mad dog plus three

After a period of turmoil, the people of the Moor tribe gathered together. When the news reached the ears of all the orcs, most of the orcs did not believe it.That simple tea shop looks very inconspicuous, and if there is such a good thing, why not directly provide it to the alliance, and then let the alliance distribute it instead of setting up a roadside stall?

"Grandpa, grandpa, what are they talking about?" The little werewolf asked the old werewolf curiously.

The old werewolf absently explained to his grandson: "It is said that the tea shop sells food that can defend against and cure demonic infection."

The little werewolf tilted his head, didn't quite understand, and asked naively: "Will Mom and Dad get better after eating the food in this tea shop?"

The old werewolf's heart ached, his eyes darkened, and he coaxed his grandson, "Maybe."

The little werewolf immediately urged the old werewolf: "Grandpa, grandpa, let's go buy it, I miss my dad and mom."

The old werewolf had a sore nose, but seeing his little grandson looking at him expectantly, the old werewolf was upset and decided to go over and have a look.

The Moor tribe was in a mess at this time, and everyone was talking about it.

The old werewolf was old and had bad legs. He ran slowly and was on the periphery when he was driven back. It was easier to get out of the crowd now.

The tea stand was empty, the chief and the old shaman were discussing with the respected people in the tribe, and other orcs did not dare to approach the tea stand.

The old werewolf walked hesitantly to the tea stand with his grandson in his arms.

The little werewolf gulped and got closer. The food smelled even more delicious.

"How are you, old man, would you like a bowl of tea? We can give away a bowl of meat porridge." Jiasan greeted a guest enthusiastically when he finally saw a guest come to the door.

The others also turned their heads to look at the grandparents of the old werewolf.

The old werewolf smiled wryly, licked his lips, and asked in a low voice, "How do you sell the tea?"

"There are nine hundred and ninety-nine magic crystals in a bowl of tea, which is of high quality and low price, and the effect is extraordinary." Jiasan said sincerely.

The old werewolf was choked by the high price, but if the tea and the meat porridge provided really had the effect the other party said, then the price was definitely not expensive, on the contrary, it was very cheap.

"I heard from the chief that your tea can prevent the infection of the devil's energy for three months. And the meat porridge can heal the patients infected with the devil's energy?"

"Yes."

"Can it be cured even if the infection is almost a month old? Can it really be cured?"

Jiasan said solemnly: "I can swear, as long as it is not a special case, it should be cured. But if you are worried, you can bring the patient to me, and I will show him in person."

When the old werewolf heard the young man's affirmative answer, his expression suddenly became excited, "I, I don't have so many magic crystals now, can I exchange them with other things?"

"Yes, the equivalent value or what the owner thinks is suitable. If you have healthy and capable adults in your family, you can also sign a contract with us as a laborer."

"Old Huibei, what are you doing?" The chief saw the old werewolf running to the tea stall, and hurriedly brought people over, fearing that his clansmen would suffer.

The old werewolf trembled his lips and said to the chief: "I, I want to buy two bowls of tea and meat porridge, no, I want to buy three bowls."

"You are stupid!" The chief pulled the old werewolf away, looked at the little werewolf in his arms, leaned close to the old werewolf's ear, and whispered to him: "Your son and daughter-in-law are already..., you can do anything now!" That's too late."

"No, there's still time." The old werewolf murmured.

"What do you mean?" The chief frowned.

The old werewolf was extremely apologetic and said nervously: "I, I didn't get rid of them. I can't do it, and I don't want others to do it. Let me tell you that I have already got rid of them. In fact, I hid them."

"What are you talking about! You are so stupid! Have you ever thought that if they pass the one-month infection period, they will turn into those monsters after they die!" the chief scolded angrily.

"I know, I know..." the old werewolf burst into tears, "I tied them up and put them in a trap, a deep trap, covered with stones, they can easily..."

"What's the use of this? It's not like you don't know how powerful those mutated monsters are! Where are they? Hurry up and take me and the soldiers there! We must kill them before they die of natural illness."

The old werewolf couldn't stop shaking his head, subconsciously hugging his grandson tightly, the little werewolf struggled, the old werewolf quickly let go, the little werewolf jumped to the ground, shaking his head and tail.

The chief grabbed the old werewolf and forced him to take someone to find his infected son and daughter-in-law.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the little werewolf rushed into the tea stand.

Jiasan and the others saw the little werewolf and let him in specially, otherwise the little guy would be thrown away.

The little guy is not afraid of anything, staring at a pair of round eyes, wagging his tail, and looking at them with his fingers in his mouth.

