The sickly beauty is the favorite of the beast world

Chu Xingnuo moved his gaze to the stone slab: "Is this distributed by the clan?"

Lan Luo said calmly: "This is a thank you gift for helping me."

Wen Ci stood up and walked to the door, brought the stone slab in, placed it against the wall, raised his long legs, hooked it on the edge of the door and was about to close it.

Lan Luo raised his arm to stop him.

One of the two males wanted to be locked up, while the other did not, and they were secretly competing with each other.

Lan Luo sensed the danger and dodged swiftly. A wall of ice suddenly rose up where he had just stood. If he had reacted a second slower, he would have been frozen.

Xingchen Yineng deliberately let her go, retracted his gaze, and turned her head towards him: "Ignore him, let's continue discussing the previous issue. Why do you want to move? Are you unhappy living here?"

Chu Xingnuo mouthed to him: Let’s talk later.

Lan Luo stared at the ice wall for a long time before leaving.

Qianli and Longze took a walk around, got close to many males, and went to the witch doctor to inquire openly and secretly whether there were any injured orcs yesterday.

The peacock orcs were very enthusiastic and told everything they knew, and they also found out who was injured.

However, this name made them frown.

*

Chu Xingnuo thought about it for a day and decided to tell Xingchen what happened today after dinner.

Xingchen remained calm as she listened to her partner's narration, without any emotion in her eyes.

"We the Nomadic Tribe have principles. We will kill anyone who hurts us, but we will not bring harm to our tribe or our partners."

"Don't worry about staying here during the cold season, we'll leave when the warm season comes."

Chu Xingnuo felt relieved after hearing what he said, and responded sweetly and obediently: "Okay."

Wen Ci was peeling multi-seeded fruit nearby, and suddenly said, "What should we do now? We still don't know who he is, so we have to worry about him this winter."

Xingchen frowned slightly. If they couldn't find the orcs who did the bad things, the Wandering Tribe would be at risk of being exterminated at any time. His hands hanging by his side tightened unconsciously.

Chu Xingnuo wrapped her small hands around his big hands, trying to comfort him in this way.

Xingchen turned his palm back and held the little hand: "He is dead."

Qianli listened to their conversation silently, struggling with whether to speak out now.

Seeing that Qianli didn't say anything, Takizawa also kept his mouth shut.

Wen Ci pushed the peeled pomegranate seeds to her hand: "Don't worry about this, little one, we will solve this problem."

If she wasn't worried at all when something like this happened, how could she be so careless? Lan He was hibernating with the stray animals, and if anything happened to them, Lan He might not be spared.

I feel very melancholy.

I scooped a spoonful of pomegranate seeds, but they were tasteless.

Qian Li saw her melancholy and soothed her with a soft voice: "It will be fine."

Takizawa said: "I will go to watch over them tomorrow and make sure he sleeps safely through this winter."

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Xingchen's eyes: "If we guard him openly, we won't be able to catch him. I have a better way..."

Several people gathered together and listened to Xingchen talk about his solution. They nodded as they listened and all thought it was a good idea.

next day

"Dangdangdang" Chu Xingnuo knocked on the door of the clan leader's room in the stone building.

In less than ten seconds, the door opened and she couldn't tell who the male was who came out.

"I'm looking for Lan Luo."

Lan Luo was already surprised to see her appear, and was even more shocked to hear that she was looking for him. He glanced at the snowy weather and moved aside to make room.

"Come in."

As soon as she heard the voice, she recognized that the male in front of her was Lanluo, and walked into the house confidently.

Lan Luo brought over a small rocking chair and took a piece of animal skin to help her brush off the remaining snow on her body.

"Sit down and talk."

Chu Xingnuo adjusted the hem of her skirt and sat up, her body leaning backward uncontrollably, her small hands hurriedly grabbing the armrests on both sides.

Lan Luo couldn't help but chuckle when he saw her like this, and stepped forward to help her steady the rocking chair.

"Is it fun?"

Chu Xingnuo initially thought that this was just an ordinary chair, but it turned out to be a rocking chair. He used to think that this thing was only standard equipment for the elderly and had never touched one.

Unexpectedly, I experienced this in the world of animals.

"Not fun."

"You'll get used to it after sitting for a while." Lan Luo said, slowly letting go of his hand and letting the rocking chair rock again.

"Why did you come to me?"

She slowly relaxed her tense nerves, and soon adapted to the rhythm of the rocking chair, and even felt very comfortable.

"I heard you were injured, so I came to see you."

Lan Luo looked at her meaningfully, and his body, which had originally straightened up, bent down again.

"Care about me?"

"I..." Chu Xingnuo wanted to refute, but when she thought of what Qianli said to her last night, especially when she heard that Lan Luo was injured the night before and did not let the witch doctor treat him, she wanted to see his wound with her own eyes.

Lan Luo looked at her struggling expression, and raised the corner of his mouth unconsciously: "What? You like me?"

She was so focused on checking the wound that she forgot to think of a solution. Now she felt very embarrassed. She lowered her eyes and kept twisting her fingers, anxiously thinking of a more reasonable answer.

In Lan Luo's eyes, her series of actions were a sign of shyness, so the smile on her lips became even more intense.

"See now?"

Chu Xingnuo raised her beautiful eyes slightly, pursed her lips and said, "Is it okay?"

Lan Luo stood up, took off her gauze dress, and showed her the large black bruises on her back.

Chu Xingno: "..."

Not a wound?

The orc who attacked the stray beast was not him.

While she was still lost in thought, Lan Luo put on her gauze dress and pinched her cheek: "What are you thinking about?"

Chu Xingnuo pulled back his thoughts, and his first reaction was to push him away: "You're too close."

Lan Luo thought she was still shy, so he softened his voice unconsciously, and said teasingly: "I have seen the wound, what else do you want to see?"

Chu Xingnuo shook his head: "No more. I should go back."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up and tried to leave.

Lan Luo pressed her shoulders, pushed her back into the rocking chair, and knelt on one leg on the rocking chair.

"Didn't they teach you not to go to a single male's place alone?"

Chu Xingnuo put her hands on his chest, refusing him to get any closer, and glared at him with anger in her beautiful eyes: "Get out of here, I want to go back."

Lan Luo lowered his eyes and looked at the soft little hands pressed against his chest. He grasped her wrists with one hand and raised them above his head as she looked at him in astonishment.

"open!"

Ignoring her resistance, Lan Luo's handsome face with smooth lines moved a little closer, and his warm breath sprayed on his cheek. They were so close that even their breathing was so clear.

Just as she was about to use her supernatural power, Lan Luo's cold voice slowly came into her ears.

"Remember, don't enter the house of a single male. You will be eaten if you are not careful."

"Just a reminder for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he let her go, stood up and distanced himself from her.

Chu Xingnuo rubbed his wrist and glared at him angrily: "Don't ask me for help again in the future."