him, suddenly squatted down, reached out and patted the snow on his shoulders.

Xieman only felt that the fragrance became stronger, and his body froze.

At this time, a clear female voice came to his ears, and only two people on the trail could hear it:

"Do you know the address of the witch doctor? Tell me where it is, and I will save you. Otherwise, once I leave, this little male will continue to be beaten. He is very sick, and he won't live long if he continues to be beaten."

Xieman's eyebrows sank, and just as he frowned, Foxy stood up and looked at him with a smile.

His face turned black, and he didn't expect that this female had ulterior motives.

Foxy pointed at the two beast slaves, looked at the Canglang behind him, and asked with a smile:

"I think these two beast slaves are pleasing to the eye. I want them to serve me. Can I take them away?"

Although she was smiling, the Canglang beastman couldn't help but shudder.

He replied with a wry smile, "Female, this beast slave is undisciplined and has a bad temper. It's easy for him to hurt you. Why don't you change another one? I'll take you to pick a beast slave who is more obedient and can serve people?"

"Bad temper? Why don't I think so? They look quite docile and obedient. Why don't you ask them if they are willing to go with me?" She stroked her chin coquettishly and tilted her head to look at him.

The wolf beastman Alexander had to turn around and ask Xieman:

"Are you two willing to serve the female?"

The little beast slave pulled Xieman's hand and whispered, "Brother Manzi, this sister is beautiful and a good person. Let's go with her. We won't have to do hard labor in the future."

The red and moist pupils were full of expectations.

Xie Man looked at the pale face of the little beast slave, knowing that what Hu Jiaojiao said was true, and feeling his expectant gaze, he nodded with a solemn face.

"Okay."

The Canglang beastman breathed a sigh of relief, "Female, you can take them away. If these two beast slaves don't listen, just tell me and I'll teach them a lesson."

Hu Jiaojiao smiled and said nothing.

She knew that this beast slave was not answering the Canglang beastman, but her.

With the help of the beast slaves, it would be easier to conceal her tracks.

...

"Leader."

"How is that female today?"

"She went out today and asked for two beast slaves, saying that she wanted the beast slaves to serve her."

Lang Shuo stood in front of the window, listening to the Canglang beastman's report.

"Beast slaves? Which two beast slaves?" Lang Shuo narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"It's the troublemaker who always meddles in other people's business, and the sickly person beside him." The Canglang beastman answered truthfully.

"Find a sickly person to serve her? Ha." Lang Shuo snorted coldly. This female was really cunning. She wanted to save the beast slaves and found such an excuse.

Did she really think he was so easy to fool?

It was estimated that the troublesome beast slave was brought along just to confuse him.

"She may be cunning, but I didn't expect her to be so kind-hearted..."

"Chief, are you going to take those two beast slaves away?" The Canglang beastman saw that Lang Shuo had no expression on his face and was a little unsure of his thoughts.

"No need." Lang Shuo waved his fingers, "Let her go. After Wu Lao and I finish our work in the mountains in the next two days, we will go to interrogate her."

He had just returned, and there were many things in the tribe that needed him to deal with.

After saying that, Lang Shuo remembered the witch doctor's instructions and added with a frown:

"Remember not to make her feel bad."

"Yes, chief."

The wolf beastman carefully wrote it down, and he was a little suspicious: Is the chief interrogating the captive or serving his partner?

The old wolf next door also takes such careful care of his partner, but the treatment is not as good as this female.

...

The clean and neatly dressed little beast slave stood in the house, holding the hem of his clothes with both hands, not daring to look around.

This was the first time he entered such a warm house in winter.

In the past, the wolf beastmen did not let them sleep in the snow, which was good enough.

Next to him stood Xieman with a solemn face, his body stiff, secretly looking at the foxy girl in the house. What

on earth did this female want to do?

Why did she let them serve him, but let them take hot baths and give them warm beast skins to wear.

Xieman did not dare to let his guard down.

"Have you finished washing? You look energetic. Come, drink this." The foxy girl brought a cup of warm water, put two cold medicines and anti-inflammatory drugs in it, and handed it to the little beast slave.

The little beast slave was flattered and caught the stone bowl with both hands.

The warm water in his eyes transmitted the warm touch through the stone bowl. This was the warmest thing he had ever touched.

"Thank you, sister, you are so kind. I will serve you well in the future."

The little beast slave was moved to tears, his eyes were shining, and he choked with tears as he thanked her.