The thighs of alien tracking are not easy to hold

"regeneration……"

Lunsa's voice was trembling, and he turned his head, just in time to see two pairs of white wings spread out on Wuze's back, regenerating this unmatched healing magic, which is only possessed by the high priest of the Feathered Snake Clan. And the high priest with this healing magic has two pairs of wings...

Of course, he had only heard about it before, and had never actually seen it.

Regeneration is different from general healing magic. It is not a simple cure, but can regenerate the severed limbs. However, it is obvious that he thought too much, and Wu Ze did not intend to regenerate his wings.

"What a pity, I can only keep you alive for the time being, and I can't regenerate your wings. At least, before all the sins are cleared up, I will accept your broken wing."

Wu Ze seemed to see through his thoughts, and said in a sinister tone, the treatment on his hand stopped after speaking, Lunza felt the wound on his back as if there were insects and ants gnawing on it, itchy and numb It was numb, and subconsciously touched it with his hands, the wound on his back had healed.

Wu Ze folded his wings and stood up, and with a wave of his hand, Lunza's broken wings disappeared from the spot:

"This wing is the reward for this time, do you have any objection?"

Lunsa struggled to get up from the ground, looked at the folded wings, even if he had an opinion, he couldn't say it, he pursed his lips and replied respectfully:

"Yes, I have no objection, thank you Priest Wuze for saving your life."

Wuze smiled evilly again, looked up at the night sky, suddenly transformed into a shape, spread out a pair of wings behind him, curled up his snake tail, and Lunza, who was weak in breath, soared into the sky and came to a big tree with a lush crown.

But when they left, the animals that had been coveting the dragon's blood for a long time rushed into the basin from the surrounding mountains, and soon started fighting inside.

Wu Ze leisurely looked at the animals on the ground snorting and licking the dragon's blood from the tree, and glanced at Lunza:

"They'd probably be happier if you died."

Lunsa nodded noncommittally, he didn't need to die, probably if his breath was weaker, these wild beasts would rush over and tear him up, leaving no bones left.

Wu Ze looked at it for a while and said:

"The nature of orcs is wild, just like them. They are all brutal and bloody in their bones, but they rarely kill each other."

Lunsa looked at him, and pursed his lips hard. Yes, when Lunka and the others tore his wings, when they saw the splashed flesh and blood, all they revealed was animality and cruelty.

Wu Ze suddenly looked towards a certain direction in the night sky: "Stay still, I will receive guests."

After Wu Ze finished speaking, his graceful figure changed back into a huge snake body again, and the white shadow disappeared in a flash. At this moment, Lunsa also smelled an undisguised breath approaching quickly, which was a little familiar, and he realized it after a while , is a spot.

Just when he was thinking that he couldn't hide even if he hid here, a series of screams of beasts suddenly came from the basin, and then the bloody smell that was several times thicker than before began to spread.

Wu Ze killed all the animals bitten by the dragon's blood, and the rest fled back to the mountain.

When the foul wind hit, a piece of bloody animal skin covered him, and the strong smell instantly covered his breath, and Wu Ze's cold voice also came:

"Guess, if I tell Madara something, will he kill you and throw you here, and no one will know, and he can't be blamed for the crime, so he can justly blame Lenka and the others, go back Then they will be punished, including Rao..."

Lunza didn't speak, he didn't dare to guess, all he could do was to keep his mouth shut and stay quietly, just imagine, if Madara or Geno was injured here at this moment, the elder brothers and elders would even be with him, seeing this rare Situations can be killer.

Cannibalism is against the will of the beast god, but since the crime has been planted, there is no turning back.

Wu Ze quickly left and descended to the ground, with a pair of wings spread out on his back, the half-human, half-snake body was watching comfortably on the bloody ground, with blood stains on his hands and mouth...

A whirlwind descended from mid-air, and Madara appeared on the mountainside of the basin. After seeing the figures in the basin clearly, he walked over. The strong smell of blood made him frown uncomfortably.

"High Priest Wuze, it turned out to be you..."

