In the original live broadcast [Crossover]

After hearing Zhu Xun's words, the patriarch's eyes were dark, and he looked at the food on the stone table and wondered what he was thinking.

9527: "Zhu Xun... is this really good?"

Zhu Xun: "Look at his reaction."

The aroma of food was still floating in the air, and the time passed by every minute. After a long time, the patriarch finally responded.

"Excellent swear, you made me reconsider the consequences of my decision..." The patriarch narrowed his eyes, his deep facial features are very charming, "If you can prove that you are not suspected of intentionally hurting your fellow clansmen, the second violation of the clan rules will be invalidated .”

"I will definitely." Zhu Xun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Morata still has a sensible patriarch, otherwise he would be cold.

"but."

The patriarch's conversation suddenly changed, which made Zhu Xun's heart beat wildly.

"You have violated the first family rule, sheltering orcs who hurt their own clansmen." He looked straight at Zhu Xun, his eyes darkened, "Sartre told me that the orc has a leopard form, and his speed is not as fast as ours, and Quick movement, excellent night vision...these are all Dornish traits."

Zhu Xun had never heard of the name Dorn, and he didn't even know the Sadway race he mentioned before.

"Sadway is a unique race in the Maikabi Desert. It is naturally adapted to the desert climate. It has sweaty fur, is resistant to hunger and heat, has strong night vision, and is suitable for night action. It can walk freely on the sand without being disturbed. .”

The patriarch seemed to see Zhu Xun's doubts and began to explain to him.

"Dorn is a race outside the Dancarito Basin. They were born in the tropical rainforest, and their characteristic body shape is very similar to ours."

After the patriarch's explanation, Zhu Xun began to have a general understanding of the world. There are roughly five orc races in this world, namely Sadway, Habo, Asolite, Butler and Dorn, corresponding to deserts and plains. , glaciers, mountains, and rain forests. The distribution of the terrain may be different, but the races corresponding to the terrain will not change.

Among them, there are countless tribes in the Maikapi Desert. Although each tribe belongs to the Sadway race, their animal forms are different. Other tribes, all orcs are just other animals.

Xiu's beast form was obviously completely different from Morata's. Besides, among a group of dark-colored orcs, Xiu's white skin was too eye-catching.

9527: "It turns out that there are different races... I thought that every human and animal form is different. This is blood inheritance."

"White... is really a rare color." The patriarch suddenly sighed.

"What?" Zhu Xun couldn't understand again.

"Among the orcs, males with white fur are very rare." The patriarch smiled slightly, and looked at Zhu Xun again, "Just like the unbelievers in the tribe, you are all existences beyond common sense."

"...I don't understand." Zhu Xun said honestly.

"He himself knows best why there is white fur." ​​The patriarch's eyes showed a little interest, "His pupil color and hair color are also colors that you don't usually see."

"...I think it's okay." Zhu Xun couldn't help but feel a little sad when he thought of Xiu's silver hair and blood pupils. He had already started to think about Xiu.

The patriarch didn't know what to think of, and smiled very happily.

"Only you can get along with him... You are all people with miserable life experiences."

The connotation of this sentence is very deep. Before Zhu Xun could react, the patriarch changed the subject and started to mention the matter of Xiu biting the residents of Morata.

"That time I wanted to go to the canyon to go back to Lima and Di, but unfortunately I failed. Those three people drove me out and beat me up again." Zhu Xun was a little helpless, "After Xiu saw it, he avenged me …I apologize for causing confusion in the Horde, I'm sorry."

The patriarch narrowed his eyes and didn't say anything. Zhu Xun wanted to explain, but the patriarch waved him.

"You can go back."

Zhu Xun froze for a moment, and the patriarch suddenly stood up and interrupted all his words.

"For some reason, you may not know my name, my name is Sorov." Sorov stretched out his right hand, his light-colored eyes glowed faintly, "As the Morata patriarch, I welcome every good fighter Warrior, thank you for your contribution to the tribe last night, and I will try my best to give you the greatest opportunity to defend yourself."

"Thank you, what do I need to do?" Zhu Xun was not intimidated by this compliment, and the problem he was most worried about had not been resolved.

"I will notify you in advance. Now, you can move freely in the tribe." Sorov said kindly.

Zhu Xun nodded, greeted and walked out.

From the soft carpet to the hard gravel, Zhu Xun's soles were a little bit reluctant. He hadn't walked a few steps out of the house when he was suddenly stopped by Li.

"I heard that you defeated Drow alone." Li stepped forward, with a face resembling the patriarch's heroic look, "But I have searched those places, but I didn't find Drow's body."

Zhu Xun: "..."

"Xin is not a liar..." Li said to himself, then repeated, "How did you do it?"

Zhu Xun was calm on the surface, but he was already going crazy.

Zhu Xun: "9527, Jianghu Emergency! What should I do now!"

9527: "Emmm, can you fool the past and not expose the system."

Zhu Xun: "This difficulty is too high! Look at this handsome guy's appearance, does he look like a fool?"