"Come on, have a bowl of tea first." Jiasan poured out a small bowl of tea and handed it to the little werewolf.

The little werewolf took it, probably in his mind, tea is not something precious, so he drank it with a gulp.

Jiasan took another bowl of meat porridge, handed it to the little guy, and said with a smile: "Take tea and meat porridge at the same time, not only can cure the infection of magic energy, but also prevent it semi-permanently. It seems that you are the first one today. For the sake of a guest, tea and meat porridge are given to you, be careful not to burn it."

The little werewolf blinked his big eyes, and only grasped one important point, the big brother gave him the porridge to eat!

Jiasan saw that the little werewolf stretched out his small hand to hug the porridge bowl, instead of drinking it himself, he wobbled and hugged the porridge bowl to find his grandfather.

The chief is still arguing with the old werewolf, and many people are also scolding the old werewolf, saying that his actions will kill many people, and saying that he has not remembered so many lessons before?Everyone agreed upon things, they should be followed.

The old werewolf was powerless to argue, and he also knew that what he did was not good, so he just repeated: "Everyone is going to migrate, they are in a trap, and they cannot catch up."

"Chief, chief!" A soldier pulled the chief and motioned him to look back.

The chief turned his head angrily, his eyes widening suddenly.

I saw the grandson of the old werewolf, and the little werewolf was walking this way holding a steaming and fragrant wooden bowl.

Someone salivated at the meat porridge held by the little werewolf, and the chief immediately shouted: "Get out of the way! Let that little guy come over."

The old werewolf also saw the little werewolf, he was startled, and couldn't help cursing himself for not being optimistic about his grandson.

"Grandpa, grandpa, have porridge!" The little werewolf raised the wooden bowl.

The old werewolf's eyes were red, he squatted down, held the porridge bowl that was about to spill, and asked his little grandson worriedly: "Where did you get this meat porridge?"

The little werewolf spread out a small paw and pointed to the tea stall behind, "That big brother gave it to me."

"Really? Since he gave it to you, drink it. Grandpa won't be hungry." The old werewolf was grateful in his heart, and forced his little grandson to eat first.

The chief panicked: "Shut up! Don't eat! Lao Hui is mad at you. Who knows what's in the tea and meat porridge. You dare to give it to your grandson before you figure it out. At least let the big shaman see it first."

When the little werewolf heard that his grandfather let him eat, you are welcome. He was already starving, so he picked up the porridge bowl and buried his head in it, and drank it in big gulps.

When adding three porridge bowls to the little werewolf, the temperature has been lowered a lot to prevent the little werewolf from being scalded.

The little werewolf drank in a hurry, and the chief wanted to stop him, but another old werewolf was separated. When he stretched out his hand, the little werewolf was already licking the bowl.

Chief: "...how can I say hello to you!"

The old werewolf thought, the young man of the Xia clan doesn't look like a bad guy, and the opponent even has dragons and dragon knights, would such a powerful force use such troublesome means to deal with a group of half-dead orcs who have come to an end?

The old werewolf felt that the chief and the big shaman were right to be careful, just as they ordered that those infected with magic energy must be executed for more than half a month, in order to avoid greater harm.

But there are some things that I can understand, but I can't accept it when it really happened to me.And sometimes, taking risks is necessary.

The old werewolf rubbed his grandson's head and asked him, "Are you full? Is there any discomfort?"

"Very full, not uncomfortable." The little guy raised a small paw and rubbed his eyes, "Grandpa, I'm sleepy."

The chief immediately said: "Look, something went wrong?"

The old werewolf picked up his grandson, picked up the wooden bowl and walked towards the tea stand.

The chief had a headache and had to follow.

And some orcs also wanted to ask the owner of the tea stall for a bowl of meat porridge that didn't require magic crystals, so they swarmed over.

The old shaman sighed, and passed by on crutches.

The old werewolf returned the wooden bowl to Jiasan, and asked him with a worried face: "My grandson fell asleep after eating the meat porridge, is he alright?"

Add three smiles, "It's okay. Did the little guy eat or sleep well during this time? His body is a bit damaged. The bowl of meat porridge, heals the disease but not strengthens the body. The energy is very gentle, just to nourish the little guy. He gets sleepy because his body needs sleep to repair."

The old werewolf was relieved when he heard the words. The orcs sometimes lacked herbal medicine for treatment, and they would also use sleep to recover.

The chief didn't understand why the old werewolf believed in the young man of the Xia tribe so much.

"Do you want to buy tea and meat porridge for your family?" Jiasan asked.

