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The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation ) Chapter 340

Chapter 340 - 409 ORC TRIBE 9

Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation

As for adding more spring water?

Xia Ling looked around. Fortunately, she saw a cluster of green and yellow bamboo near the spring.

Although the bamboo was not growing well, it should have been around for some time. The bamboo joints were very thick, and it was very suitable to be made into bamboo tubes to hold spring water.

There was a puppet cheating. She took the stone and forcefully knocked it, turning the bamboo into bamboo tubes.

Then, after spending 200 points in the system store, Xia Ling bought a 100 square meter interspatial ring.

Although it was limited to this mission world, in this beast world, with an interspatial ring, it was very convenient to do anything.

The six bamboo tubes were filled with spring water, and Xia Ling put them into her interspatial ring.

Seeing this scene, Searle stretched out his claws and touched the air, but no matter how he touched, he could not touch the bamboo tubes.

What about the bamboo tubes? Did they really disappear into thin air?

Seeing how cute the little leopard was, Xia Ling picked it up and held it in her arms again.

As she walked out of the forest, she reminded Searle:

“Searle, follow me. The first thing you have to learn is to keep a secret!”

“Just like how a bamboo tube will disappear. How can you speak? These things are all secrets. If you tell other orcs, these spells will lose their power, and you will return to your original form.”

“Can’t mother tell you too?” Searle raised his head in Xia Ling’s arms and looked at Xia Ling.

Holding it, the female was very thin, and her chin was sharp.

Witchcraft! Was the female really a wizard?

“Searle, don’t be silly. Your mother doesn’t care about you at all. They don’t like a little cub that can’t turn into an orc. Otherwise, when the tribe threw you away, why didn’t they care about you and didn’t come out to look for you?”

Searle was a little sad. “Maybe…they just can’t find you?”

Xia Ling: “They’re orcs. If they really want to find a little leopard, why can’t they find it?”

The straightforward words directly broke Searle’s fantasy. It lay in Xia Ling’s arms, listless, and buried its head in her arms, not making a sound the whole way.

*

Out of the forest.

Xia Ling put the little leopard on a rock.

She used coconut shells to block a crack in a rock downstream of the stream.

In primitive society, these small fish were not eaten by many people. They swam around in the stream in a daze.

In less than half a day, Xia Ling caught a lot of them.

But looking at these inch-long small fish, Searle looked at them lazily and continued to lie on the rock.

This was not enough to fill his stomach. And the taste was very fishy, not delicious at all.

“Searle, I’ll make dinner. You go and pick up the branches for me. I want the dry ones that can be lit by fire!”

Xia Ling directly took the little leopard out.

Fire? They did not have fire. Only the tribe would always worship the burning divine fire…

Searle muttered in his heart, but he also learned to be smart. He did not ask much and just listened to her.

These days, there were already enough incredible things that happened to the female. Along the way, she also picked many leaves and grass. Searle never ate these things.

If she wanted to feed him grass, as a leopard, Searle had to maintain his pride as a leopard!

First of all..

Never eat grass!

*

Xia Ling did not know Searle’s psychological activities. If she knew, she would definitely laugh at him.

Never eat grass?

It seemed that this orc world was extremely rich in products. When she found sweet potatoes, when the weather was cold, she would burn a fire and bury the sweet potatoes in it.

When it was dug out, the sweet potatoes could be eaten directly, and the potatoes also had to be sprinkled with cumin and chili.

It was fragrant and hot.

The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

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Xia Ling wanted to run, but no matter where she went, she could always see the devil king with a gentle and malicious look in his eyes.
"Xia Xia, where are you running to? "

[1v1, sweeter than ever ]
"..."
Text: Yan Luo Bai, "fast wear, flirt: Plan to save the fallen boss"

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