Traveling through the beast world to be a god stick

The flying beasts wailed sadly a few more times, but they were forced by the coercion emanating from the little beasts and dared not refuse.

In the boundless turbulent waves, countless taupe flying beasts with long arms danced in the wind.The wind was strong, and sand, stones and water droplets were rolled up from time to time, engulfing the power of the hurricane, piercing their thin transparent wing membranes, making them staggered, and it was difficult to maintain their formation.

Even so, they did not dare to leave, looking for something along the coast.

The little beast stands majesticly on the rocky island on the shore, staring at everything in front of it.

The little beast is about two meters long with its tail attached, and its height can only touch a human's thigh. Because it is still young, its facial features are round, its skin color is tender grass green, its belly is bulging, its short forelimbs lie on the ground, and its long and thick hind legs are curled up. When standing and staring into the distance, it looks like a tiger cub playing in the water and pouncing fish, which is even more cute.

But neither the flying beasts flying in the air nor the dozens of pairs of eyes nervously watching the scene from a distance dared to underestimate the opponent's lethality.

Sure enough, in the next second, the tight little beast suddenly jumped up with its back legs, and jumped several rocks like an arrow from the string. The big long fish struggled to jump out of the water, its body was pierced by its fangs, and the blood soon stained a small area red.

However, the little beast seemed extremely relaxed. It jumped back to its previous position with the smelly ugly fish in its mouth, shook its head and threw the struggling big fish on the reef, and bit off its head before it was dead. On one side, he gnawed on the body of the fish with two mouths, made a humanized "cough cough" sound from time to time, and shook his head, as if he disliked the unpalatable fish meat.

"Gudong."

On the distant stone wall, in a hidden cave, dozens of swallowing sounds echoed in the air.

I am afraid, but also greedy.

"Patriarch, that fish head..." A young orc with gray hair and gray hair couldn't help but said.

"Don't even think about it!!"

The one who answered him was also a young orc, with deep eyes, a straight nose, the same gray hair, the same ragged look, and a haggard look.

"A little dragon beast is so powerful that even a blood bat beast can give orders. Aren't we looking for death when we go out? We still think about the fish head!" After a black fish and beast twice as large came out, the pupils shrank suddenly, flashing through thick fear and apprehension.

They are used to the legends of dragon beasts, and the strength and invincibility of each other has been deeply rooted in the hearts of every orc. to what benefit.

"That's not a blood bat beast. After observing for a few days, I found that they don't eat fish, but only fruit and grass." In the cave, another voice swallowed again, and whispered, "Grass is also fine, patriarch. "

The two clansmen tried to persuade them one after another, and the others couldn't help it anymore, chattering, "That's right, patriarch, while these silly flying beasts are being suppressed by the little dragon beasts and don't know what they are doing, let's steal their grass!"

"Although the little dragon beast is powerful, it can't fly no matter how powerful it is. As long as we fly high, we won't be afraid of it!"

Someone was whimsical and still didn't give up on the fish head, "The little dragon beast doesn't eat fish heads. It thinks it's fishy, ​​but we don't! It doesn't bother it at all."

This sentence is wrong, the possessive instinct of wild beasts is absolutely strong, if they want to steal the leftover fish heads from little dragon beasts, they are nothing more than provoking the owner of the territory, and they will definitely have no good fruit if they are discovered.

It is impossible for this group of orcs not to know these common senses, but looking at them in the blink of an eye, these young and middle-aged orcs who seemed to have escaped, although they were all in a state of embarrassment, weak and injured, they couldn't hide the brutal aura all over their bodies. After hiding in the cave for a few days, I am used to seeing all kinds of bloody slaughters of fish by the little dragon beast, and I can still say these words without changing my face.

The young patriarch was obviously tempted, his narrow eyes narrowed, with a sharp and cunning light shining.

He swallowed secretly, with greed on his face, like a vicious and desperate murderer, he spat viciously, and said, "Let's mess with the nests of these annoying flying beasts and grab everything!"

"As for this little dragon beast," the patriarch remembered that he didn't know how powerful the opponent was at the beginning, so he rashly fought against the wing that was bitten by the opponent, with a grim expression, "Hide the things we brought here, and when the sky gets darker, everyone will transform , Go out and fight dragon beasts for me!"

Even if they can't beat them, they must not make this damn little dragon beast feel better!

But thinking of the vulture tribe, the patriarch of the phantom vulture tribe was vomiting blood and depressed. He hated him even more than the little dragon beast that bit him outside. He wished he could drink their blood and eat their flesh!

If it wasn't for the damned vulture tribe, how could they have been forced to run from the Southern Wilderness to the Eastern Giant Mountains, but fortunately they ran into the legendary dragon beast when they came up.

