Who is the Female of the Orcs? !

The sound, those gurgling beasts were nailed to the spot.

Allen blinked in disbelief. He hadn't seen what sisal had done just now. He only knew that the sisal jumped out, and then the Cuckoo Beast was frozen. Jumped down from the tree in a few shots, transformed into a human shape, and walked to the sisal. Look at the sisal holding the iron wire I don't know where it came from to tie the Cuckoo Beast together.

The Cuckoo Beast in the hands of Sisal Mahjong handed it to Alan: "Take it."

"Okay." Allen took the Cuckoo Beast, looked at the sisal leading the way, and thought to himself: Sisal is so powerful, is he really a female?

The sisal who was walking in the front suddenly turned in a different direction back to the tribe, and Alan who followed did not notice it at first. After walking for a long time without reaching the tribe, he realized that it was wrong, and said anxiously to sisal: "Sisal, it’s not good, we are not going back to the tribe. I don’t know how to return to the tribe here."

Sisal didn't have the anxious feeling of Alan at all. He looked at the front and said faintly, "I know."

"Huh?" Allen was silly, he didn't know how sisal would know. Whose tribe is this after all?

Sisal is not you. You will not find a way back to the tribe because you are not familiar with the forest. He had already placed a reciting mark in the tribe, and he could go back no matter where he was. You have to exercise a lot.

The author has something to say: I worked hard to type 3000 words yesterday. . I deleted it again. Very dissatisfied with the writing. .

Rewrite today...

The chapter owed yesterday. . I'll make up for it when it's empty. .

11

11. Eleven oil and salt...

Sisal led Alan to continue walking forward, and their journey had begun to enter the forest. It was very unsafe to go inside. Sisal looked at the big man behind him, and decided not to go deeper, and just went around here to see if he could find anything. At the very least, don't eat the tasteless soup like at noon. He really doesn't want to destroy himself for the taste.

"Sisal, what are you looking for?" Allen curiously watched the sisal rumbling around, then squatted motionless under a tree.

Sisal crouched in front of a tree, looking at the umbrella-shaped plants under the tree. This is a mushroom, right? I'm not sure about sisal, it looks like it's mushrooms. But judging by the size, it's not such a big mushroom, it's almost three times the size of the mushroom he had seen before.

Picked up one of them, tore off the corner and put it in his mouth for a taste. It tasted like mushrooms, and it felt fresher than the mushrooms he had eaten before. Look at this tree, look at the side, there are many good ones. Use the mind to manifest two sacks, hand one of them to Alan, point to the mushrooms under the tree and say: "I see this plant not, pick this white one, and all the ones around here. After harvesting, you will be on the spot. Wait, I'll go and take a look. Remember, don't make it in color! Do you understand?"

Allen took the bag and nodded.

"Very good." He said he didn't care about Alan, and went to find other things by himself. After walking a little further in, about five minutes away, sisal looked at the river that appeared in front of him and almost wanted to swear. What's going on in this forest? I haven't found anything just now. Not only did he find the mushrooms, he also found the salt he thought about day and night! This is a salt river, oh no, salt lake! Looking at the white stones shining in the sun, sisal rushed to the stones in twos and threes, picked up one of them, and licked it with his tongue without saying a word. His face almost wrinkled in the next second, it was really salty! But this feels good!

He picked up the other sacks that had just been realized, and filled the sacks with the salt stones until the sacks were full and could no longer fit them. Add a reading mark near the lake so that you can come over later. Easily carry over a hundred kilograms of things on his shoulders, and sisal prepares to return to the place where Allen stayed.

"Roar!" Before he carried the things on his shoulders, sisal heard a roar of lions. The voice was very close, and sisal was also very familiar, it was Allen's voice. 【what happened? What did he get in trouble with just such a little time? 】With this doubt, sisal quickly went back. Fortunately, he wasn't very far away, so he arrived within a few runs.

Guess what he saw? ! Ellen beasted and beaten up with a fat monster that could hardly move. Seeing this situation was Alan's unilateral beating, the monster did not resist at all. It's not that it doesn't resist, but it can't resist. Too fat, the body is not flexible, and cannot be avoided; the hands and feet are too short, or the hands and feet are surrounded by fat, and there is no way to stretch. However, it may also be due to the thick skin and fat, and its strong anti-strike ability. Allen bit, scratched and bumped on it, and the result was that the fat on its body trembled fiercely and there were some red marks on the skin.

