After rushing like this for two days, even though he was full of energy, he felt a little unbearable. The main reason was that he had to take care of Rong Qian, but he could not turn into a beast-shaped body to restore his physical strength, and he had to worry about it raining.

It is not easy to find a place to shelter from the rain on the grassland. If the sick Rong Qian gets in another rain, Lang feels that his previous efforts will be wasted - he doesn't want the female who has turned into a corpse.

Both body and spirit are being consumed. Lang can persist for two days and two nights, which has already caused Rong Qian to increase the assessment of the physical strength limit of orcs in this world.

Before, Rong Qian thought that what Lang said about two days was really only two days. When Rong Qian got on the road, she realized that Lang's so-called journey was really like that day and night.

In addition, the daytime here is twelve hours more than the earth, which means that the daytime will last about twenty hours and about twelve hours at night.

Running for more than 30 hours a day, and at the speed of Lang's long legs running wildly, Rong Qian barely converted it in a daze. It took them ordinary people on Earth to rest at a constant speed, which would take about hundreds of hours.

I don’t know where Zhao Xing and the others have gone, as if the direction of the Yan tribe is similar to the direction they left.

However, such a vast world, if you go a little bit off, you will be thousands of miles apart, and Rong Qian just thought about it casually.

"Don't be afraid, with me here, the single beasts in the tribe dare not do anything to you. I will take you to find the priest Emu first."

Rong Qian shivered in Lang's arms because of a high fever. Lang thought Rong Qian was afraid, so he comforted her casually.

After taking care of this painstakingly for two days, Lang was reluctant to let the female die casually. She always felt that it was too much of a loss.

"Thank you, I feel fine, otherwise we will go back to your house first, so you can take care of your hair and eat something."

Rong Qian guessed that her current situation had changed from a high fever to a low fever, but she felt fine.

Rong Qian was grateful to Lang, and was a little afraid of him at first. After all, she was still a lion no matter what. But Lang herself always stopped all the way. Only when she was feeling uncomfortable or hungry would she slightly deviate from the route to find her easy-to-get milk fruit.

I heard that the females and children in the tribe will eat milk fruits when they are sick and uncomfortable. Rong Qian guessed that there should be nutrition in the milk fruits that enhance resistance.

After all, it is rare that she could barely survive even though she had delayed for several days without receiving treatment.

Lang snorted unhappily, said nothing, and hugged Rong Qian and strode up the hill.

There is a fence surrounded by wood on the hillside. The fence is tall and the top is sharp. There is also a kind of thorn that looks very difficult to deal with in the gaps of the fence. The dense hook-like thorns seem to flash with sharp blue-black light under the sunlight.

There is a lower fence inside the fence, with only spears placed obliquely in the outside direction, and there is no inside, much like the ancient horse-rejecting pole.

A gate was opened toward this side. Outside the gate was a wide trench. When the male orc guarding the gate saw Lang and Rong Qian, he whistled from afar, turning his tone, as if he was conveying some information.

When Lang heard this, he also whistled with one hand to respond. He quickly put down the suspension bridge and looked at Lang curiously.

"Lang, how did you bring a female back from outside? Did you grab it back?"

A man with a short fur skirt with a yellow and brown hair on his waist was slightly thin and thin, holding a spear in his hand. When Lang walked up the suspension bridge in three or two steps, he couldn't wait to ask Lang while looking at the female in Lang's arms curiously.

This female is so small. It seems like there is only a small group in Lang's arms. Maybe her mother and he are from the same clan, but the females in their clan cannot have such white and tender skin.

Unfortunately, I was wearing strange fur and stuff on my feet. I don’t know if the other parts of my body were so white except for my face and hands.

Rong Qian glanced at the other party and found that the other party had no animal characteristics, only a monkey tattoo on his chest.

Thinking of Lang being so angry that he said he was a single beast, Rong Qian guessed that the male beast should already have a female.

Lang proudly slammed Rong Qian in his arms, scaring Rong Qian's hand that wrapped around his neck tightened twice.

This performance made Lang feel more satisfied. He also showed a proud expression on his face, and he raised his eyebrows with his lips and raised his eyebrows, "Sui, today is you and the Brown Guard? I was not a robbery, I picked it up!"

Rong Qian was speechless, and while comparing the appearance characteristics of the male beast, she tried to write down the names of the other person in Lang's mouth as much as possible, she silently complained: Why do you say that robbing sounds more majestic than picking up?