Looking at the sea which is only a short distance away from them, thinking that because of a small dragon beast, they can only sit here and watch, unable to do anything, the expression of the leader of the Huan Diao tribe is even more ferocious.

While the Huan Diao Tribe was drooling over the fish head thrown away by a little dragon beast, Wen Lie and the others surprisingly harvested a lot of fish.

Originally, there were fish in the pool on their side, but they were all small, basically small freshwater fish, and there were not many fish.Because the meat strips of the orcs have run out, and occasionally they will catch some small fish, and give the big witch half of it as a reward, and ask the big witch to help them cook better.If Wen Lie is interested, he will agree, and he has the right to adjust his taste, and by the way, he will teach those who are willing to learn to follow suit.

However, in the past two days, the weather here has gradually become windy and foggy, and the water pool has also risen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the beginning, Wen Lie thought it was Miao who was making trouble. After all, when the orcs practiced in the water pool every day, the movements they made were not small. As the opponent's cultivation gradually deepened, they could easily control half of the water pool. water volume.

But after moving into the stone house yesterday and sleeping dryly for a night, Wen Lie denied this unreliable guess. There should be other reasons for the gradual dampness of the cave, and it was not his illusion. In the valley, there are not only pools , the volume of water is rising everywhere.

Another one is that the orcs are gradually able to catch larger fish from the pool, which were not available in the pool before.

Even if Miao played with the water in the pool, he couldn't make all these fish come out.

At noon today, he just went outside for a walk, watched the orcs build houses for a while, remembered fighting the orcs last night, and finally drove them to another bedroom to sleep, but he hadn't had time to tidy up the things he left in the cave. He ran back to the cave to collect the things, and was sorting them out when Miao came back.

A fish is easily carried on the shoulder, a "big fish" more than three meters long.

Wen Lie ran out when he heard the movement, and was completely stunned when he saw the big fish that looked like a shark, "Where did you catch it?"

What he asked was nonsense. The daily schedule of the orcs is basically to go to the water pool to practice in the morning, work in the afternoon, and find something to do in the evening. At this time, there is no other place to fish except for fishing from the water pool. .

But such a large and ferocious aquatic creature, Wen Lie frowned, if it had been in the pool before, it was absolutely impossible for them not to find it.

The big fish carried by Miao was covered in blood, and its gray scales could not be seen clearly. It ticked all the way along the route that the orc walked, and the smell of blood was strong. It was obviously killed by the other party with an empowerment.

Without speaking, Miao threw the dead fish down and dragged it all the way to the front half of the hall. With a "snap", the tail of the dead fish slammed on the stone-paved floor, splashing small blood.

He looked forward, and in the middle of the hall, a huge thick wooden board was erected there, dividing the hall into two parts, the inner and outer halls, and also blocked the sight of the three houses from the outside, including the kitchen in the middle, and the two houses on both sides. The half-block bedroom.

Unable to see the non-orc's room, Miao's face was calm, and he turned his eyes away as if nothing had happened, then turned his head to glance at the non-orc, and said coldly: "Food expenses."

Wen Lie's originally nervous mood was instantly shattered, he couldn't hold back a smile, seeing the orc's eyes gradually becoming fierce, he quickly held back, and said seriously: "Okay, I will cook fish once, and it will be delicious. "

Although the size of this "fish" is beyond imagination, it is not a big problem if there are orcs to help cut it.

Seeing that he became easy to talk, the orc suddenly forgot the lesson that he had sneaked into the non-orc's bedroom last night, but the stone knife hanging on the door almost killed half the wolf's life. Know what to think.

Wen Lie laughed secretly again, turned around and went to the kitchen to get the stone knife, squatted next to the "big fish" belly, planning where to start.

But Miao stood still, touching his wound that had healed, gnashing his teeth in his heart, secretly hating the cunning little Luo in front of him. There was a thick layer of white powder mud, and he just got rid of the stone knife, and when he stepped over it, he got stuck in the white powder mud and couldn't pull it out.

Thinking of last night's embarrassment, the orc felt reconciled for a while, and it was fine to get hurt a little. The point is, from last night to now, he hasn't touched a finger of a non-orc! !

Last night he was standing in the mud in a dilemma, but the non-orcs took advantage of the fire and got up and said a lot of "borrowing" conditions, such as respecting each other's privacy, paying "food expenses" on time, and talking but not doing anything... …

To put it bluntly, just don't let him touch it.

Miao licked the corner of his mouth, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, anyway, he lived in, not now, there will always be a time.

After figuring this out, the orc regained his composure, and even had the mood to tease the non-orc again. He squatted down, saw the non-orc was struggling to chop meat, and with sharp claws, he skillfully swam on the big fish, without any hesitation. After a while, he cut a big fish weighing more than 2000 catties into half-meter-square pieces, and picked out the bones and thorns inside. Then he said with a smile, "Smell, I told You also make a promise."