The old werewolf nodded, pleadingly: "I don't have so many magic crystals, but I'm still capable. I'm willing to work for you, even as your slave, as long as my son and daughter-in-law can recover."

"where are they?"

"They are in Wanku Mountain, two days away from here, and I hid them there."

Jiasan: "...it's a little far away."

The old werewolf hurriedly said: "I can sign the contract, and I'll send it over. As long as it's delivered and let them drink it, I'll come back."

Jiasan looked at the chief and the old shaman who came close, knowing that they still didn't quite believe his words, "Well, I'll go with you, you're too slow by yourself, we'll bring him here for on-the-spot treatment."

Of course, the old werewolf did not disagree. He handed his grandson to the chief to watch temporarily, and was thinking about how the Xia clan youth would take him there, when he saw a pink lantern-shaped carriage suddenly appearing outside the tea stall...

The corner of Jiasan's mouth twitched: The bastard's beautiful aesthetic is getting more and more terrifying, and I don't know if he was deliberately teasing him.

"I think as a king, he should have his majesty." Add three voice transmissions to Temei.

"Where is the pink color not majestic? Well, you are His Highness and you are the biggest, so you can change it." Temei reluctantly changed the color and shape of the carriage.

Looking at the black and gold carriage full of aristocratic style, Jiasan was not picky anymore, it was much better than the pink lantern carriage just now.

"Reynolds, I'll come as soon as I go."

Renault raised his face and nodded his lips.

Jiasan... bowed his head speechlessly, kissed him, rubbed him again, and handed over the stall to Seagull and the others.

The old werewolf was very cramped when he was invited into the carriage, Jiasan waited for him to sit firmly, and immediately let Temei set off.

The chief really wanted to send two soldiers to follow, but the car flew into the sky in a blink of an eye, and there was no chance for them to discuss it.

The orcs of the Moore tribe looked up at the sky, and the speeding car disappeared after a while.

The old shaman whispered to the chief: "These people are very powerful, and they don't need to deal with us old, weak, sick and disabled."

"Do you believe them? Do you believe that they really have food that can deal with demonic energy?" The chief also whispered back.

The old shaman touched the little werewolf's little face, and after confirming that the little guy was really just asleep, he said softly, "Believe it or not, we'll find out when Old Huibei brings his son and daughter-in-law over."

The chief fell silent.If what Lao Huibei did was not a special situation like today, once it was exposed, he would have no good fruit to eat. Other orcs in the tribe would tear him apart for the safety of himself and his family.

Everyone thought it would be a long wait.

But just as Jiapipi and the others made a table of dumplings, the flying car that flew out just now fell from the sky.

The chief also said strangely: "Did they forget something?"

The car door opened, and the old werewolf came out first, then turned around, and dragged out the two werewolves who were firmly tied up.

The flying car disappeared, and Jiasan stood where he was, helping the old werewolf put his son and daughter-in-law to the ground.

The couple kept struggling, with cloth balls stuffed in their mouths and whining noises, their expressions were distorted, as if they were about to rush up and fight for their lives.

Jiasan pulled out the cloth ball from the mouth of one of the male werewolves, and pinched his chin to keep him from moving.

Ryan held the tea bowl in his left hand and the porridge in his right, standing beside Kasan.

Seagull & Xia Youguang: Flatterers!Is it amazingly fast?

Jiasan took the meat porridge from Ryan, raised his hand and poured it into the werewolf's mouth.

At this time, the chief, the great shaman and many warriors of the Moor tribe gathered around, wanting to see if the meat porridge could really dispel the evil energy.

All the moor orcs onlookers held their breath, expecting a miracle to happen, but already denying this possibility in their hearts.

The werewolf was still wriggling, trying to get out of Jiasan's control, but after the meat porridge was poured into his mouth, he seemed to know that it was a good thing, maybe he was hungry?Immediately, he stopped struggling, but hooked his head and swallowed.

Jiasan suspected that he heard a weird scream, but he was not sure where the scream came from.

Lei Nuo got up suddenly and walked to Jiasan's side.

A bowl of meat porridge was quickly finished, and Jiasan took the tea bowl from Ryan and poured a bowl of tea into the werewolf.

The old werewolf watched nervously, not daring to blink.

Add three to feed the male werewolf, and then go to feed the female werewolf.

After finishing the two werewolves in a short while, Jiasan stood up and smiled at Renault.

Renault opened the soul channel: "Did you hear any sound?"

"You mean the kind that doesn't belong to humans?"

"Correct."

"I heard it, twice."

"It seems that the abyss virus has evolved, and this thing is getting stronger."

