Dressed As A Cheetah Cub In A Primitive Farming

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After eating and drinking, the long-tailed red foxes stood up with their furry bellies swaying before the night became completely dark. They shook their big fluffy tails behind their buttocks, licked the tips of their noses and went Go to your tent.

On the first night when Chi Yan came to the Claw Tribe as the captain, he naturally had to stay vigil. In order to keep warm, he changed from the original orc form back to the beast form. A big fox with fiery red fur stepped on his claws wearing black stockings. Sitting between the tent and the campfire with his tail folded, he squinted his eyes and warmed himself to the fire, his whole fox face was very comfortable.

Compared to sleeping in the open air on the road, the cats of the Talon tribe are obviously much quieter, and there are no potential dangers that require too much vigilance.

When traveling in the wild, you must always be wary of wild beasts that may emerge from the grass at night, or other orcs from other tribes who were forced to wander out due to the harsh winter.

And here, Chi Yan was warming up to the warm bonfire with peace of mind, half-squinting his eyes as he recalled the whole fish feast that Bei Chao brought to him when he was negotiating and cooperating with the shamans of the Claw Tribe.

What a good thing.

The aftertaste of the fish and meat was endless, and Chi Yan began to think in his mind that it would be better to develop allies between his own tribe and the Claw Tribe, so that as long as there are any little foxes in Chi Yan's tribe who need to go out for experience, they can rent territory all the way to the Claw Tribe. , and then brought back some semi-finished fish with private goods.

Thinking about it briefly is a very beautiful idea. Chi Yan doesn't really ignore other guys just for the sake of a bite to eat, but since he wants to do this, he will carefully examine it during the few days he stays here. Whether the Talon Tribe is a good ally to the Long-Tailed Fox Tribe.

Under the same moonlight, Kansi, who was wrapped in animal skins and sleeping soundly in the wooden house, did not know that the hungry foxes coming from afar would also bring a big order. He was punching and kicking the greedy foxes in his dream. Little mouse, one bite after another is crunchy and crunchy.

I don’t know if it’s because of his deep resentment. He was stationed in the lemming camp by the stream. In order to keep warm, he turned into an orc form. One after another, the fluffy and round lemming balls were compacted together, which was obviously very warm. The temperature kept fluctuating, but he sneezed a lot.

As the most thoughtful person among the group of lemmings, Kara was not completely asleep at this moment. He was squinting his eyes and huddled up, rubbing his cheeks, carefully taking out a few seeds stored inside and chewing them carefully. He looked at it slowly, still thinking about the market in his little head.

To be honest, he was not optimistic about the idea of ​​the yellow line leading the entire caravan, although he did not refute it openly - after all, most of the lemmings did support the ruthless killing of these big cats.

He felt that the yellow line had become more and more greedy as they got older. As born traveling merchants, their tribe of lemmings were taught how to be a beast-seeing beast-loving the moment they could speak and remember. merchant.

But it's obvious that the yellow line has long forgotten the teachings of the ethnic group and has begun to develop in the direction they least expect.

But unfortunately, he is still young and does not have much say in this mature team. As the leader of the caravan, Huang Xian basically follows him blindly for most of the lemmings.