Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat! Chapter 619 - 11: Cannon Fodder Bootlicker in the Beast Worl

Before leaving, Mu Mianmian walked to Ayuan’s side and whispered to him.

"There’s so unharvested grain behind the fence wall of my treehouse. I allow you to go in alone and gather the grain for your survival during this period."

Ayuan looked at her and nodded.

"Thank you."

"No need to thank . Leaving it to you makes feel more at ease."

Inside the fence wall, she had scattered poison powder all over it.

When he gets poisoned, he can only protect himself, unable to protect anyone else.

The tribe set out, leaving behind a dozen elderly and frail old wolves, and two who can barely walk, their wolf fur withered and decayed.

Ayuan was raised by them because he was an orphan left by another tribe, not belonging to this tribe, but the initial tribe mbers still raised him like their own child, never treating him harshly.

So when he heard about the tribe’s migration, he was the first to stand up and oppose it.

The leader saw Ayuan and sighed helplessly.

"You should go with them."

"Leader, I should stay to protect you. Don’t worry, I know where the food is, and we’ll get through this winter."

Wolf Clan mbers live very long lives, naturally aging up to nearly 150 years.

Now, these elderly tribe mbers are mostly over 100 years old, the leader is slightly younger, over eighty.

But he is also past his pri.

They surely can’t catch enough prey to eat, so Ayuan is deeply grateful to Mu Mianmian.

Although she left, she left food behind.

Comforting these elders, Ayuan set off for the inside of the fence wall that Mu Mianmian ntioned.

Outside the wall is a circle of sturdy and solid wooden stakes, tightly enclosing the inside, Ayuan followed Mu Mianmian’s instructions to lift the stakes slightly at a specific spot.

Sure enough, an opening was revealed, stepping inside; the outside was frozen and cold, while inside was lush and green, with patches of thriving plants, including not only fruits but also unharvested rice.

Seeing this, Ayuan breathed a sigh of relief.

With these, they won’t have to risk going out hunting.

Just then, his nostrils twitched, a strange scent wafted in with the wind.

Before he could react, his brain suddenly felt chaotic; realizing sothing was wrong, he staggered and strained to walk out, and right after squeezing out of the opening, his bulky body collapsed right away.

Before collapsing, Ayuan glanced at the subtle ring of white powder on the ground.

Before he could think deeply, his vision turned completely black.

When he woke up again, his consciousness returned, but his body was already frozen stiff, seeing the vast whiteness of snow, his body covered with accumulated snow.

How long had he slept?

Struggling hard to get up, there’s still sothing swirling in his brain, causing him pain with every step.

At that mont, a sharp wolf howl instantly strained his nerves; his pupils contracted, breathing halted.

It was the leader’s voice!

They’re under attack!

Ayuan ignored the headache and directly turned into beast mode, staggering and rushing toward the territory.

Entering the area, a scene of crimson red.

The intense blood scent muddled the differentiation between the tribe’s blood and other beastn’s blood.

Bear Clan’s roar echoed in his ears, Ayuan looked up and saw four Bear Clan beastn frantically plundering on the territory’s treehouse.

And those hidden old wolves are nearly all captured.

Bear Clan doesn’t wake up during winter, but this winter is exceptionally long, causing the aggressive and hungry Bear Clan to awaken early.

Upon seeing the robust Ayuan, the Bear Clan leader roared fiercely, without hesitation, jumped down from the treehouse, opening a bloodied mouth to bite him.

The Bear Clan is three tis the size of the Wolf Clan. If it were one-on-one, he might have a chance to win, but now facing one against four spells certain death.

As the greatest enemy of Wolf Clan, Ayuan couldn’t believe the Bear Clan awoke just after the tribe mbers left.

Seeing the Bear Clan charging at him, he felt desperate but still fearlessly rushed up to tear into them.

The white ground now splattered with red plum blossoms; other Bear Clan mbers seeing their tribesman no match for Ayuan, leapt down intending for a quick and decisive victory.

Ayuan firmly bit through a Bear Clan’s neck, resolved not to let go; the Bear Clan invading Wolf Clan territory had to pay a price at least.

At this mont, a black arrow suddenly whizzed through the air, "whoosh," precisely piercing into a Bear Clan’s eye.

The pained roar echoed across the whole forest; before other Bear Clan mbers could react, streams of arrows began shooting down from the sky.

Then these Bear Clan mbers were clutching their arms, covering their thighs, another covering the bleeding eye, struggling and bellowing madly like headless flies.

Seizing the opportunity, Ayuan bit through the Bear Clan’s neck in his mouth, then taking advantage of their injuries, he charged forward madly tearing.

Four Bear Clan mbers, in the end, only one fled.

But hadn’t run out of the tribe, already pierced through the heart by arrows shot from behind.

Quickly, the tribe fell silent.

Every beastman in the forest heard the howls here, coming from the strongest Bear Clan, so none dared to approach.

Ayuan panting heavily, blood dripping from his fangs, looking around with green eyes, finally spotting a sowhat familiar figure on a distant tree.

Jiang Lai jumped off the tree, cut the ropes binding the leader, then freed the captured old wolves.

Several were already dead.

Directly divided and eaten by the hungry Bear Clan.

The remaining few were already like lifeless ashes, filled with despair.

But seeing those Bear Clan mbers dying right before them, first shocked, followed by survival relief.

Jiang Lai walked up to the leader, glanced at his injuries.

An arm was bitten off, but not too serious, with so bandaging he’ll survive.

"Alai?!"

The leader looked shocked at Jiang Lai, obviously not expecting her to be still alive.

Back when the High Priest said she left the tribe, the leader felt a bit down; it had been so long that everyone thought she was dead.

But here she was, alive and well, even rescuing them during Wolf Clan’s ordeal.

Jiang Lai didn’t have ti for any deep father-daughter sentint with the leader here.

Their father-daughter relationship was pitifully thin; males typically lack much affection for their pups, let alone she was just one among his many children.

"Leave here with ."

"Leave? Everyone’s injured, they can’t go far."

Indeed, the Bear Clan’s ferocity left these old wolves battered and lost.

Basically all missing limbs; originally aged, now each has turned disabled.

The only one not maid is that young male wolf.

Ayuan walked over, and carefully looked at Jiang Lai again.