"Are you worried about the failure of super MSG?"

"No, I'm worried about the dosage. The super monosodium glutamate is used in this, and it should be used in large quantities for a long time. It is too wasteful. It is better to find a substitute."

"I will work with you to find a way, and Uncle Dong also said that he will try his best."

Renault held Jiasan's hand, his eyes were extremely gentle.

Add three back grips to Raynor.Having an intimate relationship is different. He used to feel that it was okay if Renault was not in front of him, and it was more or less separated, but now he is used to sleeping on the same bed with Renault at night. If he does not see Renault for a while, he will Will miss each other's body temperature and smell very much.And the previous sense of estrangement is basically gone now. Although the two of them have not yet reached the level of old husband and old husband, there will be an inexplicable sense of tacit understanding.

I feel the same way about coming to Renault.

The seagull took a deep breath: It seems that they are inseparable.Are they really inseparable?I really want to destroy it.

Jiapipi suddenly patted the seagull.

Seagull looked at him with a sunny smile on his face.

Xia Youguang shivered when he saw the seagull's sunny smile.

There was a layer of black air on Jiapipi's palm, and he said lightly to the seagull: "Do you want to be contaminated with mold?"

Little Red Riding Hood spits at the gull to let the gull know that the guy hasn't brushed his teeth for at least three days.

Seagull smiled gently: "Do you want to know how you will die in the future?"

Jiasan happened to see Seagull and Jiapipi talking, and he couldn't help saying to Lei Nuo with relief: "Maybe they have been together for a long time, and they have such a good relationship."

Renault: "...um." What can he say?I can only go along with it.

Lane pretended he hadn't heard anything.

"Look! Look! They don't struggle anymore, they seem to be very peaceful." Someone from the Moore tribe exclaimed, pointing at the werewolf couple lying on the ground and kept shouting.

The chief and the old shaman couldn't bear it, and went to check in person.

The old shaman touched the cheeks of the werewolf couple, and then touched the top of their heads.

"Master Shaman, how are they?" the chief asked eagerly.

The old shaman slowly opened the eyelids of the werewolf couple and looked.One of the signs of magic infection, red eyes, and now the couple's eyes have returned to normal, and all the bloodshot eyes have disappeared.

The old shaman had already made a judgment in his mind, but he still wanted to wait, so he pushed the male werewolf, forcing him to wake him up.

The werewolf slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clearly confused, "Master Shaman? This is... ah!"

The werewolf remembered and immediately turned over and sat up.

The people around him were startled, and the chief wanted to drag the old shaman away, but the old shaman waved his hand to say no.

Looking at the male werewolf again, his mind was clear and his reaction was very human. When he saw his wife lying next to him, he hurried forward to look at him and whispered his wife's name.

The old werewolf covered his mouth and cried, his son is healed!Really recovered!

Others looked at the male werewolf, full of disbelief, and ecstatic at the same time, but there were also many people who were heartbroken!

If they also hid their infected relatives instead of killing them, would they still be able to recover now?

Suddenly, someone pushed through the crowd and rushed in front of Jiasan, and he knelt down: "My lord, save my husband! He was also infected, but my family and I didn't kill him, we also hid him Yes, it’s also in Wanku Mountain. My lord, I beg you, as long as you can save my husband, I’ll do whatever I want!”

"My lord, save my child! He was also infected, and I hid him in the cellar at home."

"My lord, I hid my mother in Wanku Mountain."

"My lord, save my wife..."

The chief of the Moore tribe stared straight at his eyes.These bastards!He thought that they had cleaned up all his infected family members, but he didn't expect so many people to be obedient and obedient!

In the past, he must have scolded these bastards to death, and taught them all a lesson according to the tribal rules, but today... He hides it so fucking well!

The chief wailed.He also has a family, and his family is also infected by the evil spirit, and as the chief, he must take the lead.If, if he is also selfish, is there a chance for them to reunite today?

The chief was crying uncontrollably, the old shaman sighed, patted his back, and comforted him.

Jiasan also felt uncomfortable.

Renault interjected: "That Wanku Mountain is very suitable for Tibetans?"

Jiasan nodded, and couldn't help saying: "It's very suitable for Tibetans. There are caves and caves everywhere. If you are not familiar with the roads there, you will easily fall into the pit."

While talking, the werewolf's wife also woke up. They, the old werewolf and the little werewolf, hugged and cried together as a family of four.

The orcs of the Moore tribe saw the miracle happen with their own eyes, and they were all half crazy. Many people rushed to the tea stand desperately, fearing that they would not be able to make it.