9527: "Okay, you follow my words..."

Li saw that Zhu Xun had stayed there for a long time, and felt a little defensive. At this moment, Zhu Xun suddenly came back to his senses, raised his head and looked straight at him, a pair of black pupils were like nightfall, quiet and full of vitality.

Li was stunned for a moment, only to see Zhu Xun's serious expression, and said solemnly.

"Sorry, I can't tell you."

"Why?" Li asked almost subconsciously, and his intuition told him that there was a reason for Zhu Xun.

"Because...it's the secret of the unbeliever."

Zhu Xun's serious look stunned Li. When Li was in a daze, Zhu Xun immediately bypassed him and left Sorov's house quickly.

Li pondered for a long time, but couldn't figure out what secrets non-believers had. Finally, he couldn't restrain his curiosity and walked into Sorov's house.

"Father, I want to know something." Li said straight to the point, "What did he tell you?"

"...Li, why do you ask this?" Sorov raised his eyebrows.

"I want to know how he defeated Drow with his own strength."

"He didn't tell you?" Sorov asked again.

"No...he said it was the secret of the unbelievers."

Sorov pondered for a moment, then suddenly stood up from the carpet.

"Li, not everything has an answer. There have been unbelievers in the tribe a long time ago. Although everyone spreads that they will bring misfortune, but there are very few unbelievers who bring prosperity to the tribe, which is not a disaster. "

"Father, what do you mean..." Li seemed to understand something.

"The emergence of unbelievers in the tribe may not be a bad thing. Some unbelievers have special abilities." Sorov said meaningfully, "It is precisely because of their special abilities that some tribes can save themselves from danger and succeed in extremely difficult environments. survive."

"I heard that lightning fell from the sky the night Zhu Xun hunted the blade lizard." Mentioning the natural phenomenon that appeared out of thin air, Li's eyes suddenly became awed, "Although it was only for a short while, it was indeed Zhu Xun. brought."

"I also intend to let him join the guard team. It's a pity that this ability can't be used by the tribe." Sorov pondered. What we need to do now is to help Zhu Xun tide over the difficulties."

"I understand." Li nodded, and his heart suddenly became clear.

"I just talked to the non-believer and he wanted help from me."

Sorov narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something.

"I didn't show hatred, and I didn't speak too much...Zhu Xun is a man of great wisdom."

Li blinked and added, "He is only nine years old this year."

"If there is time, I hope the tribe can accept him again." Sorov's eyes were full of thoughts, and when he looked at Xiang Li, he had a little tenderness, "It will also help you at that time."

"It's too early to say this, the position of patriarch does not belong to me alone." Li was much more determined, his eyes full of fighting spirit, "I have other candidates in mind."

"Who is it?" Sorov became a little interested.

"The adult whose parents died in the last war...his name is Xin."

"Xin is indeed a very leader, he has convincing abilities." Sorov was much more serious, "Li, if you want to compete fairly, you must outperform him in ability."

"I'm trying, father."

The village chief and his son are still discussing. Zhu Xun left Sorov's house early, and now he has reached the center of the tribe, which is still some distance away from Xin's house.

Zhu Xun has almost never been here, and the surrounding environment is unfamiliar, which makes him a little uneasy. In the tribe, every household will have some characteristics to distinguish residents. For example, Xin, the roof of his stone house is covered with limp red plants. Sliding down along the outline of the stone, like a row of flower curtains.

Walking on the road, Zhu Xun was very thankful that he had been bluffed just now. Only he knew that those words were all made up. What are the secrets of unbelievers? Unbelievers have no secrets at all, but the truth is that they are beaten every day.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

9527: "Tsk tsk tsk, that man named Walker has been staring at you, so fierce!"

Zhu Xun: "...I have to hurry up, don't get caught by him!"

Just when Walker was about to come up to make trouble, Zhu Xun suddenly let go of his feet and ran away.

"Stop for me!"

Walker, who was as tall as a bear, immediately caught up, followed by three little followers, chasing wildly behind him.

9527: "My premonition...whatever you say."

"Is the snake spirit sick? Staring at me every day, I have nothing to do!" Zhu Xun wailed in pain. God knows how annoying he is. If it were another person who was chased and beaten every day, would he be able to If you endure it, you are God.

"Don't run! You little bastard!" Walker cursed loudly.

"Why listen to you, you fur monster!" Zhu Xun scolded back unceremoniously, "Bullying me as a child gives me a sense of accomplishment!"

Walker yelled angrily and ran even faster.

Zhu Xun was startled, and began to run away in a panic. If Walker caught up with him, his small body would suffer.

At this time, a figure suddenly flashed in front of Zhu Xun's eyes, and before he could dodge in time, he fell into the arms of that person.

9527: "Is it a handsome face if you look up (/ω＼)"

Zhu Xun looked up, his face changed drastically.

What he saw was not a handsome guy, but a man who suffocated him.

He is Sartre.