Chapter 217： Little tiger in the orc world wailing 6

"Lift."

Xie Hui walked over and grabbed the back of his neck.

After leaving the fire, the little tiger was not quite reconciled, and waved its paws in mid-air, swimming in the air, trying to swim back.

There is no mirror here, and the nearest lake has been frozen after the snow fell, and Xie Hui couldn't let the little tiger see for himself how it was partially scorched.

As soon as he put the lift down, he couldn't wait to climb back.

No tiger cub can refuse the fire that can bring them warmth in such a cold weather.

In snowy weather, most of the orcs in the tribe felt a little uncomfortable, and they burned firewood very quickly.

When Xie Hui took other orcs in the tribe to collect firewood, he saw a tree that fell down for unknown reasons. The tree was quite thick, so he took it back to the cave and made a simple guardrail.

Xie Hui seriously doubted that if there was nothing to stop him, that naughty little tiger would burn himself to the point where there was no hair left on his body.

After finishing the guardrail, Xie went back to the place where the food was stored.

Most of the food for the cubs is fresh meat that is naturally frozen near the snow. It needs to be placed by the stove for a while, and they can bite after it thaws.

Xie Hui was holding a fish, and when he turned around, he saw a small yellow-haired tiger crouching on the guardrail that he wanted to stop him from rising.

Lie on it with its head tilted, the two paws on both sides naturally hang down, the tail shakes comfortably from time to time, and occasionally uses the tail to tickle himself.

Xie Hui walked over and saw that Sheng's claws were fully open on the side close to the fire.

Squinting your eyes, after a while, you have to change the place that was not roasted on one side and the other side, and take turns to ensure that no matter which side it is, it will be roasted warm.

"Eat handcuffed tiger cubs tonight?"

Xie Hui put the fish aside, reached out and rubbed the little tiger's head.

Sheng was not afraid of his father at all, and when his father touched him, he made a coquettish sound.

Before the fish meat was completely thawed, the hungry Sheng rushed over eagerly.

Xie Hui was on the side, and also changed back to the appearance of a big tiger, feeling the warm touch of the fire shining on his body.

Well, he admitted, it was quite comfortable.

Although Xie Hui didn't intend to make the railing that way, but seeing that lying there was some distance away from the fire, he let Sheng use it as his exclusive seat.

When Xie was busy outside or resting, if the little tiger felt that the fire was too small, he would use his paws to push the firewood into the fire.

That is to say, such a big cub has never seen a tree struck by lightning, nor an orc who was injured by lightning, so he dared to approach it so unscrupulously.

Although the adult orcs in the tribe liked the warmth brought by fire, in most cases, they would keep a safe enough distance from it.

Every time Xie Hui goes out, the playful little tiger follows him like a little tail, persistently wanting to follow him, even though the snow outside can already bury his whole tiger.

Xie Hui was afraid that his hair would get sick after getting wet, so he put Sheng on his back, and told Sheng to use his paws to hold the hair on the back of his neck tightly.

"If you fall, I won't take you with me next time I go out."

Xie Hui is very clear that this posture will not fall under normal circumstances, unless the little tiger is being naughty.

Not long after the threatening words were spoken, I heard the voice of Sheng agreeing from behind.

"Aww~"

Entering the caves of those old orcs, seeing how they gathered together to enjoy the fire, Xie Hui checked the food storage places in their caves as usual.

After making sure that they were all eaten, and that there was no need to replenish the rest, they turned around and went to the fire.

Although there is a fire now, most of the elderly orcs are still used to gathering together to keep each other warm with body heat as in previous years.

When Xie went back to check the food, the tiger cub had already blended in perfectly, and was scooped up by an old male lion and stayed under his head.

The warm feeling made Sheng Yi reluctant to leave for a while.

It just so happened that Xie Hui took this opportunity to chat with the aged orcs.

It wasn't until Xie Hui realized that it was getting late that he greeted the little tiger who was so comfortable lying there that he had already slept.

