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The female eyes were full of anger and looked at the talking orc warrior: "What did you do in the past? Are you looking for scolding?"

After that, he turned and left angrily.

The orc hesitated for a moment and walked towards the orcs of the Snow Tiger Tribe.

"Little female, I apologize to you and your partner on behalf of the Wild Lion Tribe."

The orc warrior's eyes were sincere and bright, and he could be seen as an upright male.

Wu Yue looked at him after hearing the words: "Yuan Lang is not my partner. I don't have any hostility towards the orc warriors of your Wild Lion tribe, but I don't like to see the orc warriors of my tribe being wronged."

The orc warrior nodded: "We are all the same."

Wu Yue smiled and nodded: "I accept your apology, but it's only yours."

After saying that, the orc warriors of the Snow Tiger Tribe uttered a roar that shook the forest, bid farewell to the orcs of the Black Wolf Tribe, and left.

Looking at their figures going away, the orc warriors of the Wild Lion Tribe had dark eyes.

Noon in the forest is not like that of the Black Wolf Tribe, occasionally there will be a burst of refreshing forest wind, but...

"What are you two talking about?"

No matter how cool the wind is, it can't extinguish the fire in my heart.

This sentence is referring to Yuan Qi and all the orcs of the Xuehu tribe at this moment.

Wu Yue glanced at Yuan Lang: "Say it."

Yuan Lang touched his nose when he heard the words: "Actually, during the battle with the Timberwolves, Yue fell into a hole on the high slope, and we found salt in that hole."

Salt found...

Yuan Qi pinched his own cheek, then reached out and touched his son's head: "Did you have a fever, you son of a bitch, what are you talking about?"

Yuan Lang reluctantly took off his father's hand, and stretched out his big hand in front of Wu Yue: "Take it out and give it to my father to taste."

Wu Yue smiled and took out a few palm-sized dark blue crystals from the small back basket beside her.

"Uncle Yuanqi, try it."

The orc warriors took the dark blue crystal that Wu Yue handed over, and looked at the two with strange expressions.

Yuan Qi sighed lightly: "I know you also want the tribe to have salt to eat, so that the orc warriors don't risk their lives to go to the seaside to exchange salt.

However, all tribes in the polar forest are like this. "

He held up the dark blue spar in his rough hands: "Look, this spar doesn't look like salt at all."

Wu Yue looked at this tall and wise orc warrior with a smile: "Uncle Yuan Qi, that's why I let you lick it, this is the salt that we only have in the polar forest, and it is naturally different from the salt that was exchanged from the seaside. "

Seeing the serious expressions of the two, Yuan Qi's hand holding the dark blue spar suddenly trembled, and his voice was a little depressed: "Really...is it really salt?"

Yuan Lang patted his father on the shoulder: "Taste it yourself."

The surrounding orc warriors of the Snow Tiger Tribe looked at Yuan Qi together, and the orc holding the dark blue crystal unconsciously clenched his palms tightly.

Yuan Lang slowly brought the spar close to his lips, and stretched out his tongue to gently touch the surface of the crystal.

A taste so familiar that he wanted to cry instantly spread along the tip of his tongue throughout his mouth.

Unlike the salt exchanged from the sea, which still has a hint of bitterness, this dark blue crystal tastes extremely pure.

The orc's deep eyes widened in an instant: "It's...it's really salt!"