Plants of Another World Offense and Defense

The foul-smelling saliva dripped and fell on the half-orc's face along the lower jaw, washing away some black traces, which were earth carbon ash.

Struggling with his hands and feet, he finally opened his eyes. Before he came back to his senses, he stared blankly at the beast in front of him. The terrifying sharp horns of the opponent soared into the sky, and the evil breath in his mouth rushed straight to his forehead. The red thread in the seam is the meat.

What kind of meat?

The half-orc stared wide-eyed, opened his mouth wide and didn't want to think about what kind of meat it was. He fumbled with his hands trying to find a tool to protect himself, but he didn't dare to move his eyes too wide. manage?

The half-orcs are staying in the bushes, so it is not easy to do too much action, but as long as there is a hope of escaping, who else is willing to die?

The half-orc is not out of his mind anymore, so he naturally thinks so.

The confrontation is all half-orc's delusion, it's just a powerful beast playing with weak ants - the huge beast's mouth rushes towards the face, and the half-orc grabs the stone and smashes it.

At the very moment, a silver-white light burst through the air, the extremely fine red thread was stretched and then covered with red, the half-orc was drenched with blood, because the red blood in his mouth flowed directly into his mouth in surprise.

Insufficient energy, insufficient energy, shutdown countdown, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

With a bang, the corner of the sky fell to the ground, and a pool of red blood flowed out without money, gradually turning into a circle with a beast in the center, which looked like a demon's summoning formation.

Wu Nu pushed back in horror, the silver in his eyes was like the color of the sky, he couldn't tell which voice saved him, or the majestic silver wolf in front of him.

My heart skipped a beat at just one glance.

The giant wolf looked down at him quietly, its bright red tongue licking its nails casually, the red traces hung on its sharp white claws, lightly outlining gorgeous and complex traces.

He is not him.

Orcs know that.

Who is he?

He is the beast he regrets the most, the warmth he cannot forget, the only faith in his despair, and the god he most wants to overwhelm.

The half-orc raised his head and looked at the giant beast quietly. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but there were crystal tears hanging from the corner of his eyes, which condensed and then rolled down.

The silver wolf looked coldly at the sad slave who couldn't help himself, and the other party's broad tail was pulled weakly. He just glanced at him, and just one glance made him cover his face and cry, and limp on the ground weakly.

Silver Wolf's eyes were as indifferent as the Siberian cold wind, his eyes streaked across the bloodstains, who was that light?

I don't know if it was a secret that attracted him, so Silver Wolf didn't dismember the corpse to make the holy medicine immediately.

He has never been a strong person, but he has no one to rely on.

The half-orc has a mouth, trying hard to keep his eyes from being blurred by tears, knowing that it's not him but still can't stop, unstoppable tears, unstoppable sadness...

Silver Wolf quietly looked at the slave who was crying but didn't make a sound. For the first time, he wanted to take a good look at the slave's eyes. He didn't know if it was like that in his dream, but when he moved his ears, he heard a voice ten meters away. , Tilting his head and roaring, he shook it vigorously, his nose could not smell the bad smell, and the disgusted Silver Wolf rolled his eyes.

The giant wolf was not air, so it was naturally seen by a group of people ten meters away, and also saw the half-orc thrown by the giant wolf. That messy face was really eye-catching.

A group of orc hunting teams with heavy loads, they carried a week's worth of food, even if there was sudden garbage, there was no time to hide, and in the blink of an eye, the silver wolf had long since disappeared.

"what?"

The head of the hunting team frowns coldly, and is very good at playing with the whip. Facing the sudden "bright sword", he whips over, turns around and throws the half-orc, squinting at the back of the silver wolf, doubts flash in his eyes, but they are as fast as lightning. Cover up quickly.

"Report Spike, it's a half-orc."

"Half-beast? What race?"

Langya turned around and ordered someone to help the orc. He turned around and saw the dirty orc. The round gray ears of the other party looked like a bear tribe. The reason for being abandoned.

It turns out that it is almost the breeding season.

Many small tribes began to migrate, and it was common to pick up a few half-dead slaves during this period.

It's only half a leg, and with a swipe of the wolf's teeth and the animal skin skirt, he touched the blessing card without accident, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and the corners of his eyes were naturally raised.

Between the flashing eyes, a coquettish and slut aura rushed towards his face, Langya stretched his waist and swayed, squinting his eyes and asked casually, "I need a bed warmer, will you come? "

The half-orc stared blankly at the pendant on the other's neck, and the word "long grass" on the white shell was so flamboyant.

His brain didn't even have time to think about it, so he rushed up to save Langya's thigh, opened his mouth and yelled, at this time his brain was working, thinking of the black wolf buried in his mind, his eyes were watery and sad.

Langya's tongue lightly slid across the palate, leaned down against the teeth and stretched out his fingers, like a domineering president in a romance novel, grabbed his chin and lifted it up forcefully, closed his eyes, took a deep breath for a moment, then shook his hand away. go,

Ordered to go to the target creek!

With a tear in the corner of the orc's eye, he stretched out his hand to touch the creaking hole, took a deep breath and smelled it, and then spit it out—it stinks!

The strength of the wolf teeth was so strong that the half-orcs watched the opponent take the lead, and the head of the sharp-horned beast disappeared with a stone knife, and it rolled into the hole that the orcs had dug in advance. Two basketball-sized heads, How old are you?It's just a thousand catties of animal meat, but Langya, a half-orc who is naturally weaker than orcs, directly soaked in urine and mixed muddy water to touch the neck of the horned beast, picked up the forelimbs and walked away with his back on his back!