"What?" Wen Lie dragged a small piece and tried to pull it, but found it was too heavy, so he chopped it with a stone knife.

After the orc regained his memory, every time he said the word "Wen Wen", to Wen Lie's ears, it was like gritting his back molars and uttering each word, full of malicious feelings, which made him The whole body is numb.But even if the other party didn't change, Wen Lie had no choice but to get used to it.

Miao turned the words aside in his heart, cut the piece of meat dragged by the non-orc man twice, and then said slowly: "Not only will I pay for the food, but I will also help you with other jobs." After thinking for a while, he tried his best Added, "For example, washing clay bowls and basins, cutting meat for you, making you the 'table', 'chair', and that 'cabinet' you mentioned yesterday. After finishing one thing, give me a kiss."

Wen Lie listened well first, and when he heard the last sentence, the stone knife hit the meat all over the floor with a "slap", and looked up in surprise, "What did you say?"

"I won't conceive a baby if I kiss you," the orc said confidently, "How dare you say you don't like me? It was fine when I kissed you before."

He was referring to the time when he lost his memory.

Wen Lie has a big head, and the orcs can't get around this part!

"What do you know? I'm..." He stopped talking, wanting to let the orc know what he was thinking at the time. He probably can cut him up like a fish now, and he can still chew and swallow. kind.

The orc pretended he didn't hear it, put his hands on the ground, and forcefully held him within a square inch, relentlessly, "Also, don't think I didn't see it that day at the pool," the orc leaned closer to his ear, and couldn't help but lick it. Touching the white and fleshy earlobe, the voice was ambiguous and hoarse, "Look at me, you stand up."

With a bang, Wen Lie's face, neck, and collarbone turned red.

His temples twitched, feeling his face was steamed into a bun, "You, you, me, me..."

With a "touch", the heavy stone knife fell from the meat, and instead of hitting the ground, it hit the orc's hand on the ground.

There was a moment of silence.

"Wear, smell," the orc suddenly gritted his teeth, grabbed the non-orc who was about to run away, and finally found a reason, his hands hurt and his heart felt relieved, but his face was filled with embarrassment and anger that was disguised just right, "You have to give me something today." Don't give me a kiss!"

After finishing speaking, he held down the guilty-looking non-beast man, opened his mouth and kissed him. During the process, he still didn't forget to threaten, and said vaguely: "Say! Do you like me?"

Wen Lie was made limp by the orcs, his breathing was unstable, as if he could only survive on the air in the mouth of the orcs, how could he answer his words.

However, deep in his heart, there seemed to be a voice that answered for him. If he was kissed by a man of the same sex and lost his mind, would there be a second answer that would allow him to escape?

Wen Lie resigned to his fate and closed his eyes.

Maybe it was when the orc gave him all the protection, maybe it was when the orc cared for him when he lost his memory, maybe it was when the orc woke up and chased him awkwardly but never changed his original intention...

I don't know where the touch came from.

This feeling may not be deep, but it does make his mind no longer calm as before.

Accidentally displaced in another world, with no way to return, if there is someone who can accompany me, maybe the feeling of loneliness will be much better.

Then, try it?

Of course, in view of the other party's past murders, he decided to prolong the start of this attempt, so as to avenge his heart-wrenching pain several times.

Well, although this guy doesn't know the truth.

Of course, they couldn't finish eating such a big fish. Wen Lie proposed to hold a small bonfire banquet as a small reward to celebrate the groundbreaking of their house.

Miao was unwilling, "Save it well, you eat slowly."

Non-orcs love to eat fish.

"That would waste a lot of salt. We used a lot to make meat strips before, and not many were brought from the Cubs tribe." Wen Lie, the orc's food protector, felt helpless, so he had to say euphemistically, "The weather is getting warmer. Can’t live, it can only be pickled or deep-fried, but deep-fried also needs salt.”

Miao frowned, apparently also thinking of this question, "Everyone is running out of salt. After a few days, the house will be built and the beast tide is over. I will take them to the Shark Salt Tribe to exchange salt."

He didn't know what he thought of, and there was impatience between his brows, but he quickly covered it up, "Don't go, it's dangerous outside."

He wasn't lying, this ice season came unexpectedly and it was extremely cold. As a large tribe, the Sirius tribe couldn't even protect themselves, let alone other tribes.

They are fortunate to hide here safely, but those tribes who have experienced the ice season and will face the beast tide...

This time they go out, I am afraid that there will be many killings and robberies among the tribes in the whole continent.

It was all about survival, and the orcs took it for granted, but Myuu didn't want non-orcs to see it.

After getting along with each other for a long time, the character of the non-orcs is very clear, even if they will stop them from killing a small bear tribe, how can they stand the blood outside.