There was surprise in Madara's tone, watching the blood and flesh flying across the basin, he stopped on the side without getting too close, and because of the wind direction, he couldn't distinguish the smell of dragon blood that had been covered by the blood of a large number of beasts.

Wu Ze turned his head, his body shook twice and turned into a human shape, and he walked towards him gracefully, not forgetting to stick out his scarlet tongue to lick the blood at the corner of his mouth, and then he said with a smile when he got closer:

"I'm eating, does it scare you?"

Madara shook his head:

"I smelled the strong smell of blood in the air and found it. I thought something happened. I'm really sorry to bother you, but it's still a bit unexpected. Does the high priest still prefer raw food?"

Wu Ze smiled strangely: "Sometimes I like the smell of blood."

Banba said nothing, didn't know how to answer, looked around, saw the blood of the animal's stump, and the animal's uneasy neighing sound came from the mountain. Just now, Wuze was here to kill, so many animals , Is it just picking a certain part to eat?

It's a waste of food too...

Wu Ze seemed to see his thoughts, and smiled again:

"They were too noisy, so I killed them. It's a waste. Although it's rude to ask, but if you don't mind, do you want to eat together?"

"Uh, I'm full, thank you for the high priest's invitation..." He no longer eats raw meat...

Wu Ze licked his lips with a smile: "So, then... I will continue to eat."

After speaking, he turned and walked away.

Madara glanced around again, and finally her gaze stayed on the dense canopy. There seemed to be a bloody smell coming from there, but it was a pity that the thick leaves blocked it and could not see anything...

"I picked a good-quality prey and put it on the tree. Do you want to eat it? The skinned one..."

Wu Ze's voice came again, with a hint of horrifying treachery, Madara was startled, and hurriedly waved his hands:

"Sorry, I thought there was an injured animal on the tree, but it turned out to be the food you picked out by the high priest..."

Wu Ze smiled lightly, looked up at the treetops in the distance and smiled unfathomably: "Hey... probably still alive."

Banbayu smiled politely. Since Wuze is here, nothing will happen. After thinking about it, it is better not to watch the distinguished high priest of the Feather Spirit Snake Clan eating, so he said modestly:

"I came here to take a look because I was worried about something. Since the High Priest Wuze is here, I won't bother you to eat. Goodbye."

Wu Ze curled his lips into a smile: "Goodbye."

The wind blew up, and Madara quickly disappeared into the valley of the basin. Seeing him flying far away, Wu Zecong took out a piece of animal skin and wiped the corners of his mouth and hands. With a leap, he spread his wings and flew back to the tree crown. Kilenza quickly disappeared into the night sky.

Wuze rolled Lunsa away, and the roar of beasts fighting for food resounded in the valley...

Madara on the way back, I always feel something is wrong,

The Feathered Snake Race is the beastman race closest to the Protoss race. It is much more elegant and noble than the ordinary beastman race. To borrow Xie Cheng's words from chatting, this is called evolution, civilization, breaking away from animal nature, and understanding etiquette, justice and shame...

The figure stopped in mid-air. The high priest of the Feather Spirit Snake Clan has always been graceful and decent. That way of eating itself is not right...

Kirizawa is not eating, but slaughtering animals...

But why did he kill so many animals for no reason?So much blood, such a strong smell...Maybe it's covering up something...

Madara turned back in the end, but when he returned to the basin, there was no trace of Wuze, only the beasts in the basin were scrambling for food, looked at the direction of the tree crown before, and flew over, only a piece of bloody animal was hanging on it The fur, after carefully identifying it, still has the breath of the dragon clan...

Madara was stunned, and flew into the air, but he couldn't find the whereabouts of Kirisawa.

After thinking for a while, Madara really couldn't understand what happened. There was a pterodactyl orc hidden here just now, but why did Wuze lie to him?Why cover up?

Could it be that Wuze killed a pterosaur orc...

Madara returned to the place where the tribe gathered as quickly as possible, and everyone began to disperse from the campfire in twos and threes.

