Chapter 559 - 558, Wake Me Up_1
The tent suddenly fell silent.
"I can’t believe those Serra Tribe bastards have succeeded in our own tribe, abducting Shaman Ji Nuan this way."
Chief Meng Zhuo uttered through his gritted teeth.
The faces of the orcs were all somber.
Meng Tai stood up: "I’ll go check on Ya Li and Fu Yi. As soon as they wake up, we need to tell them about this immediately."
Meng Zhuo suddenly looked up at him: "Son, the Watson Tribe currently has only one evolved orc, Chief Ge Xing. When the others wake up, come tell me. I need to discuss something with them."
Meng Tai understood what his father wanted to say. He nodded solemnly and left the tent.
Meanwhile, in the forest, the orcs of the Serra Tribe failed to notice a small bulge moving under the beast skin clothing on Ji Nuan’s chest. After struggling for a while, it carefully started moving again as if with difficulty.
After a long struggle, a small head finally peeked out from the collar of Ji Nuan’s clothes. It had round eyes, constantly twitching whiskers, and cutely round ears.
If Ji Nuan were awake, he would definitely have recognized it. It was none other than the mini-version of Xiu Yan.
Xiu Yan looked at Ji Nuan, still unconscious, and analyzed his surroundings with his ears twitching. A touch of coldness passed through his eyes. He stretched out his tiny tongue to lick Ji Nuan’s cheek, before retreating back into her clothes to rest and regain his strength.
It was that Scorpion Orc. That means the young tribal chief is also involved. That Scorpion Orc was brought into the Monte Tribe by him.
Xiu Yan felt a bit weak and couldn’t help but sneer. Ya Li was a big talker, but when faced with a simple poison from the Scorpion Orc, he had no resistance at all. He would surely make fun of Ya Li for this when he got back.
On the morning of the third day, Ji Nuan finally woke up. After being dazed for a while, he sat up in confusion. Above him was the blue sky and white clouds.
Where was he?
"Brother Xiu Yan, have we already set off? Why didn’t you wake me up?" Ji Nuan was fixing his hair, complaining with a pout.
The little lion cub raised its paw helplessly on her chest, thinking: ’Little girl, you still don’t understand what has happened.’
A foreign voice from behind startled Ji Nuan: "Shaman Ji Nuan is finally awake. If you woke up any later, we would have already reached the tribe."
Ji Nuan stiffened his hair-fixing hand, realizing something was wrong. He rubbed his misty eyes, looked again and saw...
Black wings...
Black???
This was not Brother Xiu Yan!!!
Grabbing the orc’s feathers beneath her, Ji Nuan loudly demanded, "Who are you?"
The orc groaned in pain. This female had quite the grip! It felt like he was about to lose all his feathers.
He had no choice but to plea: "Shaman Ji Nuan, please be gentle, we’re gonna fall if I lose all my feathers."
Ji Nuan was too preoccupied to pay attention to his pleas, pulling even harder and leaving a bald patch on the orc’s back.
Realizing she meant business, the orc quickly said: "Don’t you recognize me? I’m the disciple of the Shaman from the Serra Tribe. We’ve met in Chief Meng Zhuo’s tent."