Sheng squinted his eyes and crawled out with drunken steps, standing on a flat place and shaking his hair.

When the weather is still warm, Xie Hui also likes to take him to sleep with him, but in snowy days, the four paws of this little tiger are too cold, and he especially likes to stick his cold paws to his body. Some dislike him.

It's just that these old orcs who have no temper are not bothered when they see all kinds of naughty behaviors of orc cubs.

On the way back, before it was completely dark, the top layer of snow was frozen. Xie Hui stepped on it with his paws, making a very crisp sound.

The little tiger, who was full of sleep, was particularly energetic, and followed his father's paws stepping on the snow, crying in a childish voice.

Although he didn't understand the meaning in Sheng's voice, Xie Hui could clearly perceive his joyful emotions.

As soon as they returned to the cave, it snowed again outside. Xie Hui blocked most of the cave's entrance, leaving only a trail for air to breathe.

Every time he got home, Sheng would crawl to the place that he considered exclusive to him and get down on the ground.

The long winter was somewhat boring for them, there was nothing to do, and the priests did not allow them to go out alone, even Xie Hui, who was the strongest.

In previous years, too many orcs had died in the snow, and this year was even colder than previous years.

Although Xie Hui felt that there would be no danger even if he went out, he still chose to obey the priest's arrangement.

The priests did not allow them to leave the tribe, but they were not forbidden to visit each other in the tribe.

Adult orcs tend to rest in caves. Winter is indeed boring, but because of the cold, married orcs have no desire to mate. Lying on animal skins allows them to consume less food.

When Xie Hui took Sheng to see his good friend, that is, the little leopard Yu, he walked to the cave entrance and saw Yu lying on his father's head, patting his father's ear with his paw.

Rao was tossed like this, his father just silently changed his head in one direction.

The little leopard, who was lying there a little bored, turned his head inadvertently, saw Sheng standing at the entrance of the cave, kicked his father's head hard with his right hind paw, and jumped down suddenly.

The two little friends, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, put all the conflicts and fights behind them, and happily played together in the open space in front of the cave that had been cleaned several times.

The big leopard slowly got up after seeing the patriarch coming.

In the snow days of previous years, they were a group of orcs sleeping together to keep warm.

Now that there is a fire, although they are no longer crowded together, he still doesn't want to move because of his habit.

"Patriarch."

"Well, I'll bring Sheng over to play with Yu."

Thank you for your words, and let the big leopard lie down again.

"Patriarch, please stay a little longer, let Sheng and Yu play a little longer, he stays at home all day, it's really noisy."

Most creatures are afraid of bringing naughty babies, even big leopards are no exception.

After playing until dark, when Xie Hui took Sheng back, he met a female with a baby on the road, feeling the existence of the little tiger lying on her back, and inexplicably thought of the client's partner.

In the client's memory, he didn't have many memories about Sheng's mother. The two met at a party after the spring blossoms, and their relationship was not bad.

Later, there was a natural disaster in that year, and the orcs in the tribe could not find food when they went out.

The client left most of the food to Sheng's mother, but she left because she was too weak, leaving behind the cub whose voice was still very weak.

Even the strongest orcs may face the danger of death.

Outdated medical conditions, uncertain food sources, and various natural disasters.

Most of the orcs in the tribe were used to parting, and Sheng rarely asked about his mother.

Back in the cave, the little tiger lying there quickly fell asleep, and the comfortable snoring made Xie Hui feel a little sleepy.

The long snowy day finally passed, and the good news is that only five orcs in the tribe returned to the Beast God.

The five orcs were too old to leave in their sleep.

Even with Xie Hui, it didn't stop the little tiger who liked Nuan too much.

Originally soft and fluffy, a very cute little tiger turned into a bald and ugly look, but he still thought he was pretty, and when the weather was warm, he begged to thank him for finding a flower for him on the ears.

After the weather warmed up, the priest took the orcs in the tribe to the back mountain to see the orcs who had left for the last time.

