Chapter 113 Abandoned Female VS Cruel and Evil Snake Man 54
Mo Jue did not take Nanze with him this time, but went to the ferret tribe alone.
The strength of the Ferret Tribe is much worse than that of the Snow Wolf Tribe. There is only one sixth-level orc in Luoshan in the entire tribe.
The rest are all of the fifth level, and there are not many of them. You can count them with a slap.
Mo Jue didn’t pay any attention to such a small tribe.
Moonlight Forest, the habitat of the ferret tribe, and the residence of the leader of the Luoshan tribe.
"Who is it? You dare to break into the patriarch's residence in the middle of the night. Are you tired of living?"
Luoshan sensed something and quickly got up from the bed, looking at him warily. To all sides.
When he saw clearly who was in front of him, his expression became frightened.
Afterwards, he reacted extremely quickly and transformed into a beast. All the ferret fur on his body exploded, revealing his attack state.
Even though he looked calm on the outside, he was actually very panicked inside.
Why?
Why is it the terrifying seventh level Soaring Snake Mo Jue?
Why is it this evil star.
Thinking of the words he scolded Yu Yao today, Luoshan wanted to die.
Didn't I just call you a bitch, and why did you come here to kill me in the middle of the night?
There is no way to pamper a woman like this. Luoshan wanted to cry but had no tears, with a look of despair on his face.
He is only at the sixth level, and he is old, so he is definitely no match for Mo Jue.
Luoshan instinctively wanted to escape, but the terrifying aura exuded by Mo Jue locked onto him, leaving him with no way to escape.
“I heard that you want to unite the Snow Wolf tribe to deal with me? Are you still scolding my female behind my back?”
Looking at Luoshan in an attacking state, Mo Jue didn't take it seriously and spoke lazily.
Luoshan naturally would not admit it, and said in a nonchalant manner: "Haha, what's the matter? Is there some misunderstanding?"
Mo Jue curled his lips and sneered, "Misunderstanding ? I don’t care if it’s a misunderstanding, but you can die tonight.”
Using an understatement, he said extremely cruel words.
Luoshan felt an endless chill in his heart, knowing that he might not be able to escape today, but his strong desire to survive still made him attack quickly.
Even if he knew he was no match, he still wanted to win.
He even deliberately made the noise louder, hoping to attract the help of the orcs from the tribe.
But his idea was destined to fail.
Mo Jue's eyes flashed with ridicule and disdain, and the black light flashed and turned into his true form.
He curled up his snake's tail and twitched it hard.
Although Tail Strike is a very simple skill, it brings all the power of his seventh-level warrior.
Luoshan was too old and his movements were already slow. The snake whip fell on top of his head instantly, whipping him so hard that stars appeared in his eyes and he collapsed on the ground.
"Wow!" I vomited out a large amount of blood and couldn't get up anymore.
It's not that he doesn't want to resist, but facing Mo Jue, the seventh-level Soaring Snake, he has no chance to resist.
It's a complete crushing of strength, without any difficulty.
Knowing that he couldn't run away, Luoshan wanted to die, so as not to suffer another torture before death.
He heard that Yinsen died miserably, even the wolf skin was taken off.
Luoshan didn’t want to end up in that situation.
He gritted his teeth and without waiting for Mo Jue to take action, he slammed into the giant pillar in the room.
There was a loud "bump" and the whole wooden house began to shake, as if it was about to collapse.
Luoshan fell to the ground, the entire ferret's head was deformed by the impact, blood flowed all over the ground, and he died as soon as his head tilted.
“You are self-aware!”
Mo looked desperately at Luoshan’s dead body, stunned for a moment, and then sneered.
He originally planned to peel off the animal skins from Luoshan and make clothes. The mink skin is warm and it would be good to keep it for Yaoer to keep out the cold in the snow season.
But when I think that Yao'er's body is also a ferret, I'm afraid she will feel uncomfortable and refuse to use it.
With this thought, he gave up the idea of peeling off Luoshan animal skins to make clothes.
After Luoshan died, Mo Jue would not stay, and he would disappear in the blink of an eye.
The movement here was not small, and the ferret tribe orcs who heard the movement came quickly. Before they could enter, they smelled a strong smell of blood.
“No, something happened to the patriarch!”
The expression of the orc who came over changed greatly. When he opened the door, he saw Luoshan's true form. His head was so banged that it was deformed. It looked like he had committed suicide.
"What's going on? Why did the patriarch commit suicide?"
"I don't know, but there must have been a fight here just now. The patriarch was afraid that he would have no choice but to commit suicide!"
"No, there is the smell of snake beasts in the air, it's the Black Snake Tribe!"
Knowing that it was the orcs of the Black Snake Tribe who forced the patriarch to commit suicide, the orcs of the Ferret Tribe were stunned.
The Black Snake Tribe is a very powerful tribe, much more powerful than their Ferret Tribe.
How can they take revenge under such circumstances?
Besides, they don’t want revenge.
On the contrary, I feel that Luoshan died well, still occupying the position of clan leader despite his age.
Now that he is dead, the position is finally free.
The orcs in the ferret tribe are all competing for the position of clan leader, but no one cares about Luoshan's affairs.
Of course, no one cares about Luo Bai.
Luo Bai couldn't move his hands and feet and could only lie on the bed. But Luoshan died, and the orcs who originally took care of him no longer cared about him.
No one cares about eating, drinking or sleeping, and the whole house stinks.
Luo Bai couldn't bear such a life, so he simply bit his tongue and committed suicide.
By the time the orcs from the tribe found out, Luo Bai had been dead for several days.
But no one cared.
For a useless orc, death is a kind of relief.
The beast Yu Yao didn't know about the ferret tribe. She was in a very good mood at this time because an orc found a large piece of cotton.
She asked A Wu to watch the children for her, then pulled Mo Jue, who had returned, and hurriedly followed the orc to the mountain col where the cotton was found.
The col is surrounded by mountains on all sides and covers a very large area. At first glance, it is full of wild cotton. The cotton plants are growing very well and have already bloomed with snow-white flowers.
She came at just the right time. If it had been any later, those cotton blossoms would have fallen to the ground.
The cotton wool is pure white. After exploding from the cotton boll, it looks like white clouds, soft and warm.
Mo Jue's eyes were full of surprise and he looked at Yu Yao, "Yao'er, you said this is called cotton. Can it really keep out the cold? Can it also be made into cloth?"
"Of course it's true. The cotton fabric spun from cotton has a soft and delicate texture and good water absorption. It can also be made into cotton jackets and quilts. With it, the snow season will not be so difficult! ”
Yu Yao was really happy. She thought she wouldn't be able to find cotton before the snow season came, but she didn't know that an unexpected surprise came to her.
“So, it is indeed a good thing!”
Mo Jue nodded slightly and said with a smile.
Yu Yao didn't need to say much now, she just took the animal skin bag to pick cotton.
Seeing this, Yu Yao gave him another animal skin bag and warned: "Just pick off the cotton bolls and peel them when we go back. But the quality of the cotton bolls is different. The ones that bloom well are , put the brilliant ones in one bag, and the poor ones in another bag.”
"Okay, I understand!"
Mo Jue nodded slightly to express his understanding.
The orc who discovered the cotton also took two animal skin bags to pick it.
The same is naturally true for Yu Yao.
She worked quickly, and it only took the three of them half an hour to pick the entire cotton field.
The animal skin bags brought over were all filled.
She plans to make the good cotton into quilts and cotton-padded jackets, so that it will not be so cold in the cold snow season.
If there is excess, use it for spinning and weaving.
At present, the main thing is to keep out the cold.
(End of this chapter)