Traveling through the world of beasts: I lead the system to the pinnacle of life

Chapter 530 530. Tribal Fall (1)

As soon as the words fell, there was another voice and a few footsteps from the door.

Jihan's expression wasn't particularly vigilant, he thought it wasn't some bad person who came outside.

[It's Baidi, Cang Ye and Yan Mo. ]
As soon as the system finished speaking, their figures came into view.

Song Jinqiao walked up, but before she said anything, Baidi grabbed her hand and said in a deep voice, "Go, let's leave here now."

Song Jinqiao didn't struggle, and followed his strength to come to him, and asked doubtfully, "Why? What's going on?"

Cang Ye said: "There are black spirits outside, and the tribe has fallen. In order to protect the entire tribe, the patriarch said that he left some males to resist those black spirits, and the other tribesmen need to move now."

Song Jinqiao was slightly startled!
Have things gotten this serious?

When she said she was going to leave, she didn't hesitate, and directly put all her things into the space.

"where are we going?"

Song Jinqiao stood at the door of the tree house and looked up at the sky.

It was still thundering and raining outside, the wind was howling, and the sky was still dark, only illuminated by a flash of lightning from time to time.

The ground was muddy.

There are no orcs outside, Baidi said, those who can hide are hiding in the tree house, and those who can fight are outside to deal with the black spirit.

"Let's go to the old Siwu first."

Bai Di took her hand and glanced at Mu Mu.

Mu Mu nodded, and then he turned back into a beast shape, put Song Jinqiao on his back, jumped up, and fell into the rain.

The others also turned into animal shapes, and followed closely behind.

Ji Han, who did not turn into a beast, glanced at Mu Mu expressionlessly, then turned and walked into the rain.

Mu Mu glanced at his back helplessly, put the mussel on her head, and raised her heels to follow Jihan's pace.

Song Jinqiao lay on Baidi's back, squinted her eyes, and through the bean-sized raindrops, she could vaguely see the whole picture of the current tribe.

There was an unknown liquid flowing on the ground, and she thought it was rain at first, but Baidi splashed across a puddle, and a few drops of the flying water fell on her face, which made her smell a trace of blood and iron.

[This is blood, the blood of those orcs. ]
Song Jinqiao touched the blood on her face, and looked up at the companions who were dealing with Hei Ling: "That black thing on the ground..."

[It's the corpses of those orcs... dismembered. ]
Song Jinqiao pursed her lips, her black hair was already wet from the rain and stuck to her face, feeling very uncomfortable: "Are those made by Hei Ling?" '

[yes. ]
After a while, they arrived at the door of Old Siwu's house, and just after opening the stone door, Song Jinqiao paused for a moment at the scene inside.

There were dozens of hundreds of human heads, densely packed, but no orcs spoke, and everyone bowed their heads and remained silent.

Some males sitting in the corner with their backs against the wall coughed from time to time. Near them, the veterinarian was ordering some young orcs who usually helped him to treat the wounded.

The atmosphere was a little gloomy.

Song Jinqiao scanned around, but didn't see the "high level" in the tribe. Just as she was thinking, the stone door behind her was opened again.

Seeing someone coming, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you okay?" She walked over, checked Mu Mu and Ji Han up and down, and made sure they were fine before she felt relieved.

Pulling Jihan, Song Jinqiao chose a corner seat to stand.

"Have you seen the old Si Wu and the patriarch?" She asked in a low voice.

Baidi said: "I have seen it."

Song Jinqiao said: "Then did they say, what should we do next?"

(End of this chapter)