MTL - Heroic Death System-Chapter 186 £02. Run, fox

You can still rely on flexible skills to quickly cross the dog's encirclement and rush to Mutu.

Looking at the orcs around, it is only then that I understand why the original owner can escape from birth under the heavy encirclement. Because he is the most "small" one among all the orcs present. Switching to other worlds, 180 centimeters is not too short, but compared with the orcs who are at least 210 centimeters tall and tall and strong, they are indeed called "small and exquisite." In particular, the lion king Mutu, a back image will cover him tightly, is simply a living meat shield.

I can still think about it while welcoming the dog. His power is not as good as these orcs, he can only rely on skill to deal with them and specialize in their key points. The dexterous figure leaps and jumps in the air, the knife is intertwined, and the blood is splashed. Although there is no arrogance of the lion, there is a gorgeous beauty.

Both sides who are fighting can't help but look at him a few more times. His participation has made the lion's original low momentum rise a bit.

The body of the hyena is a bird-headed dog, with a ferocious heart, a strong hand, a tail with a barb shape, a toxin at the tip of the tail, which can act as a weapon, and the part hit by it will immediately begin to be stiff and paralyzed.

The Lions were first injured by poisonous arrows, and then they were besieged by large groups of hyenas. Rao was physically strong and gradually resisted. The only person who was not poisoned at the scene was only acceptable, but as the battle continued for a longer period of time, his physical strength began to decline.

"Yanu, take the patriarch first!" A young Lion family suddenly rushed to drink.

Several Lions youths were in front of Mutu and wanted to break him. Mutu attracted most of his combat power. At this time, he was already **** and exhausted.

It’s still possible to observe the terrain on the tree just now, and there is a waterfall not far behind, which is their only escape. Under the cover of the other Lions, Mutu and the monk can approach the waterfall a little.

Just as the two were about to fall on the edge of the waterfall, a hyena suddenly rushed from the side, but he was able to fly to Mutu. He could escape the fatal blow, roll a few laps on the ground, roll directly down the wall, and fall into the raging In the waterfall.

Seeing that Mutu disappeared, the remaining Lions also jumped into the water, but the toxins of the hyena made their actions very slow, some drowned directly, while others were killed by the hyenas that were chased. One or two people survived. This result has changed a little from the information that was previously known.

Afterwards, the two survivors fled to the Lions and brought back the news of the dog-dog sneak attack, causing the vigilance of the whole family and the plan of Sit. On the one hand, he organized the tribes to strengthen their guards. On the one hand, they looked around and looked for the whereabouts of Mutu. They secretly contacted the dog-dogs. Once they found Mutu, they asked them to assassinate them.

This is a postscript, skip it for the time being.

It was still difficult to drag the half-conscious Mutu, and quickly swam down the waterway until he turned into a tributary, but he still took Mutu to climb ashore.

Mutu’s face turned blue and his muscles swelled at this time, apparently not yet relaxed from the battle.

It’s still possible to search around for a while, and finally find a relatively hidden cave, but there is already a Lord here, living with a burrowing mouse.

I still want to negotiate with them amicably, but he is a dumb man. He can only use his most primitive violent language to forcibly occupy their residence. At the same time, he said in his heart that he will try to compensate them. After all, the mother is not wearing a group of nephews. easily.

After Mutu was placed, he could run out again to find detoxification herbs and food. The poison of the hyena is not fatal, but it can be numb for several days.

Mutu was stumbled and smelled a medicinal scent. He even felt that someone had helped him and fed him a bowl of bitter hot soup. After drinking, the body immediately became warm and the muscles were not stiff before.

Still squatting on the ground, staring at him intently. As early as the first sight, he determined the identity of his man. As a lion orc, Mutu has a golden curly hair and is about 220 centimeters tall. A well-developed muscle has an explosive power, and the things between the legs are even more unreasonable.

I can still compare the size of my own, I feel a little unbalanced, and the racial difference is not so big! Is it completely discrimination?

In resentment, it is still possible to decide to eat the biggest pheasant he hunted back!

I don't know how long it took, Mutu slowly opened his eyes, first saw a hustle and bustle of fire, and then saw a figure sitting on the side of the fire. He lowered his head slightly, peeling the chestnuts quietly, at his feet, surrounded by a few stretched-necked chestnuts waiting to eat chestnuts. The long white hair almost covered his entire face, a fluffy big tail, swaying gently behind him, making people feel soft and warm.

Is that fox youth Yanu?

Mutu never noticed this dumb orc, only used him as a labor force for the tribe. There are many foreign orcs like him in the tribe, but none of them is lower-key than him. Those orcs are undoubtedly not competing for performance, hoping to gain a place in the tribe.

