She raised her thumb and pointed to the corner of her lips that was slightly raised.

"I'll take care of the supplies."

Is this a small matter for her?

It's not a good thing at all!

But what needs to be considered now is how to use the supplies in the space openly.

"Jiaojiao, there are still more than four months of winter, and there are thousands of orcs in the tribe now. The supplies needed are not a small number..."

The chief couldn't help but remind her.

Although Fox Jiaojiao has solved many crises before, the supplies outside the tribe are limited.

Even if everyone goes hunting, they may not be able to catch so many prey.

Not to mention that you can't plant in winter.

Fox Jiaojiao can't have a dream like she did to find the salt flower and dream of a bunch of supplies that no one wants!

This is simply impossible!

"Don't worry, Jiaojiao. Even if there are no supplies in the tribe, I will not let you and your cubs go hungry."

The chief promised.

Fox Jiaojiao has contributed so much to the tribe, so she deserves this preferential treatment.

Although he hopes that Fox Jiaojiao can find a way to solve the problem, he doesn't want to put too much pressure on Fox Jiaojiao and let her worry too much.

However.

Fox Jiaojiao, who was thinking with her eyes down, didn't listen to the chief's words at all.

She suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of something. She raised her bright eyes and looked at the chief in surprise.

"I thought of it."

"Ah?" The chief was confused.

"I've thought of a way." Fox Jiaojiao said with a smile, "It's just that you and everyone else will have to work hard for a few days."

She moved closer and whispered a few words in the ear of the tribe leader.

...

When Fox Jiaojiao came out, she found that Long Mo was not outside the door.

She waited for a while before she saw Long Mo slowly coming. He

was holding a half-grown deer and a beast skin bag in his hands.

"Long Mo, where have you been?" Fox Jiaojiao trotted forward with a puzzled look on her face.

"This time I came back and found that my strength has improved a bit, so I found an orc to spar with." Long Mo did not change his expression and raised the deer in his hand. "

By the way, I caught a prey and brought it back for you to eat."

Fox Jiaojiao looked surprised.

He had just been out for a short while, and he had come back from sparring with someone and catching a prey.

She hadn't noticed it before, but now she realized that Long Mo's strength seemed to be much stronger than when she first arrived.

Foxy Jiaojiao didn't know that Long Mo was not sparring with an ordinary beastman.

"There's still a lot of food at home, you don't have to work so hard." Foxy Jiaojiao knew that he wanted her to eat some fresh meat, and smiled gently.

Her eyes fell on the animal skin bag in his other hand.

Why did she feel...

this bag looked familiar?

"Let's go home." Long Mo casually dragged the animal skin bag behind him, held it together with the deer, and freed a clean hand to hold Foxy Jiaojiao.

"Okay, let's go home." Foxy Jiaojiao nodded happily.

Just now, because of her second brother's matter, she had asked Hu Min to send the six cubs back home.

She liked this home very much.

It was much better than her previous rental house, which was cold and inhumane, and could be kicked out at any time by the landlord who wanted to raise the rent.

On the other side.

Xieman clenched his fist and wiped the bloody corner of his mouth fiercely, wiping off a handful of blood.

When he touched the wound, he grimaced, and his cold and hard face was a bit painful.

The wounds on his body were more than twice as many as before.

A quarter of an hour ago, the dragon beastman found him and said he wanted to spar with him.

He refused, but the other party said.

"If you win, I'll give you two bags of salt flowers. If you lose, you give me one bag."

Two bags of salt flowers can feed eight hundred beastmen for a long time, and they don't have to ask the tribe leader for more.

This temptation is really huge.

Xie Man looked at Long Mo's cold face, and thought of him as Hu Jiaojiao's partner. Somehow, a competitive spirit surged from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, I accept your sparring."

He agreed loudly.

Then he was beaten back by Long Mo and had no power to fight back.

Unlike Hu Qinggao, Long Mo's every attack was bloodthirsty and murderous, and he specifically looked for the most painful position to hit, but it couldn't be seen from the outside.

Countless times, he thought this dragon beastman wanted to kill him.

But the other party gave in at the last moment, like a lazy big cat playing with a little mouse, which made him feel humiliated.

Recalling the scenes just now, Xieman clenched his teeth.

That dragon beastman.

Very strong!

A dragon beastman who failed in transformation can grow up to be so powerful now, he must have fought in bloody storms.

Such a beastman is worthy of being her partner.

The two of them are indeed a perfect match, so perfect that if there is one more person by her side, this beautiful picture seems to be stained with black ink spots and destroyed.

Xieman closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were clear, and he dragged his wounded body towards his cave.

…

Hu Jiaojiao and Long Mo had just walked to the door.

Suddenly they heard Long Yao crying from inside the house.

Hu Jiaojiao was startled, thinking that Long Yao was injured at home.

There were many dangerous knives in the kitchen. Could this kid be hungry and accidentally injured himself while running to the kitchen to find food?

The more she thought about it, the more worried she became. The image of Long Yao covered in blood had already appeared in her mind. She

rushed into the house in a hurry.

Long Mo also frowned, put the fawn and the animal skin bag at the door, and hurried after them.

Hu Jiaojiao ran straight to the kitchen.

However, before she reached the kitchen, she saw a kid sitting on the ground at the door of the warehouse, kicking his legs and crying loudly, so she slammed on the brakes.

"Yao'er?"

She called out uncertainly.

She opened her eyes and saw the kid sitting on the ground clearly, then ran over and looked him up and down with her hands in her hands.

"Are you okay, Yao'er?"

"Hiccup! Mother, I'm fine, Hiccup!"

Long Yao opened his eyes and saw that it was his mother who came back, and he burped twice uncontrollably.

Hu Jiaojiao was about to ask him why he was crying.

Then Long Yao suddenly pointed at the door of the warehouse, coaxing his eyes and crying.

A face full of sadness.

"Wow... Mother, our food stinks! There's no food left..."

Stinky?

Foxy was stunned for a moment. After Long Yao reminded her, she realized that the air seemed to be filled with an indescribable stench.

She took a deep breath and suddenly coughed twice.

"Cough cough cough!"

Foxy remembered.

This was the smell of the can of herring she opened before leaving. Unexpectedly, after more than a month, the smell became stronger and stronger, like a needle piercing the top of her head.

Foxy smiled awkwardly, and when she turned around, she found Long Zhong and Long Ling'er standing not far away, covering their mouths with the hem of their clothes, with an expression that seemed to want to say something but stopped. It

's really too stinky.

The two little kids spread their hands at the same time, as if to say: Mom, we tried our best, but we couldn't hold Xiaowu.