Mix the world with the system

The tall and strong orc who had just shut up was about to say something to change the subject, when he saw the head of the family look fiercely at a giant tree diagonally ahead: "Where is who? Come out!"

Teng Gan on the tree tightened his body, clenched his fists and was about to attack, but Yuan Lang held his head down.

And the figure of the long-haired orc who shouted loudly over there also flashed past, and there was a tooth-piercing sound of breaking, and the big tree that was hugged by three people was broken into two pieces by his punch, revealing his hiding place. A group of people from behind come.

The orc team that exposed their stature did not panic.

The orc in the lead waved away the incoming sawdust, and looked defensively at the long-haired orc on the other side of the broken tree.

"We just passed by here, and we don't want to conflict with you."

The orc with a red grass ring hanging around his neck frowned and said.

The long-haired orc sneered: "I don't want to think about the conflict. What are you doing hiding behind the tree like a mouse beast? Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid?"

When I forced them to reveal their figures, I saw the sinister eyes of the red grass-ringed orc. If they passed this big tree without any precautions, they would have been attacked long ago.

"Patriarch, these damned guys are hiding here and want to sneak attack us, let me kill them."

The tall orc's fists that were as big as the heads of ordinary orcs whimpered loudly, and Zhong Ren from the Red Grass Ring Tribe faced him with a gloomy expression.

Say in front of them that you want to clean them up, everyone is orc, don't think that you are big because you are big.

The atmosphere on both sides was tense instantly.

The long-haired orc looked at the leader of the orc on the opposite side: "We don't fight unknown tribes, report the name of your tribe."

The red grass circle orc sneered: "Or the territory of the Vine Tribe, the Red Grass Tribe."

Following the words of the orcs from the Red Grass Circle Tribe, the forest fell into silence for an instant.

The long-haired orc blinked strangely, then turned to look at the tall and strong orc beside him: "The red grass tribe, do you know him?"

The tall and strong orc scratched his head, but also looked confused: "I haven't seen these few, but they may live separately like us."

The long-haired orc rubbed his chin, nodded and said, "Well, that's right, since you belong to the Red Grass Tribe, you're welcome.

Clan people, come on!Fuck them! "

After the voice fell, the leader rushed towards the leader of the opponent.

Seeing this, the tall orc yelled from behind: "Patriarch, that leader should be left to me!"

But the two people who were already fighting didn't pay attention to his roar at all. The dull sound of body collisions accompanied by the roar of the tall and strong orc made the forest that was quiet just now lively.

At this moment, Wu Yue and the others looked at each other, and Qi Qi looked at Yuan Lang who was also squatting calmly on the tree trunk with them, with no strange expression on his face.

"Boss, the one below is the Red Grass Tribe."

Yuan Lang blinked: "Ang, I heard it."

Teng Gan: "..."

Eagle Ze: "..."

Wu Yue: "You really are like this."

A thumbs up to him.

Afterwards, several people squatted neatly on the tree trunk, looking intently at the lively two parties fighting below.

"Tsk tsk, look at that orc with the grass ring, this foot must be empty."

"That tall orc has a strong body, but he is too clumsy, and he got kicked several times."

"Well, look at the big footprints on that ass."

Wu Yue: "What hatred, it's like this, if I go back to the tribe, I'm afraid my mother won't recognize it."

Long-haired orc: "..."

Red Grass Ring Orc: "..."

The tall and strong orc touched his swollen butt, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, he raised his head and yelled at the big tree where several people were squatting: "It's a fight, can't you speak softly...?"

The tall and strong orc's last words were almost breathless. Looking at the familiar people squatting on the tree trunk, at this moment, the tall and strong orc seemed to have a group of bleating beasts galloping past.

"Clan... Patriarch, those people who robbed my cave before..."

"Bang bang bang!"

There was another dull sound of body collision, and the two parties finally separated.

The long-haired orc secretly grinned and kneaded his swollen arm, and secretly glared at the Red Grass patriarch opposite with two dark circles under his eyes: "You're so cruel."

At this moment, the Red Grass patriarch only felt that his whole body was in pain, especially the handsome face he was proud of. He didn't need to look to know that he had received the most important treatment from the long-haired orc.

"The dog must be jealous of my good looks."

The orc warrior of the Red Grass Tribe who was about to step forward to comfort the head of his clan: "..."

Hehe, it is really enough to have a patriarch with such a mentality.

Restraining the painful expression on their faces, the long-haired orc team and the Red Grass Tribe all looked at Wu Yue and his party who were squatting in rows.

"Your patriarch and his family members who were cleaned up by us don't know each other anymore, how many of you are still squatting aside to watch the fun?"

The long-haired orc glanced at the ugly-looking Red Grass patriarch and said with a smile.

Teng Gan smiled honestly and touched his head: "Then it's not good to get involved, everyone is not familiar with it."

The long-haired orc blinked: "Aren't you from the same tribe?"

Teng Gan continued to smile honestly: "Of course not, we all look so good-looking, how can we be in the same tribe as those crooked melons and split dates."

The Gao Zhuang orc group stared at Teng Gan and the others, then looked at the group of the Red Grass Tribe in unison, and then nodded in agreement: "It really doesn't look like it."

But at this moment, the long-haired orc seemed to have thought of something, and asked with a twitching corner of his mouth, "You are not from the Red Grass Tribe, are you?"

His eyes were fixed on the orc squatting in the middle with an indifferent expression. He remembered correctly that the one who said they were from the Red Grass Tribe last time was the best-looking orc.

Locked by the gaze of the long-haired orc, Yuan Lang raised his eyebrows calmly: "Well, I was just kidding you."

Long-haired orc: "!!!"

I'm so meow, I have such a bad temper!

"Let go of me, don't stop me, I'm going up to kill him!"

The tall and strong orc looked at the patriarch of his own family who was pulling his arm in confusion: "Patriarch, I didn't stop you, what are you doing by pulling my arm?"

Long-haired patriarch: "..."

It's really tiring to have such a clansman who doesn't wink.

"Heh, where did the pheasant tribe come from, and dare to pretend to be our red grass tribe?"

The red grass patriarch touched the wound on his face when he spoke, and the anger in his heart burned even more.

Yin Han's eyes looked at the few people on the tree with hatred, but when they glanced at Wu Yue, there was a hint of covetousness: "Hand over that female, and all of you will become slaves of my Red Grass Tribe obediently, and I will keep it. Down with your cheap life."

Wu Yue tilted her head innocently and looked at the red-grass patriarch who counted pig-faced faces: "You want me?"