Heroic Death System

That night, Mutu, full of food and drink, slept in the fox's nest all night. By the next day, the fox had gone hunting with the others. However, he had placed several weird bird eggs on the table and warmed a bowl of porridge on the stove fire, apparently for Mutu.

Foxes are foreign-organisms of the Lions, inferior in character, naturally disabled, and barren males, with no place in the tribe, usually doing the hardest work. Every day before dawn, we go hunting. When he returns, he will also be involved in cladding, casting, weaving, etc. Until evening, a small amount of food will not be distributed and free movement will be allowed. Of course, if he still has the strength to go hunting alone at this time, this part of the prey doesn't have to be handed over.

Mutu realized this only when he left the fox's house, and the food he ate last night, I'm afraid, was taken out hunting by the fox in a hurry. The fox does not speak, but his thoughtfulness and tenderness are between the ends. But he didn't feel how humbled he was, and the little fox just didn't argue.

Mutu returned to his house and saw a Lion girl standing at the door with a pot of steamed meat. When she saw him come back, the girl greeted her with a smile: "Sheikh, I've brought you food. ”

“Mucky?” Why does Mutu look so miserable at this moment when he glanced at the food in her hand and used to eat steamed meat?

He had a big hand: "I've already eaten it, give it to someone else. ”

The Lion King has food control, and his daily prey is picked by him before the rest is distributed to others. The former Lion King also had his own warehouse, containing not only a large quantity of food, but also the most exquisite pottery, teeth, hides, armor and a variety of weapons and rare items.

When Mutu became Queen of the New Lions, most of the items in the warehouse were distributed to other tribes according to their contributions.

To him, nothing but food and weapons was of any value.

Mutu ignored the girl and went to the dungeon, intending to interrogate the prisoners. Who knew when he first got to the dungeon door, he saw a Lion youth in charge of guarding him, how to shout, “Sheikh, no, those four puppies are dead. ”

“Dead?” Mutu walked into the dungeon and saw all four of the puppies slit their throats with a sharp apparatus and couldn't help but say, “Not for you to see? How did he die? ”

The young man touched the back of his head and mumbled: “We stayed up all night and were killed somehow. ”

“Who was in the dungeon last night?” Mutu asked.

The young man thought about it and replied: "Only Jorge. ”

Jorge is the son of a witch doctor elder and has a good relationship with Seth. After several interrogations, Mutu figured out the end of the matter. Jog suddenly invited the guard prisoners to dinner last night, during which time the dungeons were left unattended, and the prisoners were presumably killed at that time.

Nor can they be blamed for neglecting their duty, and in their eyes, these dogs are no different from the dead. Instead, they may not understand why Mutu left them behind, they killed so many lions, and it's no surprise that someone secretly killed them.

Mutu knew that the matter could no longer be pursued, and although he was a chief of the clan, he could not kill or expel his own people for no reason, let alone his brother. At present, the only person who can testify against Sit is Yanu. But Yanu could not speak, had no place among the people, and pushed him out of the country, only to make him a target and cause him evil for no reason.

Wait till he's grown up! In Mutu's eyes flashes the cold light.

After dealing with the deceased, everyone began to prepare for Mutu's forthcoming mitzvah. The Lion King's mitzvah is undoubtedly a big thing among the people, Mutu and other young people are looking forward to it. This is not only the first big celebration of the New Lion King, but also the first time that other young people are free to find a partner.

Until then, the Lion King must hunt for a beast, and on the day of the ceremony, reveal his identity and status with gorgeous fur.

“Fox, come with me to the North Forest today.” Mutu recently brought Sankoh with him as soon as he went out, obviously close, and immediately made others aware that this mute beast was beginning to be spoiled.

As someone who had been with him during the Lion King's injuries, his petition was also sensible. Despite their hearts and minds, the attitude towards him has improved considerably, at least not as arbitrarily as before.

Mutu left the tribe with Sangquo, and after a period of travelling north, he suddenly changed direction and ran around seven turns to the south.

It is clear that he learned his last lesson and no longer leaked his whereabouts easily.

“Fox, what beast should I use to embody my strength?” Mutu asked seriously.

Shanko: You can peel off your skin directly to make sure it's strong enough and powerful enough.

I looked at his thick curly hair and imagined his limbs hanging wide open on the wall... Huh, looks very manly S-E-X.

Mutu's eyes swept past the white tail that swung past him and suddenly said, "Why don't we hunt a white beard? ”

Baiyi is a leopard-like creature, huge in size, scarce in number, hairy as snow, but dark as ink on its face. They come out day and night, and their tracks are elusive.

