Dressed As A Cheetah Cub In A Primitive Farming

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The journey was bumpy. When Luo Qiu woke up again, he couldn't see the sky and didn't know how long it had been. He was now placed on a ball of hay.

The autumn grass leaves will be covered with a layer of white frost at night. When the temperature is high during the day, it will turn into water and make the leaves wet. These kidnappers are obviously not in the mood to dry the damp hay. Luo Qiu's arms It's a little cold when rubbed on the hay balls.

He tried to sit up to take a look at the situation outside the ball of hay. Unexpectedly, as soon as he poked his head out, he was startled by an enlarged dog's face.

This is a Dalmatian that looks almost the same as the strange Dalmatian that kidnapped him before, but he is larger, the color of his hair is brighter, and his spots are deeper.

Luo Qiu was startled and stepped back. The big spotted dog stuck out its tongue and left again.

Luo Qiu waited for a while before continuing to poke her head out, and then discovered that the ball of hay under her feet was in the center of a circle surrounded by a large group of similar-looking Dalmatians.

He felt horrified because he didn't expect there to be so many kidnappers.

Hui Lei was also among this group of spotted dogs. To be precise, they were grass dogs on the grassland, a small tribe that was relatively prosperous before the cold wave.

But it is a pity that the number of members of the Grass Dog Tribe dropped sharply after the cold wave. Even if the female leader tried hard to give birth to some cubs, she could not make up for the hole in the number.

So while dealing with the southern lions, the desperate straw dogs took a different approach and focused on the magical cub from the Claw tribe among the information they obtained.

And now this magical cub has successfully arrived in their tribe.

There was a large circle of straw dogs surrounding the two-year-old friend. The little guys in the center looked at each other with curiosity and excitement in their eyes.

They whispered to each other, pawed and swung their tails, as if they could see the cave full of food in the future.

Luo Qiu was stared at by a group of straw dogs around her as if they were looking at some delicious food. She got goosebumps all over her body and pinched the animal skin wrapped around her body stiffly.

If he was faced with a few Dalmatians, he would still be sure to escape from here, but now there were thirty or forty Dalmatians surrounding him, which was simply the number of an entire tribe.

The number of an entire tribe?

Luo Qiu was stunned for a moment, and then carefully observed the group of Dalmatians surrounding him.

He found that there were obvious class differences among these Dalmatians. Even though they were whispering around him and didn't know what they were talking about, it was obvious that several of them had a higher status. Others wanted to talk to him. All need to lower their heads lower, even wag their tails and roll to expose their bellies.

Obviously this was a very mature small tribe, and their kidnapping was probably planned for a long time.

Maybe it's the Claw Tribe's rival tribe, I don't know for sure.

It might look a little bad, but it might not be that bad.

The bad thing is that it has been planned for a long time, and the management of the small tribe is convenient and he cannot escape so easily.

What's not so bad is that these Dalmatians obviously kidnapped him for a purpose. They won't hurt him for a while, and at least his life is safe.

But even so, Luo Qiu did not dare to let down her guard. She kept pretending to be afraid and shivering, but her eyes were secretly paying attention to the surrounding environment.