Kill one protagonist in one day [Quick Transmigration]

After the commotion, unexpectedly no orcs dared to bid.There may be eager expressions on their faces, but in the end the excitement was suppressed by reason.It was rare for all the orcs to look in the direction of the Raksha clan in unison.

Sure enough, although the big cats of the Raksha clan still had indifferent expressions, they couldn't hide the excitement in their pupils as if they had found prey.Powerful tails swung behind them, pointed ears raised.The eyes looking at the Spirit Wing were full of desire and plunder.But none of them acted rashly, after all, the patriarch had already walked towards that place.

Mo Jiuque's face was so cold that others couldn't see his expression.The Rakshasa tribe is a group with distinct levels, and the strong are respected.Every patriarch is the strongest warrior in the clan.While enjoying the most advanced treatment, they shouldered the important task of choosing the future for the tribe.A Spirit Wing is nothing, the point is that they may be able to find traces of other Spirit Wings from him.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly stopped in front of Mo Jiuque.That was also a member of the Raksha tribe, a hideous scar started from his right eye, passed through the bridge of his nose, and didn't stop until the left cheek.His half bone wings are wide and powerful, and his whole body is full of powerful muscles.The vigorous tail tapped the ground provocatively.He looked at Mo Jiuque, grinned, showing a bloody smile with malicious intentions.

Seeing this, Mo Jiuque frowned slightly, and then continued to walk forward as if no one was there.The moment he intersected with the orc, his half-skeleton wings suddenly opened, and his figure turned into a black shadow.In the blink of an eye, a sharp bone blade was stabbed across the carotid artery of the previous provocative Rakshasa, and the skin was cut a little, and bright red blood flowed out.

"Os, back down."

Mo Jiuque said coldly, just one face to face, the strong Raksha clansman was at a disadvantage.A look of unwillingness flashed across Oss's face, and he was about to make another move, but was held back by several Rakshasa tribesmen.In the end, he could only let out a heavy breath, and took a few steps back to get out of the way.Just a fierce light flashed in his light gray eyes.

This kind of thing is actually very common among the Rakshas, ​​after all, this is a group that advocates force.When encountering conflicts, just fight. The winner has the right to deal with the slaves and property of the loser.But there is only one thing - except for special circumstances, the Raksha tribes are not allowed to die in battles with each other, and those who kill will be punished most severely.After all, the number of people in the tribe is becoming increasingly scarce, and unnecessary deaths are not forgiven.

Of course, the position of patriarch was also defeated. As the second warrior in the clan, Oss had been eyeing Mo Jiuque's position all the time.Although the two are both young and middle-aged, it is the time when their combat effectiveness is the strongest.But Mo Jiuque was born to a Lingyi clan, while Aosi's slave mother was a golden tiger.Such a gap caused a large gap in the original strength of the two people of the same age.

Mo Jiuque jumped onto the stone platform and used the bone blade to pick up the Lingyi tribe's chin.There is no sympathy at all.All aggressive slaves will be fed anesthesia juice before the transaction, making them helpless.But even in his comatose state, the Netherwing looked extraordinarily beautiful.The dense golden eyelashes cast a small shadow like butterfly wings.The golden wings lay quietly behind him, as quiet and beautiful as an angel who has fallen into the mortal world.

Suddenly, the golden eyelashes trembled slightly.The Spirit Wing opened his eyes, his pupils were like the clearest sky.When they saw Mo Jiuque, the Lingyi clan's eyes widened for a moment, panicked.But it couldn't stop being pitiful.When Mo Jiuque saw this scene, he raised his eyebrows, and didn't stop at that delicate face.Instead, he walked behind the Spirit Wing Clan and checked the nodes of his wings.

The feathers at the base of the wings are light soft golden, when they see what they want.Mo Jiuque nodded as a signal, and then the Raksha people placed countless bags made of animal skins in front of the auctioneer.Bone coins are special bones of a certain kind of beast. This kind of beast is extremely difficult to deal with, so the amount of bone coins also represents the strength of a beastman.And what the Rakshasa clan lacks most is bone coins.

The auctioneer's eyes narrowed into a line with a smile, and after counting the bone coins, he generously brought out another ashen-covered Spirit Wing member, saying that this would be given to the Raksha clan.

Compared with the one just now, the Spirit Wing clansman who was pulled out was inferior by many levels. He only had a pair of wings, and they were not pure white, but as if they were covered with a layer of dust.The clothes on his body were also worn out, like a piece of rag.And the only bright color on his whole body was the short ear-length hair like a flame, the fiery red color was full of vigor and vitality.