However, the male beasts surrounding them all showed envious expressions. The four male beasts with beast-shaped characteristics on their bodies were obviously single beasts and even said "wow" at the same time.

In addition to the bear tattooed brown and monkey tattooed Sui, there are four other guards.

In fact, there are usually only two people guarding the gate, one is the brown bear prototype, and the other is the smaller monkey prototype.

The other four single beasts patrolled the edge of the tribe. They happened to patrol nearby. When they heard the whistle, they knew that someone was coming, so they hurried over.

The male beasts guarding the gate in the tribe are generally older and calm and experienced in fighting the enemy, while the patrol team is a young beast that happens to stay in the hunting team.

These four young beasts grew up with Lang. At this time, they saw Lang picking up a female and coming back. They were so envious that they were about to flow out. They surrounded Lang and tried to find out where Lang had picked it up. Maybe they could also try their luck.

That's right, compared to the behavior that may cause trouble, the male beasts are even more envious of picking up, because females can rely on picking up, which means that the male beast is too lucky.

For them, luck is the blessing of the beast god, and even the priests should praise it.

"This female was thrown away by her companions after she got sick. I am going to find the priest Emu to treat her. If you want to pick it up, you can go to the grass near the Eludo Forest and bring Ao. There are several females in her companion."

This grassland is collectively called the Hafel Prairie, and different regions have different names. They are named after the nearest forest near the grassland. Just like the area where their tribe is located, it is called the Red Prairie because of the forest behind the tribe.

Lang has no idea how despicable it is to let his companions chase single females. Anyway, such a group of single females without the aura of male animals will be cheaper if they are not brought back by male animals in their tribe.

This "other" not only includes other tribes, but also includes beasts on the grassland.

Rong Qian didn't say anything. She obviously thought of this. As far as she knows, this tribe is pretty good. If Zhao Xing and the others could be found by the beasts of the Flame Tribe before they met the beast, it might be a blessing.

I heard that there are really single females, and even the calm brown couldn't help but show cautious eyes. "How could there be so many single females? And they also let them give up such an excellent female in order to rush forward. Could it be which tribe launched the war? Even the females could not accept it, and they didn't know which tribe they belong. We must tell the chief about this, maybe we should send a team out to find the group of females."

No matter how they discussed Lang, he had to tell them everything he could, but the rest had to be told to my father.

Mr. Brown asked a man in the patrol to guard the door first, and he followed Lang to quickly go to the wooden house where the priest was.

Brown is the captain who is mainly responsible for internal security issues of the tribe. There are also more than a dozen slightly older or injured and unable to go out to hunt. They are all male beasts responsible for the tribe's safety.

The residences in the Yan tribe are basically stilted wooden houses, with steps in front of the door and the floors are inlaid with large wooden boards. I don’t know how they were built. Anyway, they are very thick and durable, and have absolutely great load-bearing ability, because Rong Qian found that there were more than a dozen tall male beasts standing in the priest’s wooden house, but there was no creaking.

Although there are not many trees on the grassland, there will be forests one by one. For the male beasts, it is not difficult to transport some wood from a distance to come back.

The Yan tribe is a relatively large-scale tribe and has a long history. Whether it is the words, languages ​​and even customs handed down by the beast god, they are well preserved.

I heard that some remote small tribes have forgotten the language and text of the beast god, so it has become difficult to communicate with the outside world. When dealing with those small tribes, large tribes have a sense of superiority, and there will also be such small tribes that choose to integrate into the large tribe and become subordinates.

It is precisely because the beast god culture is preserved very completely that the priest narrowed his eyes when he saw Rong Qian, turned around and found a parchment book and flipped it out.

Lang was a young male beast who couldn't stand his temper. Seeing that the priest was still going to flip through the things that gave the beast a headache, he suddenly became impatient, frowned, and his feet were also walking around, "Em, you can see her first, otherwise when you finish flipping, this female should die of illness."

Not every orc can be called a priest who sacrifices Emu. The priests demand never to marry for life. Rong Qian guessed that this was to prevent the tribe chief from being sovereign, but now it seems that this effect is getting worse and worse.

Lang is the only son of the chief and the next heir of the chief. His biological daughter Emu is the priest's younger sister, so he called this. In the Yan tribe, Lang is also considered a third generation official.

This is also the result of Rong Qian's silent observation. Those male beasts that look obviously older than Lang respect the priests and treat Lang very carefully.

Unexpectedly, Lang had such an unusual identity. Rong Qian was thinking deeply about the rules of this tribe, and couldn't help but complain in her heart that she seemed to be lucky.