This attack, Yanu was the first to escape. At that time, he regarded this person as a coward, and his heart was both angry and disdainful, and his impression was extremely poor. But he did not escape, but secretly cleared the archers on the tree and won some vitality for them. In the following battles, he let himself see his agile skill and courage to fear strong enemies.

In contrast... Mutu closed his eyes and concealed the murderousness in his eyes. The ambush was apparently someone who leaked their whereabouts in advance and thought of the tragic Lion soldiers who were filled with anger and hatred.

At this time, the aroma of a barbecue came out.

Mutu opened his eyes and saw that Yanu was kneeling beside him, holding a roast chicken in his hand.

A few long hairs covered his eyebrows like a curtain, revealing only a pretty nose and two hydrated lips.

Mutu wanted to open his hair to see the truth, but the hunger in the belly made him temporarily dismiss the idea.

He sat up and took the roast chicken from Yanu's hand. He bite his mouth and looked at the corner of the burrowing mouse. The heart was a bit strange. Doesn't the fox like to eat rat meat? How do you think they seem to get along very well, is this the reserve grain he prepared for himself?

"Yanu, don't let me leak my whereabouts, wait until I raise my wounds," Mutu reminded.

Still nodded. In fact, he does not need to be reminded, he will not leak, after all, the tribe still hides a speculative Sit, rushing back will only be counted. He has not yet fully obtained the trust of Mutu. Even if he is told that the spies are Sit, it is estimated that he will not believe it, but it may lead to his suspicion.

However, he must help Mutu raise his wounds as soon as possible, otherwise it will be late when the dog breeds enter the Lions.

On the second day, it is still possible to go out early to collect medicine and prey, and keep an eye on whether there is a trail of walking dogs. In the original mountain forest, the products are rich. As long as you have good skills, hunting is only a matter of minutes. You don't have to worry about hungry. Of course, when the cold season is over, the food is scarcer.

When I returned to the cave, the sky was just bright. You can still clean up the pheasant, add a little natural seasoning, and then cover it with leaves, cover it with a layer of bauxite, then put it in the fire and bake it.

Considering the injury on Mutu, several coconut-like fruits were picked. This kind of fruit tastes very bad, but its outer shell can be used as a temporary small pot after hollowing out. It is no problem to cook some soup water.

Lions don't like vegetarian food, but they can make three fresh soups. Of course, the three fresh soups of different worlds are made according to local conditions and tastes are different.

When I was still cooking, the little spotted rats were watching curiously. The mother of the mouse was originally intended to take them away. After all, the foxes are their natural enemies, and they are likely to eat them at any time. The helpless mother was injured not long ago, and she did not have the strength to escape. She could only wait for the death of the gray, who knows that they met a fox who does not eat rat meat. Not only do you have to die, but you also enjoy free treatment and ample food supply.

The little calf is a newborn calf, but there is no fear of it. A few chestnuts are like a squirrel like a brother and sister.

Mutu woke up when he was still out of the cave, and kept closing his eyes until he came back, and his heart was inexplicably down to earth.

Listening to the outside, probably guessing that he is cooking. After recollecting the barbecue that I had last night, Mutu realized that the food was delicious, and suddenly felt the tongue and mouth, and was hungry.

The lions have a big appetite. The chicken was only eaten a few times last night. (Can't: Well, the big one was eaten by me, don't thank me.)

After waiting for a long time, I finally saw that I could walk in, holding half a shell in my hand, but not for Mutu, but he was sent to the injured spotted mouse.

Mutu glanced sharply at the fat mouse, and then looked at Shangke with dissatisfaction: the head of the family is here, do you give priority to the reserve grain? It is already fat enough, no need to feed, wash it directly!

After a few more minutes, I finally came to him with food.

It was only when Mutu saw something in his hand that he immediately became silent. This thing, no matter from which point of view, is just a piece of mud! Do you feed the fat rats to drink soup, but let the patriarch eat the soil?

I still didn't pay attention to the resentment in Mutu's eyes. I placed the mud on the ground and hit it with stones. I only heard a few squeaking sounds, the cracked clay shells, and the narrow caves were suddenly filled with a strong fragrance.

Carefully peel the leaves wrapped around the leaves to reveal the tender chicken inside.

Mutu resisted the swallowing movement, tried to maintain his majesty and stared blankly at the food on the ground. Looking at the knife, I can cut the meat. He really wants to scream: Don't cut it, give it to me!

You can put the cut muscles in the leaves and meet Mutu.

Mutu pretended to take it calmly and took a sip. At the moment of the chicken entrance, his heart immediately gave birth to an indescribable sense of satisfaction: how, what, will, this, what, good, eat!

It is still visible that his eyebrows stretched and he was very happy to eat. The curled hair seemed to be rippling.

Although it is a mighty and domineering lion, it can't change the boring traits of being a feline...