The sensible orcs all lowered their heads, their hearts were a little heavy, only those young cubs were having fun chasing after each other.

Every time Xie Hui came back from hunting, when he saw the little tiger sitting at the gate of the tribe, waiting for him to wear a flower for him, he couldn't help rubbing his head with his paws.

"Why does the little tiger love flowers so much?"

Even though he said so, he still put the one he picked on Sheng's ear.

The particularly stinky little tiger walked with cheerful little steps, shaking his head and waving his head, and didn't take any reason to thank him.

Xie Hui stared at his burnt butt, and brought the prey he got today to the tribe.

As the saying goes, a tiger's **** cannot be touched, but Sheng directly burned the little tiger's butt, and the hair hasn't grown well until now.

In the client's memory, when the tree at the door began to sprout buds, the tiger would molt.

Before the autumn, before the snow, it will grow new hair to keep warm.

Because there was nothing to do at that time, Xie Hui didn't think much about it until one day when he came home from hunting, he didn't see the greedy little tiger when he was sharing the prey. After returning to the cave, he saw a pile of hair.

Xie Hui couldn't control it, so he sneezed immediately. When he came back to his senses, he stared at the little tiger lying on the animal skin and sighing, and then looked around, as if his hair was everywhere.

"Lift."

"Aww."

The little tiger answered without much energy, Xie Hui put Sheng's favorite wild deer offal in front of him, and Sheng just turned his head to the other side silently.

"Go, I'll take you to see what you look like now."

Thanks for the reply, the little tiger successfully buried its head in the arms of its front paws, whimpered aggrievedly, and curled itself into a ball.

With Sheng's current appearance, it's hard for Xie Hui not to doubt whether he has seen his current ugly appearance.

"It's okay, father doesn't dislike you."

Xie Hui rubbed his back with his paws, there was nothing he could do about it, and now he didn't have scissors, so he couldn't help Sheng cut a nice hairstyle to make him look cooler.

The little tiger was coaxed by Xie Hui for a long time before he raised his head and walked over to eat the meat. He first sniffed it with his tender nose, and after confirming that it was delicious, he took a bite.

Xie Hui walked outside the cave while he was eating, just in time to see some green sprouting from the tree.

There is no very accurate concept of time in the orc world, and only through the changes of these trees or flowers, we can remember some things that happened.

Xie Hui tidied up the cave, stared at the many hairs that had fallen off, and then looked at the little tiger who wanted to bury his head in the flesh, with only a scorched **** exposed outside, a little uncontrollable feeling in his heart Suspect.

Sheng He obviously lost so much hair, but apart from the scorched area before, there is nothing particularly bald.

At this time, Xie Hui belatedly realized that he is also a tiger now, and the thick layer of fur that he used for the winter after the season has come to shed.

Stuffed with a bulging stomach, Sheng ran out of the cave, chasing the butterfly on the lawn, trying to grab the butterfly with his claws, but every time he ended up falling on the grass.

The front paws lay on the ground, and the back paws lightly scratched the grass, making a final effort, and the frightened butterfly flew higher and higher.

Finally, the little tiger lost his patience and just lay on his back on the lawn, staring at the extraordinarily blue sky.

Until his father came over, straightened him with his paws, took him by the back of the neck, and led him back to the cave.

The little rabbits that had been raised were all eaten up in the snow, and the priest asked the adult orcs in the tribe to catch some other small animals in the vacant place.

All orcs subconsciously want to leave the best for their cubs. In their inherent impression, fresh food that has just died is more nutritious.

Although those things don't feel any sense to an adult orc, a rabbit that is obese enough can fill a small cub's stomach.

The priest is using the most primitive and clumsy way to start trying which food is more suitable for raising.

Every time he ascends, he takes a domineering step, and his chubby body runs over to help.

The other orcs were praising Sheng for being very sensible, but Xie Hui looked at the way he and the little leopard were huddling together, shoulder to shoulder, and somehow felt that the little cub ran over to join in the fun.