After all, if Lang brought her back, it might be a little easier for her to stay and live in this tribe.

The Priest is a woman who doesn't look young. Her hair is black and her face is like folds on a tree bark, layered, but her eyes look particularly bright.

Rong Qian was always very quiet. Lang was placed on a piece of animal skin near the window of the wooden house and said nothing. She just squinted her eyes and paid slouchingly to pay attention to the people and arrangements in the house.

There is only one wooden house, which is not particularly large in size and is very simple to arrange. The fur here beside the window should be for sleeping. There are two shelves on the left and right sides near the door, and some debris are placed on one side. When you look rough, you will see dried fruits, clay jars and other items.

On the other side, some things like herbs were placed on the shelf, and the priest's book was taken from it.

In the middle of the house, there is a fire chamber made of special black stones. There is a pot with no material hanging on it, and there is no fire under the pot.

When the priest heard Lang's urge in a hurry, he couldn't help but look up at him, and then a smile with inexplicable meaning appeared on his face, "We Lang have grown up too!"

Lang was very uncomfortable and muttered, "Who, who has grown up, no! I have grown up! I can go out to hunt!"

He has already grown up! Although he actually understands what Em said.

The dozen or so male beasts who followed him couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Lang wanted to leave, but Rong Qian was still here again. He turned around and scratched his head. Lang finally turned to Rong Qian and sat down on the edge of the fur. Then he fell back into the shape of a beast as soon as he lay down.

I really have no common language with these beasts that only sleep with females, so I'd just go to bed!

Seeing Lang's arrogant and shy appearance, Rong Qian also laughed, and felt that the unfamiliar environment and the nervousness and uneasiness of seeing strange orcs disappeared a lot.

At least Lang is still there, and the other party treats her well. Rong Qian feels that she may have been bewitched by Lang's care and protection these two days, because she actually found a sense of security in this strange male beast, which is still a carnivorous.

Thinking of this, Rong Qian couldn't help but feel confused and self-doubted, but she couldn't help but gently stroke her hair in her hands.

I haven't even had time to eat these two days. Lang Yi's originally shiny and soft pure white hair has already looked a little dull and dirty. The key is that I don't have time to add hair. The long hair on Lang's neck has been knotted.

Rong Qian lay on the fur next to the big white lion, gently scratching the big lion's chin with one hand, making him snore comfortably, and spread his five fingers as a comb with the other hand, slowly smoothing out the knotted hair for him.

At this moment, Rong Qian even became quiet and listened to the priest talking to other beasts while distractingly thinking about whether shampoo and conditioner could be prepared with the simplest ingredients.

Lang loves beauty so much, if he could get these things for him, he would definitely be very happy.

Ah, of course, for this big cat who hates water, it may be a little bit entangled.

Seeing Lang turned back to his prototype, the priest simply went to sleep on his tummy, and did not continue to joke with him. He stood up and walked to Rong Qian.

Rong Qian, who was combing Lang's hair, quickly wanted to sit up, and paused her hand to scratch Lang's chin. Lang, who had quickly fallen into a deep sleep, swung his tail dissatisfied, his ears turned into plane ears, and his black beard was also raised.

The priest treated Rong Qian very gently. He raised his hand and suppressed Rong Qian's move to get up, and whispered, "Child, lie down quickly, I'll see your situation, don't worry, you look like you are in good condition."

Lang looked like he had been back from the road for days and nights, and the priest was unwilling to let him be woken up.

Rong Qian obediently lay back and continued to stroke the hair on her hands. Lang finally felt comfortable and continued to slut out and sleep.

Seeing this, the priest smiled, raised his dry hand, and pointed his index finger at Rong Qian's eyebrows.

Rong Qian couldn't describe that feeling. She felt that her eyebrows were warm, and a very gentle thing penetrated into her head, wandered around for a moment and disappeared. At the same time, the pain in her temples pounding and pain caused by a low fever also weakened.

This cognition made Rong Qian discover that the Beast God might really be an existence with special powers.

This situation of breaking the scientific outlook did not make Rong Qian feel uncomfortable, after all, she had already seen animals turn into humans with her own eyes.

Of course, whether it is traveling through time or becoming a human, it can be explained by magnetic field space and biological evolution.

After the priest checked Rong Qian, he turned around and drove out all the male beasts that had already been clear about the situation and asked them to find the chief, and she would also go there later.
To be continued...