sinful preference

"Em." The little orc carved in jade wanted to hug the female orc who was pushed to the ground by the male father, but was pushed away, hit the wooden shelf, and smashed the ceramics all over the floor.

"Get out!" The female orc was covered in bruises, with a stinky white liquid flowing from the corner of her mouth, her eyes were red, her slender arms were covered with hickey marks, her legs were folded in a weird twisted way, and she had completely lost her ability to move. .

The little orc was wearing dirty rags. After being scolded, he obediently didn't move. He stood there with numbness in his light gray pupils. He watched dully as his mother climbed onto the simple bed and vomited. There was filth all over the place, and finally he looked at the roof as if he was dead, his whole body was full of lifelessness.

The silence in the air seemed to infect the two people with poison. The little orc looked out the window and then at the mess in the room. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to clean up the room. He didn't know who's pants and underwear were thrown on the ground. To the ground puddles of water and vomit of female orcs.

Just as the little orc was packing up to the bed, the originally lifeless female seemed to have gained power in the name of hatred, kicked the little orc in the chest, and cursed out of breath, "I said, get out! Don't Standing in front of me makes me sick!"

The little orc was not kicked and fell to the ground. His silver-white hair covered the little orc's eyebrows. He silently wiped off the last bit of filth, and then went out quietly, and ran to the river to clean his dirty hands. thing.

The small river is at the end of the tribe, and the upstream and downstream are the favorite places for females and cubs in the tribe. They go there to wash clothes, fetch water, and play, so the silver-haired little orcs habitually come to the downstream , Looking at the fairly clean water, I squatted by the small river and stretched my hands into it to wash, almost rubbing off a layer of skin.

Right now!

There was a sound of footsteps coming from behind, and the little orc was about to stand up vigilantly, when he was pushed into the water! With a 'plop' sound, countless layers of water were splashed.

"Hahaha! Look at him, this bastard is indeed a captive's cub! It's so useless!"

"Such rubbish, it can't possibly be the seed of a powerful orc..."

"Who knows, his mother is the female of the tribal leader of the enemy tribe. The leader is dead, so his mother will naturally become the spoils of our tribe and use it casually."

"His mother is very good-looking."

"Why, you want to go too?" The little orc boy in the lead looked like a boy, and he smiled brightly, "It's all been used to death, it must be very loose, when you grow up, he needs about ten orcs to go up together. satisfy."

Among them, a little female played with her, she blushed shyly when she heard such explicit words, and said coquettishly, "You guys are too bad, I'm going home."

The leader of the little orc immediately went to coax him, saying: "Don't go, don't go, I won't talk anymore, can I give you the white-tailed bear I caught the day before yesterday?"

The little female shyly held back for a while, then nodded, and then said: "Then don't play here, my mother said not to get too close to him, he is very dirty."

All the orcs immediately left the little females, Zhongxing Pengyue, and before leaving, many little orcs even urinated in the small river as a prank, doing naive evil deeds.

The silver-haired little orc was used to waiting for the cubs to leave before slowly getting up from the creek. The light gray pupils like stagnant water looked at the direction in which the little orcs left, hiding the darkness.

He has no name, he is something that should not have been born, male father is unknown, Eminem is a prisoner of war female prostitute who belongs to the leader, after the leader is tired of playing, he rewards the single old orcs who can't find a female, when those people know the prisoner of war She was actually pregnant, so she stayed with the mentality that she might be a little female. After all, there are very few females, and it is not easy to have an innocent one.

If it is a female, then it will be raised under the leader's name, and when it grows up, it will be married to a heroic orc as a reward.

If it's an orc...

Then raise it casually. It is best to contribute to the tribe. If you have thoughts that you shouldn't have, then you can only kill them in the cradle.

In the distance, the little orc seemed to be able to hear the cubs talking about themselves:

"Hey, is he dumb? I've never heard him speak." the little female asked.

"That's right, I don't have either, but I'm just a lowly bastard, it doesn't matter if I can talk or not."

"That's right, I feel disgusted when I smell him, and I don't want to see him again." The little female was aggrieved.

All of a sudden, the cubs were filled with righteous indignation, and they didn't know what they were trying to do to make the little female happy. 'Wild Species' stood alone on the gravel with wetness, and the only pair of straw sandals was thrown away. , he clenched his little fist tightly, and let it go after a long time—it wasn't the right time yet.

On the day Yu'er left that tribe, the sky was as dazzling as if it had been splashed with blood. Behind Yu'er was the scene of dilapidated ruins due to the attacks of hostile tribes.

He watched indifferently as everyone was captured, splashed with blood on the spot, and robbed.

Looking at her, Eminem went crazy and crashed to death on the head of the bed.

Then leave aimlessly.

On the backs of his hands were the marks of sinners. He had been born since he was a child, indicating his unclean status, so no tribe was willing to take him in. He continued to wander, and he also grew up, and the marks on the backs of his hands became even uglier.

Later, Yu'er met another group of little orcs who were abandoned, and cooperated in such a casual way, because he didn't want to die, he wanted to live, and he lived better than anyone else!Then let everyone who thinks he is disgusting, laughs at him, and insults him poke their eyes blind!Cut off their tongues!Although they live in pain, they can't ask for death.

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"Boss, Yu'er doesn't seem to be feeling well." When Chiwei was ready to leave, he was sent to call Yu'er who had rested for two hours, only to find that Yu'er was hot all over, as if he was sick.

"What?" Qingjiao stood majesticly standing next to the man with a small body, and unconsciously always stood in front of the man. This is the orc's desire to protect his females, and it is the instinct of the orcs to keep the delicate females behind. .

Although Qing Jiao's small bean sprouts figure can't hide Shen Man's beautiful white body at all.

There is no way, the weather is very good, Shen Man's clothes are rotten, he was drenched by the cold last night, so he is too lazy to wear them today, and runs around shirtless, Qingjiao has stopped him many times, but he can only do trivial things. It is a very useful thing in my heart.

But when he heard the news, Qingjiao suddenly lost his other thoughts. He frowned and said, "Don't go there, I'll go and have a look."

Chiwei was a little worried. He and Qingjiao belonged to the same tribe. They were already grown up when they left. Of course, they knew that orcs were not easy to get sick.

Some diseases are contagious.

And what about them?

No witch doctor, no herbs, nothing.

So being sick is a luxury for them.