After the half-orc followed Spike, he watched in disbelief as he mingled steadily in the center, like a concentric circle. In the innermost circle were all orcs with their prey on their backs, and on the periphery were orcs with weapons. After a careful calculation, there are 31 orcs carrying weights, and one of them, a monster comparable to a pointed horned beast, was divided into two and carried by two people. This way, the wolf teeth are the most powerful!

Most of these heavy-loaded orcs carry hundreds of catties of prey on their backs. Based on previous experience, the half-orcs estimate that a head weighs 700 catties, which is 200 catties heavier than the 500 catties of meat pigs waiting to be slaughtered in the farm. Even Landrace pigs are only 400 catties. 500 catties, it can be seen that the harvest of this group of orcs is good.

A total of 700 prey weighed 28 jin. Among them was a sharp-horned beast weighing 1100 jin and a 20-jin long-horned beast that had been divided into two halves. The total amount was 1100 jin. Orcs usually ate 1000 jin of meat and pinched their fingers. One calculation can be divided into [-] orcs. If you think about it with your butt, you know that this is definitely not a small tribe, so the long grass tribe is a super tribe with more than [-] people.

Terrible, what is it like to manage a big tribe with over a thousand people?

The tribe where the orcs used to stay was a small tribe, with only a hundred orcs, and a hunting trip would bring back four or five hundred catties, which was not enough to fill their stomachs for a day, so the wild orcs were hungry every day, and they Even the most basic food and clothing cannot be guaranteed.

Everyone is below the poverty line.

Because of pity, he was cut into pieces by thousands of knives.

Then don't take out what you have learned?

No, that's not something a half-orc would do. This time, he not only wants to show it, but also repays kindness with kindness.

Like a seed that germinated from within, he waved his rhizome fiercely, plunged into the ground desperately, absorbing the land to nourish it, this time he will not easily pity him, he will not be foolish and brainless.

"Hey, why are you in a daze?"

The half-orc tilted his head violently, his lips brushed lightly across his skin, he turned his head and looked up at Wolf Fang's eyes, the shimmering light was full of a smile, and the pointed ears hidden in his ears were white.

He suddenly found that the gay half-beast in front of him was abnormally white, his complexion was sickly pale, his lips were bright red with blood, and even his exposed chest was fair, not at all like a wind-blown and sun-baked animal skin skirt Among the other orcs in the world, he was as white as a goblin living in a house.

There are little stars in the eyes of this little half-beast, and the long eyelashes of Langya's blinking eyes seem to brush his face, the more Langya lowers his head to try to see the stars in the half-orc's eyes, the more the half-orc looks back Back up, and then—plop into the water.

The half-orc looked confused, why did he come to the edge of the stream?

Drenched all over with a dazed face, his big round eyes looked to the end, Langya bent down again and finally saw the orc's eyes clearly, it turned out that he was right, there really were stars.

Cherry-colored stars, if you don't pay attention, you really can't see them.

Although Langya is in poor health, his eyes are completely fine, even much better than normal people!

The corners of Langya's mouth slightly curled up, revealing a gorgeous smile comparable to a hundred flowers in full bloom. He licked his lips and bit them lightly, his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he had encountered something difficult to solve.

As for the half-orc whose fangs were extremely tangled, he shrank in the water and checked his arms, which were about the same length. To escape, I thought I had no chance to enter the long grass, but there was another village, and there was nothing wrong with it, but I forgot to check his arm, after all, his hand was still broken yesterday.

It would be strange if the half-orc thought of something, he didn't notice the bug at all, he only noticed that his arm was free from the board, and he could move freely.

He didn't notice at all that overnight, no matter how good his flesh was, no matter how fast his wound healed, it was impossible for him to recover!

Washing his hair on his own took a lot of lice eggs, and he felt that there was nothing other than shaving his head to kill all the lice.

There are mountains of corpses piled up, and the strange thing is that there is no trace of bloody smell. The orcs with long grass have a characteristic. They carefully bury their internal organs outside. This feature is indeed the seal of the wolf's teeth.

The fertile black mud mixed with orc urine miraculously stopped the blood flow as long as it was applied to the bleeding hole.

All the corpses have this thick layer of mud, and all the exposed parts of the corpses are covered with black mud seals without flesh. If it wasn't for the half-orc who knew it was a corpse at a glance, he should have known.

Langya stood in front of the big pit dug by the orcs. With a corpse weighing 1300 kilograms and the sum of six standard pigs waiting to be slaughtered, how thick would the black mud be?

The half-orc stayed in the water and rubbed his body. When he looked up and saw the scene and remembered the characteristics of the long grass, the orc had already stirred the soil. Wolf Fang sat on a rock and tilted his head to watch the orcs work. Stir the black mud together, and the other several bowls of soil were dug and wrapped, and finally the remaining few took the wrapped black mud and smeared it on the corpse.

Clear division of labor, simple and efficient.

"Washed clean?"

Spike's voice is like a soft and boneless beautiful snake, the bones are softened, and the half-orc raised his head. He doesn't like such a boyfriend, he likes the motor vinegar jar that his boyfriend insists on reporting.

"The Great Witch doesn't like dirty slaves," especially gray fur.

But the big witch didn't divide the orc just now, and even saved him.

Goblin tails and ears are all gray.

Perhaps, this traverser is an exception?

What do you mean?

The half-orc raised his head and looked at Wolf Fang suspiciously, tilted his head and stared at his round eyes, as if he saw the stars all over the sky, his mood suddenly became unbelievably good.

It's ridiculous but also sad that a sick man relies on a psychopath to touch his warmth.

Langya's nose is very sensitive, which is the talent of the soul.

The author has something to say: Qingming, did you go to worship your ancestors?

May all relatives, on the other side of the earth, live a happy life.

Suddenly found out that I have a new promotion in the ancient pure love!

I was very happy, so I decided to add more.

Hug the buddy who fell into the pit.