Beast World Sweet Pet: I rely on the foundation to become a boss

After not rushing to the pain for a long time, Luoyang opened his eyes and was stunned. The previous snake beast was shot in one eye and was holding its head up and neighing in pain.

"Luoyang, are you okay?" Hongguo ran over to help Luoyang up, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, and Chuan and another orc came with him.

"Damn it, you actually came here to hurt the sub-orcs, I'll bite them to death." Chuan saw Shui lying on the side from a distance, not sure if it was dead or alive.

"Wait a minute, do you see the place on his body where I shot the arrow? Just bite there." Luo Yang pointed to the snake beast that he had injured seven inches before, and Chuan nodded to the other beastman, turned into a tiger, and jumped on it madly. Bite, and killed two already injured snake orcs in a few bites.

"Shui, Shui, how are you?" After killing the snake orc, Chuan immediately went to check on Shui, picked him up and patted his face gently.

"Chuan?" Shui woke up in a daze.

"It's great that you're awake." Chuan cried with joy.

"Chuan, I, I'm sorry, Tribe, I'm sorry." Shui said intermittently.

"Don't talk, I'll take you to see a witch doctor..." Chuan felt that Shui's life was getting weaker and weaker, so he was about to hug him.

"No..." Shui raised his hand with difficulty to stop Chuan;

"Chuan, go, go, go... Puff!" Shui tried hard to say something, but spat out a big mouthful of blood, "Go, go..." The blood in his mouth became more and more, Shui opened his eyes wide, The hand suddenly dropped down.

"Water, water! Talk, talk." Chuan yelled in pain, and tried to slap Shui on the cheek, but his eyes were still wide open, and he didn't say another word.

"No!" Luo Yang suddenly remembered what he had seen before. This water clearly knew these snake orcs, could it be?

"Chuan, Hongguo, go and have a look at the cave where the food is stored, ahem!" Luoyang grabbed Hongguo anxiously.

"Luoyang, don't worry!" Hongguo also sensed that something was wrong. She glanced at Chuan and was still immersed in the pain of dying in the water. At this time, the house orcs ran out when they saw the danger, and asked them to take care of Luoyang and gritted their teeth. Run to see the cave where the food is stored.

Luoyang felt that he hurriedly asked another orc to chase after Hongguo.

"Ahem, everyone, go back to your room. Those who have bows and arrows should bring their bows and arrows. If you get together, don't disperse." Luoyang worried that he felt a little warm when he saw so many people running out.

"Go to my room, I keep a lot of bamboo arrows." Joe stood up and said that he lost his partner and child, so he has been living with the single orc.

"Hey, everyone go to Uncle Qiao's." Luo Yang stood up with Uncle Qiao's hand. The tail of the snake orc just now is not light, and it will take time to heal itself.

Qiao helped Luoyang back to his room, and all the sub-orcs who lived here soon came over, some with bows and arrows, and those without bows and arrows also took some usual tools as weapons.

"What should we do now? The orcs don't know what's going on." Someone asked anxiously.

"That's right, what should we do." All the orcs from other races have arrived behind the tribe, and they don't know what's going on outside;

"Qing lives outside, I don't know how he is." The sub-orc man was worried about his future partner, sobbing.

"Everyone, don't panic. The situation outside is not as bad as you think." Luo Yang comforted everyone. He had already told everyone the weakness of the Snake Clan orcs when he came, and he believed that the Tiger Clan would definitely win.

"Yes, everyone, don't panic, the orcs in our tribe are very powerful, we have to believe that they can defeat those hateful orcs." Joe also stood up and said.

Maybe it was the identity of Elder Qiao who brought everyone a sense of security, or maybe it was the identity of the wise man in Luoyang that made everyone trust his words. For a while, the Asian orcs really calmed down, waiting quietly, waiting for the news of the victory of the tribe. .

The sound of shouting and killing outside is still going on, and the hearts of the sub-orcs have been hanging high. Everyone is worried about their clansmen, and whether those orcs they are familiar with will never be seen again in the future. Some people cry, but there is no sound The tears are even more worrying.

"Roar!"

"Roar" "Roar!"

Tiger roars came one after another, and the anger and joy in the voices did not need to be carefully distinguished.

"We won, the orcs won!" Uncle Joe stood up in surprise.

"Win, win!"

"Great, we won."

The Asian orcs ran out of the room one after another, weeping with joy.

"It's not good, Luoyang, it's not good..."