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The Moon Silver Tribe did not treat the newly added Rat Clan in the slightest.

What kind of treatment the people of Yueyin tribe enjoy, He Zheng and others enjoy what kind of treatment, and the new rat tribe also enjoys this treatment.

The people of the Rat tribe were so touched that they would cry. They even wanted to be cattle and horses and slaves for the people of the Moon Silver Tribe after they came to the Moon Silver Tribe.

But I didn't expect that the conditions of the Moon Silver Tribe were so good!

I knew that they still insisted on what they did for a month and a half!

When the dry season came, they should have packed up their bags and rushed over.

No, no, no need to wait for the dry season, as soon as they knew that Yueyin tribe was short of people, they should have rushed over!

All the treatment that the Rat tribe people enjoyed in the Moon Silver Tribe was quickly passed on.

Or in other words, many tribes are watching secretly, watching the Moon Silver Tribe's attitude towards the newcomers.

Knowing that the Moonsilver Tribe is so good to the Rat Tribe with the lowest combat effectiveness, the orcs who had been watching in the dark couldn't wait and rushed to the Moonsilver Tribe directly with their bags.

Some of the people who came to surrender the Yueyin tribe were from a whole tribe, some were from half a tribe, and some were even one or two people...

Qi Yu was always willing to come to the Yueyin tribe and asked everyone to work overtime every morning and evening to dig out the houses of these newcomers.

Fortunately, everyone has a lot of people and strength. Although there are many people coming, everyone is digging caves quickly.

Ningmeng was lying on the bed, always reminding the progress of the number of tasks in her mind.

Qi Yu only released the news for two or three days, but their task progress has been promoted from more than 300 people to more than 1,000 people.

Moreover, the number of people is still rising all the time.

Qi Yu didn't screen these people, and Qi Yu didn't guess their thoughts on coming here.

It doesn't matter if they really want to come to Yueyin Tribe, or they just want to fill their stomachs and live well during the dry season.

Qiyu has enough capital to believe that Yueyin tribe will definitely let them come and don't want to go back again.

What Qi Yu thought was also right. Many of the people who came to the Yueyin Tribe these days have come with a mentality that they don't want to starve to death.

As a result, I did not expect that the people of the Moon Silver Tribe would be so enthusiastic! The food of the Yueyin tribe is so delicious!

Before coming to the Yueyin Tribe, those foods that were regarded as delicacies from the mountains and seas by themselves, in front of the Yueyin Tribe's meals, it is not too much to say that there is a cloud of mud.

Everyone who came to the Moon Silver Tribe felt annoyed that he hadn't come earlier before, and none of them even thought about how to leave after coming to the Moon Silver Tribe.

The Moon Silver Tribe not only has delicious food, but also many new things that the new orcs have not seen before.

After understanding that all of this was brought by Lord Messenger, every new orc of everyone was very curious and admired by Lord Messenger.

Therefore, when Ningmeng had eaten and drank enough, and walked outside the cave with Qi Yu, she found these extra strange faces in the tribe, one by one, all looking at herself with respect and admiration.

This adoring gaze made Ningmeng's little vanity a supreme satisfaction.

She opened a pair of **** eyes, and followed the way a big guy walks on TV, with her waist straight, her head held high, a pair of furry front paws struggling behind her back, and a pair of furry short legs straddling. .

Obviously he was a fat panda cub who was only as tall as Qiyu's knees, but she was forced to act like an anti-social tycoon.

Of course, these orcs didn't know that Ningmeng's behavior was called pretending, nor did they know that this kind of thick, rushing breath was called the second breath.

They just felt: Sure enough, the messenger sent by Lord Beast God! Look at this bright and smooth hair in black and white! Look at this majestic posture! It's not the same as my own little bastard!