The news of the extermination of the leopard tribe went viral.

When they first heard the news, many of the tribes who thought they had a few brushes were ready to move.

But now that the leopard tribe has been wiped out, where do they dare to act rashly.

However, whether it is the witch spirit or not, this matter makes the orcs in the tribe fearful.

Right now.

At this time, the orcs between the tribes suddenly and inexplicably died.

The cause of death was strange, the heart was missing......

When Mingshu heard the news, he calmly finished eating the warm freshly baked 'dried sweet potato'.

"What did the fox do?" Isn't the one who loves to eat hearts a fox? It can't be a pseudo-heroine, right?

"It's not." Mingzhen shook his head and said weakly: "I heard that the scene is very strange, and I drew a picture of the beast god." ”

Beast God Diagram?

The beast god is the object of worship of the orcs, and if there is a sacrifice in the general tribe, or some large-scale event, a picture of the beast god will be drawn.

"This is blasphemy against the beast god." One of the clansmen whispered, "The beast god will send down the punishment." ”

Does this world have magical powers?

Some.

For example, the partnership contract between a male orc and a female orc.

Therefore, the orcs believe that the beast gods exist, that they are gods.

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In the next few days, the surrounding tribes began to see such a situation, and they heard that the orcs died very peacefully, and there was a smile on their faces, as if they were willing to give their hearts.

At night, Nuan and Mingshu sat on a lawn in the valley, Nuan Nuan hugged her knees, and asked her cautiously, "Chief, what do you think did it?" ”

Mingshu was a little distracted, and replied slowly: "I don't know." ”

Warm self-care guessed: "Could it be that some orc has gone mad?" ”

Aren't all those who go crazy do crazy things?

"What do you think about making fantasy films?"

"Isn't that fantasy enough?" Warm said: "I've crossed over here, and you'......"

She didn't know what the hell was going on with this person.

The world is terrible.

Mingshu chuckled, "What's wrong with me?" ”

Warm bit her lip and asked the question in her heart: "Why are you helping me." ”

Oh, yes.

Even if she's right.

But why should she help herself?

"Don't use the previous reason to perfunctory me, I don't believe it." What she can cook, so help her, she doesn't believe in the bottom of her heart.

Mingshu asked seriously: "Be a fool and be a fool, isn't it good to do my laundry and cook for me?" ”

“……”

Is there something wrong with this line!

Also What is the adjective silly white sweet? In her eyes, is she a stupid white sweet?

Warmth insists on knowing.

Mingshu shrugged: "I have a grudge against Hu Jiu, of course I have to help you, and the most important thing is that you can cook." ”

Why is "......" still inseparable from cooking?

"You and Fox Nine...... What hatred? ”

Mingshu is very honest: "It's not a hate, I just want to pull her a little hatred." ”

She and Hu Jiu really have no enmity, and it is the original owner who has enmity.

She targeted Fox Jiu, just to pull the hatred value as simple as that.

“？？？”

Warmth didn't understand Mingju's words at all.

What pulls the hate value?

"Shh Mingshu suddenly reached out and made a silent motion.

Something seemed to move in the distance, bringing the grass and trees with a rustling sound.

The sound was soft, no different from the wind blowing through the trees.

Although Wen Wen didn't know what was going on, she was inexplicably nervous.

Is it that crazy heart-digging maniac who came to them?

The nearby tribes all had orcs dead......

It doesn't seem surprising to be here.

The sound continued, getting closer and closer to where the orcs lived.

Mingshu got up, and Wen Wen wanted to get up with him, but Mingshu pressed her back.

There was a soft mass stuffed in Wen's hand, and she looked down to see that it was the strange puppy that occasionally appeared next to her before.

She said it was a puppy, but she didn't think it looked like it.

How can a puppy grow into a colorful one?

The little beast suddenly changed positions, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Mingshu leaving.

It snorted, jumped out of the warm hand, and rolled twice, but it wasn't too far away.

Mingshu is figure quickly disappeared into the night, Wen Wen wanted to follow her, but he was afraid that he would cause her trouble in the past.

Anxiously waiting in place.

As the minutes ticked by, the rustling sound disappeared.

Warmth, I can't hear anything.

It was very quiet.

Nothing will happen, right?

Thinking like this, Wen Wen ignored his scruples and went directly to the direction where Mingshu left.

The little beast rolled its eyes and scrambled to follow.

Running to the clearing of the valley, he saw a strange beast being crushed by Mingshu in the distance.

Warmth has never seen such an animal.

It resembles a human, but its head is small and it seems to have scales on its body, a bit like ...... A pangolin in the shape of a human.

Mingshu had already subdued it, and the warmth ran over: "This ...... What is it? ”

"I don't know." Mingshu squatted down: "It doesn't seem to be able to deform...... I don't know if I can eat it. ”

Choke on a warm breath.

If you don't know where you came from, don't think about eating all day long.

Mingshu casually said that this thing looks a little scary, and it is a human-shaped pangolin.

Mingshu let the warmth call people.

The humanoid pangolin was tied up by everyone, and the warmth lit up the fire, and the surroundings slowly lit up.

The pangolin had fainted before, but when he woke up to see the burning flames, he struggled violently.

"You're the one who committed the crime lately?"

The pangolin looked at the female on the other side of the flames, and there was no change in mood on the face covered with scales, but those eyes easily betrayed his fear at this time.

"Why are you killing so many orcs, digging out your heart?"

The pangolin just watched in horror and didn't make a sound.

"Chief, it doesn't seem to be able to make a sound."

"Can't make a sound?"

Mingshu touched his chin and commanded Mingzhu to take the fire and try it.

The flames approached, and the pangolin struggled so hard that even with its mouth open, there was still no sound.

Sure enough, it can't make a sound.

Orcs can't write, so if you want to ask him anything, you can't do it.

"Why can't he be shapeshifted?" Mingshu asked for a name.

Na folded his head.

The rest of the orcs apparently didn't know either.

Instead, the older orc in the back raised his hand: "I think he's a bit like those deformed orcs who were thrown away." ”

"Huh?"

What freak orcs?

Obviously, the younger generation of orcs is not clear.

Only those elderly orcs began to change their expressions slightly.

The orc stood up: "Because some orcs are born deformed, for the survival rate of the tribe and future generations, such deformities will be thrown away." This one...... Much like a freak orc. ”

The night wind came out from afar, and the flames swayed.

The pangolin that was tied up looked particularly hideous at this time, with hatred in his eyes.