This spirit wing clansman was also asleep, and seemed to be more comatose.According to the auctioneer, when this spirit wing was captured, he made a fuss. If he hadn't set a trap before, he would have almost run away.Therefore, the anesthesia juice that was given to this spirit wing clansman was five times that of other slaves.

But even in a deep coma, this gray-winged Spirit Wing still looked fierce.He frowned, the corners of his mouth were pursed, and he had a super fierce expression on his face.Oss stepped forward, frowned and looked at the Spirit Wing.

He couldn't get that high-ranking Gold Wing. Even though this Gray Wing was the most inferior Spirit Wing, he was also ugly.But no matter what, he is a spirit wing clan, the opportunity is really rare.His estrus period is coming soon, and if he waits any longer, there will be no better object to conceive offspring than the Spirit Wings.

But just as Os was about to step back and buy the slave.Mo Jiuque was the first to snatch him into his hands.After looking at it carefully, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.This brief smile was fleeting, and before the others could react, Mo Jiuque walked back into the group, holding the golden wing with one hand and the gray-winged spirit wing with the other.

Astonishment flashed across Oss' face, and then unconcealable anger welled up in his heart.He immediately rushed in front of Mo Jiuque and roared:

"Blood Moon, you already have a high-level one. Do you want to own two Spirit Wings?!"

Hearing the words, the other clansmen also looked over here with some hesitation.To be honest, the Spirit Wings want them all.But if they are facing the strongest patriarch, they can make concessions.But now there are two Spirit Wings...

Many people are playing small Jiujiu in their hearts.The Golden Wing's Spirit Wing has fully woken up, and he screamed in fright when he saw the assessment eyes cast on him by the orcs around him.Then he hid behind Mo Jiuque without a teacher, only carefully showing half of his face.But it looks more charming and charming.

And Mo Jiuque still had a cold face, and when Jin Chi wanted to climb onto his shoulder, he avoided it without leaving a trace.Holding Gray Wing in his arms, he scanned the circle with fierce and cold eyes.When the clansmen couldn't help but retreat and show weakness, they said:

"If you want, then fight."

The low and hoarse words were touching, but at the moment they carried an invincible evil spirit.According to the rules of the Raksha clan, the strong can get everything.Be it prey, wealth, slaves or whatever.If Mo Jiuque could defeat everyone, let alone two members of the Lingyi tribe, no matter how many there were, they would be fine.Only the strong can have the right to mate.

However, in the current situation where the descendants of the Raksha tribe are extremely rare and reproduction is difficult, although Mo Jiuque has no problem doing this, the eyes of many tribesmen looking at him have changed a little.The Raksha people's desire for offspring far exceeds that of all orcs, and they will not let go of any opportunity to conceive offspring.Even fighting Mo Jiuque.

Fortunately, they still have reason in their heads, after the auction is over.All the orcs quickly packed up their things and prepared to return to the tribe.The high priest finally announced that the next festival time would be next year's Full Fruit Moon.All the tribes need to gather in the Black Gobi Desert and go to worship the Altar of Flames together.

Before leaving, Mo Jiuque saw Wang Yixiao winking at him.He blinked calmly, and then led the tribe on the way back to the tribe.

Wang Yixiao followed at the end of the pack of wolves, running rather listlessly.To speed things up, all Shadow Wolves are back to their original form.A huge pack of wolves gallops across the endless grassland under the leadership of the head wolf, and each robust adult wolf is almost as tall as two people.Wang Yixiao's thin body followed as if he could be trampled to death with one foot.

But in fact, although he is thin and small, his movements are flexible.In the running of the pack of wolves, he was not pulled down, not only that, but he seemed to be able to handle it with ease.The gray-black hair covered his face, which blocked his wry expression.Casually following the pace of the giant wolf ahead, Wang Yixiao heaved a long sigh in his heart.

Alas, what a troubled time.

Originally thought that there was only the pupil of flames in this plot world.This is great, the chapter of justice, one of the seven chapters of order, is also in this world.Normally, Wang Yixiao would have grinned a long time ago, he never had too many of these good things.But now thinking of Mo Jiuque, Wang Yixiao felt so angry.

As soon as I came up, I took the chapter of justice home. How could this luck be so good!And if he's not mistaken, the gray-winged birdman is probably that one.

Oh, what a mistake, what a mistake!

Wang Yixiao was filled with resentment, and couldn't help but let out a long roar, his heart was full of vicissitudes.

The author has something to say: Gold Chi [holding the wings, with teary eyes]: Chirp w

Wang Yixiao [disdainful face]: Don't be cute, you are just a piece of paper, pretending to be a bird with big wings.

System [serious face, data wave flashes]: Come on.

Wang Yixiao [Wags her tail joyfully]: Wang!

The system [looks disgusted]: I don't want you.

Wang Yixiao: TAT cried out with a cry