"Thank you, Master!" Xiao La, feeling comfortable all over, rubbed Ji Chuan's thigh happily. Xiao Shuai's eyes were a little cold, and his tail quickly swung at Xiao La's wolf face, and Xiao La quickly ran away.
Xiao Shuai picked up Ji Chuan's fingers and sucked them attentively, but Ji Chuan didn't care.
"Where do the undead live? Recently some undead have appeared in the human king's city, but we haven't found any clues."
Ji Chuan planned to ask Xiao La if she knew anything.
Xiao La covered his wolf face that was swept by Xiao Shuai's tail and thought about something, "Master, we beastmen are basically active in this area, and the information we know is very limited, but the birdmen are different. They are the race that has the most information among the beastmen."
Ji Chuan nodded. Ever since the werewolf and tiger people merged, the orcs seemed to be much more stable and were somewhat wary of the strongest force.
Since there is no one attacking, should I take the initiative to attack? Otherwise, when will I be able to harvest the remaining power of faith of the orcs?
Ji Chuan touched Xiao Shuai, whose belly was bulging, and said, "Call me when you're hungry. Xiao La and the others are not food."
Xiao Shuai blinked and nodded. As long as the master's blood was there, the taste of others had no appeal.
It was already late at night. Xiao Shuai felt a little sleepy after eating. He yawned and lay on Xiao La's bed with his tail curled up in front of him.
Xiao La was not angry. She took a sheepskin and covered Xiao Shuai with it.
"I'm going to the birdman's territory. Call me if you need anything."
"Yes, Master."
After Ji Chuan's figure disappeared, Xiao La sniffed Xiao Shuai curiously. This was the race with the most complex smell he had ever smelled.
"What on earth is this kid?"
Small wolf brain, big doubts.
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