Madara looked for the figure of Geno, and wanted to tell him what happened tonight. It would be better to go to the surrounding mountains to investigate together. However, he found that Geno was sitting with Hisoka and Kirizawa talking and laughing. While eating, I greeted him when I saw him:

"Madara, why are you so slow?"

Madara smiled and walked over: "Uh, it's High Priest Kirisawa who is fast."

Wu Ze raised his eyebrows: "Naturally, after all, I have one more pair of wings than you. If you want to go faster, you can naturally go faster..."

Hisoka chuckled, "It's really convenient."

Geno also nodded: "As expected, they are the orcs closest to the gods..."

Ban said nothing, just smiled with the others, he really couldn't see through the mist, so he came over and sat down,

Wu Ze handed him a piece of roasted crispy meat with a smile:

"This is the meat I brought back from the valley. It's delicious when roasted. Try it."

"Thank you, Priest..."

Madara took it, and the scene of blood and flesh flying just now appeared in his mind. He felt uncomfortable, but he still bit the bullet and took a bite, always thinking that Kisawa must know about his return...

The night was getting darker, and the night wind brought a chill, and the females got up and left one after another. Geno looked at Xie Cheng and the babies who were still waiting for him, and decided to rest early, and would go back tomorrow.

Xie Cheng fell asleep, Geno picked him up, he just opened his eyes and closed them again, muttering: "Well, take care of the baby, don't lose it..."

Geno patted him dotingly: "Sleep peacefully."

Let him have a good time, his little female is really exhausted.

Mo'er handed Xiaobao, who was also asleep, to Lan. After all, the high priest said that they were leaving tonight, and felt a little disappointed. Looking at Xiaobao's small face, she wanted to kiss her, but there were too many people around her... …

Caesar and Arthur followed the adults, and the group walked slowly towards the shed on the mountain...

The people dispersed one by one, and finally only Hisoka, Wu Ze and Mo Er stood in place watching them leave. Seeing the little disappointed expression on Mo Er's face, Wu Ze couldn't help teasing:

"If Mo'er is reluctant to part with Xiaobao, why not let them learn the pterosaur clan?"

"High Priest, stop joking."

Mo'er's face was hot, really, Wu Ze always liked to make fun of him like this.

Hisoka next to him smiled:

"Cute female, the baby she gave birth to is also so cute. Don't miss it, Mo'er. The little female has been watched by countless males since she was born. Don't be shy about this matter, so as not to miss the opportunity."

Mo'er: ...

Lan hugged Xiaobao and went to the shed with Caesar and Arthur. Considering that Mo'er was not here today, Lan decided to sleep with the children later.

I remembered that I hadn't seen him since the high priest went to take a bath. I went to the shed to check and found that he was already fast asleep. It seemed that he was tired. He came back to sleep after taking a bath.

Lan didn't wake Fanxi up, but Fanxi was quickly woken up by the noise around her. She walked out of the shed and saw everyone started to come back.

Lan came up to him and said:

"High Priest, Mo'er is not here tonight, so I will sleep here with Xiaobao. I think you are very tired, so you should take a good rest. After returning to the tribe, the High Priest still has a lot of things to deal with."

Fanxi rubbed his eyes and nodded: "Well, okay, you guys should also have a good rest..."

After finishing speaking, I felt a fiery gaze sweeping over my body, and when I saw Shangma's deep eyes, my heart skipped a beat, and I hurriedly turned around and walked back to the shed. Really, it was too shameful. After calming down, he felt ashamed to face others .

Madara's hand was lightly clenched and placed at the corner of his mouth to cover up the slightly raised corner of his mouth. It's a pity that the shed is too close and there are so many people in his clan. Otherwise, he would be able to sleep with someone in his arms tonight. Do more intimate things like this. Once again, I won't be shy...

The clansmen went back to their sheds. Madara looked at the crowd carefully, trying to see what was unusual, but found that Lan was also frowning and looking around, especially in the direction of the shed where the elders lived, as if looking for someone.

Madara walked over: "Lan, what are you looking at?"