What Mutu sees is their rare and white fur.

After selecting the target, the two men began to look for the trail of the bamboo.

Due to self-preservation instincts, organisms are generally accustomed to moving in environments similar to its fur color, and it can be estimated that the same applies to whitewash.

Apart from the meat, the whitefish are omnivores, and in addition to the meat, there is a wildflower called "Cloud Strain," which is also its favorite food. In a mountainous area to the south, such a cloud is growing.

The two men stepped into the mountains at night, hiding in the bushes, patiently awaiting the arrival of the white dove. Since it was uncertain whether Baiqiu would appear, the two men decided to hold on for three days, and after three days they had not waited to move the target.

The evening was silent, the cold wind was brisk, and a slice of petals was lifted. Lie down in the clouds and suddenly feel a blast of hot air spraying in his back neck.

It itches a little and instinctively blocks it with its tail. Then, with a heavy back, someone pressed it directly up, buried his entire face in his tail, and rubbed it comfortably twice.

Jenko: … is it time to play with the tail? I don't know who was sworn to hunt a whitewash? Don't you dare be serious!

Mutukhin vigorously “studied” the cocoa tail and from time to time surrounded him around his neck.

Shanko: Are you a lion or a cat?! Put my tail down or don't blame me for scratching you!

Seems to hear Sankoh's heart, Mutu really lets go of his tail, then turns to “explore” his body, his nose comes together, sniffing on his skin, and when he is happy to sniff, he bites and licks a few bites.

Jean-Claude bandaged his body, motionless, until his hand touched his coccyx, and smoked it twice on his arm with his tail. But the big tail was soft and painless, but it scratched itchy in the heart.

Mutu's breathing became a little heavy and his body came closer, wrapping almost the entire person under him - with an unintelligible rub.

Jean-Claude was also slightly irritated by him, and his body began to become sensitive.

Considering whether or not to go smoothly into a wilderness - a white shadow suddenly flashes through a flower bush not far away during the war.

Jean-Claude's ears moved and his eyes fixed. It was the whitewash they had been waiting for.

You can still hit the person behind you with your elbow, indicating that he is ready to hunt.

The man on his back didn't just move away, but lifted his tail, behind him -- moved a few times.

The movement of the two caused the surrounding flowers to make a familiar noise and attracted the attention of the white pigeon.

Mutu pressed against Sankoh, a pair of bright eyes, through the space of the flower bushes, tightly locked the prey not far away, while not forgetting the “prey” in his arms.

It feels like Mutu is in a state of readiness, and the giant behind him is also stock-and-power.

Mutual was certain that the fox would not resist at this time, so he dared to lift his skirt and make closer contact with him.

The fox did not move, but the body was a little tight. Mutu lowered his head and licked his neck, seemingly soothing him.

They're all males, not the same race, and it's really hard for a fox to accept themselves right away. Mutu feels, however, that physical compatibility is the foundation of the relationship between the two. Orcs who are proud should pursue the object of their choice in a proud manner.

It's not this he cares about, but he suddenly remembers that the lion on him seems to be still, not yet, not yet, old!

Time had passed slightly in the stifling silence, and Mutu's aggression had gradually advanced from the periphery to the interior, and neither of them dared to make too much noise so as not to alarm the whitewash.

Repressed wheeze - breath hidden in the flower bush, two chi hot bodies closely fit, mixed with the obscure smell of sweat, brought into the air by the night breeze.

Not far away, Bai Xiao sucked his nose and looked vigilantly, then his figure flashed and flew into the pitch-black night.

Shanko's tail held upright and slapped him on Mutu's face.

Lightly on his back, Mutu, like an arrow off the string, quickly fired in the direction of the vanishing of the whitewash.

Jump up lightly and follow closely.

By the time he arrived, Mutu had been involved with the White Horse. The two shadows crossed in the night, and the surrounding leaves were sanded by the strong wind they brought.

Mutu glanced at Sankoh's figure, his whole body suddenly burst and punched him in the head, knocking him unconscious. Then he raised his head and roared, his blonde hair exploding outwards, shocking a bird and animal and showing hegemony.

Shanko: It is said that in the animal world, when a male asks a female for a husband, he reveals his most powerful side... so he is in...

Mutu pulled Jean-Claude into his arms, leaned over his mouth and kissed him, then lifted the white beard on the ground with one hand and held his fox in his hand and walked towards the tribe in a whimsical manner.