To use a vivid analogy, the domestic kitten was offended by the owner and caught the owner a few times in anger. Although it is a bit inappropriate to compare Allen, the golden lion, to a cat, this is what he has achieved in fighting hard now. Sisal didn't know if Alan was too weak, or the monster's anti-strike ability was too good. If it were the former, when Alan was a sisal person, sisal would train him fiercely until he wished he would die right away. If it is the latter, sisal will hunt this monster, and dissect it to see what's special in it besides fat.

Alan started picking mushrooms very easily. He is in a very good mood now. Anything that can be done for sisal, even the smallest thing, can make him happy. This will make him feel that he is needed, not a burden. The most important thing is that this can make him secretly think that sisal needs him. As long as he thinks that sisal needs him, he feels like he has to fly.

However, his good mood didn't last long. He heard a "dongdong" ground shaking, and then a monster about two meters high and 1.5 meters wide appeared in front of him. Looking at how slowly the monster walks and how loud it makes every step, it should have been there since they came. Maybe I was sleeping just now, and I am woken up now or naturally.

This monster Allen had never seen him before. He didn't know if the opponent was cruel, but instinctively beasting, and took the initiative to attack.

In fact, there are many monsters that Alan has never seen before. When he was young, a weak ordinary female could beat him. Later, his father and elder brother discovered this situation and strengthened their training. I have tried to bring him to the fierce little monster and let him fight—of course they were by the side—and the result was that he almost died. Since then, they can only let Alan fight with them, hoping that he can grow up. Facts have proved that their education has failed.

A black line of sisal stopped Allen's useless attack. Now Alan is not his person, he would not think of training Alan. He just spoke faintly, listening carefully with a little helplessness: "You go picking mushrooms, I will solve it."

"But..." the lion hesitated, he didn't want sisal to face danger. Allen’s hesitation was exchanged for a sisal stare. After being stared like this, he thought of his performance just now. He lowered his lion’s head and his tail drooped, and said, "Okay. Be careful." In the end, he couldn't bear it. Stayed and said something.

"En." Sisal watched the lion turn into a human being, bending the tall man to pick mushrooms, how funny this scene looks like this. The corners of his mouth were raised, and sisal smiled silently. It's a pity that Alan turned his back to him and didn't have such a blessing.

Turning his attention back to the fat beast, sisal is very clean this time, without violence, directly using mind. Realization manifested a thought gun, filled the gun with thought power, pulled the trigger, the thought bullet flew out, and suddenly penetrated the monster's head.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the monster fell to the ground.

Hearing the voice turning back, Alan looked at the monster on the ground, and then at the sisal that hadn't changed his movement. The little sense of inferiority came out again.

Sisal didn't pay attention to Alan's situation. He grabbed one of the monster's legs and said, "You pick it up, we should go back."

"Okay." Allen, who was healed by a simple sentence of sisal healed, restarted happily picking mushrooms.

Boy Ellen, you were healed too quickly, right...

When Allen finished picking the surrounding mushrooms, the big sack was not full. Sisal looked at the number of mushrooms, and said, "Enough. Don't forget those Cuckoo Beasts, let's go back."

"Okay, let's go home." Carrying the mushrooms and the gurgling beast on his back, Alan looked at the sack on the sisal shoulder and the giant beast.

Sisal did not refute the word "home" in Allen's mouth. Seeing Allen's eyes, he knew what he was thinking. Give the sack of salt to Allen, and say, "You carry this, and you can't carry the monster." Sisal is telling the truth, and this monster has a lot of money.

He took the bag of salt and carried it together with other things. It seemed a bit overweight. He hadn't carried such a heavy thing, but Alan still clenched his teeth and persisted. He didn't want sisal to be taken lightly, even though he had suffered a lot of embarrassment. Up.

"Follow me." The sisal ran with the monster on his back. The monster was a little too huge and would hit the tree uncontrollably, so the running speed was not very fast. Allen followed closely behind in a human form, although it was a bit difficult to run, but it also made him persevere.

That's it all the way to the tribe. Allston looked at the two returning people in surprise, especially the monster on his sisal back. He wanted to ask something, but sisal ignored him at all and ran directly to Allen's house. Allen followed, only having time to say hello to Alston.

Seeing the two leaving, Alston didn't have time to think, trailing behind them.

Whether male or female in the tribe, everyone outside has a "heard" expression