"Ah...well, Madara-sama..." Lan was taken aback, lowered her head a little guilty and denied, "I...have nothing, didn't see anything..."

Lan is cowardly and timid by nature, so when he feels a little guilty, the expression on his face is obvious. Madara can easily see that he is lying, but he doesn't expose it. After thinking about it, he lowered his head and asked softly:

"Is there anyone who hasn't come back?"

Madara's question is just a guess. After all, there are many people in the tribe, and some of them don't communicate much, so he doesn't know if there are fewer people in the crowd, but Lan probably knows that the relationship between people in the tribe is getting better and better.

Lan looked at him suddenly, panic flashed in his eyes, and finally he bit his lip and lowered his head, as if he was a little entangled.

Seeing this, Madara knew he had guessed right, looked at the sheds in the distance and said again: "Lan..."

Lan struggled a bit before raising his head and answering:

"From the afternoon until now, it seems... I haven't seen Lord Lunza, because I have something to ask him, so I don't mind..."

"Renza?" Madara frowned.

Lan continued to nod:

"Yes... because I will go back tomorrow, Lord Lunza is the leader of the warriors, so I need to find him for some things, but I haven't seen him since this afternoon..."

Although it was just an excuse to ask Lunza about some irrelevant things, he was still a little bit concerned when he didn't see Lunza after the afternoon. After all, Tim and Rosser were not good people...

"Are you sure it's Renza?" Madara asked again as if confirming.

Lan nodded: "Yes."

Spot nodded and said, "Come on, you and I will go ask..."

"Eh?" Lan was taken aback, and hurried to follow, with Madara, no one would say anything about him.

The two quickly walked to the sheds of the elders and the warriors, just outside the shed they ran into Tim who had just returned from the mountain and was about to enter the shed to rest. Tim saw them coming:

"What's the matter with you?"

"We're looking for Lunza." Madara said coldly.

Tim was stunned, and glanced at Lan next to him. Lan shook hands nervously and lightly, and then whispered:

"Because we're going back together tomorrow, there are some things I want to ask Lord Lunza."

Tim didn't respond right away, but stared at Lan with gloomy eyes, Lan didn't dare to look up, the cold gaze made his back sweat.

Madara didn't like Tim's gloomy and naked eyes, so she frowned and coughed twice:

"Ahem, isn't Lunsa here?"

Tim didn't answer, but subconsciously looked at a shed not far away, his brows were wrinkled as if he was a little confused.

Ban said nothing, walked directly towards the shed, only took a few steps, and saw Lunsa coming out of the shed, so he stopped, thinking in his heart, so it was there, he was hiding his breath just now, In addition, there are clansmen around, so you can't feel it if you don't pay attention...

Subconsciously turned around to look at Lan, Lan was also surprised, but obviously relieved, but caught Tim next to him, with a surprised expression on his face, obviously, he didn't know that Lunsa was in the shed , or rather, he never thought that Lunza was in the shed...

Lunsa came over, glanced calmly at Lan behind, and then asked in a low voice:

"What's wrong with you coming to see me so late?"

Lan came up from behind and answered:

"That's right, because I'm going back tomorrow, Madara-sama and I are here to ask, about the salt stones and some fish skins we got in exchange, how did Lord Lunza and the elders arrange it?"

Lenza thought for a moment before saying:

"Bring them back to each other before distributing them. Doesn't Xie Cheng have space? Let's take them back first and then talk about it. Anyway, everyone knows how much you got in exchange, so let him take it back first."

In order to find a topic, Madara asked casually: "The exchange of salt stones this year is so little, do you know what the elders have to say?"

Lunsa frowned: "Let's discuss this when we go back... Degeno and Patriarch Rao can only discuss it."

Lan nodded: "Well, let's go back and talk to him."

Madara raised her eyebrows, nodded, and walked away with Lan, patriarch Rao, what an interesting name, he no longer directly addresses patriarch...

Lunsa saw them go, glanced at Tim, turned around and turned back into the shed, Tim frowned, his eyes were as dark as the night at the moment, he snorted slightly, then turned and walked into his shed.