Fang Rong lingered at the door, not knowing what to say, that fire dragon would roast him, right?

After all, the fire dragon was originally high, still a male, and was the king of people, but he turned it into a sufferer, and it didn't sound good to people or anything.

Now she looks like a little daughter-in-law, and she looks like she has a story at a glance, and she's embarrassed to say anything.

He was embarrassed, Fang Hua would not take the initiative, he also stabbed the fire dragon, and it was that knife that made the fire dragon completely fall to the bottom, speaking of which, both of them were puppeteers, and it would have been good if they had just let someone show them a word.

The two of them walked up and down the door, and neither of them wanted to go in, but the fire dragon spoke first, "Is there anything wrong with me?" ”

Fang Rong was startled and looked in from outside the house, "You saw us?" ”

"Hmm." The fire dragon was still fetching water, so he threw a wooden bucket into the well, and when it was full of water, it was pulled up, "If you have something, just say it." ”

He seemed to have figured it out, there was no anger or hatred when they met again, so he naturally accepted Fang Rong Fanghua.

"It was you dragons who asked me to find you." Fang Rong said the reason, "Now that there is a war outside, the Huoyan Dragon Clan can't do without a king, they need you." ”

Fang Hua echoed, "When we came, we were already here. ”

The dragon paused, but quickly continued, carrying the bucket into the house.

Fang Rong hurriedly followed, "Aren't you sad?" The fire dragon did not have a king, and suffered heavy casualties. ”

The fire dragon shook its head, "They need a king, not me. ”

"You are the king." Each race has a king, who is the leader of the leading race, just as empires have presidents.

"It used to be, but not anymore." The fire dragon suddenly pulled open his clothes, and there was a hideous wound there, "Although I am still alive, my strength has been greatly reduced, and I can't even beat ordinary males, let alone be kings." ”

The scar was on his heart, and the killer must have been thinking of killing him with one blow, and his fingers passed through his entire chest from behind, almost killing him.

If it weren't for the heart growing on the right side, he would have died, and he would not have been able to fly down, let alone meet the wolf clan.

The wolf clan used to be the object of their childhood training and hunting, but now they have become his companions.

That night he didn't fly far before he fell, the forest was dangerous, he was wounded again, and the smell of blood attracted predators from all directions.

Yan Gui didn't dare to stay, covering his wounds and leaving the valley from the secret path, he was afraid that the military region would hunt the large orcs around him, and if he was caught inside, he would definitely die without a place to bury.

However, it is not a good choice to come out, it is more dangerous outside, there are wolves in front and tigers in the back, and the situation is worrying.

Yangui knelt at the water's edge, cleaning his wounds with difficulty.

He had just fallen, and blood was running down his sideburns from his forehead, staining half of his black hair.

Orcs generally don't cut their hair, they follow the nature of the big forest and let it develop freely, so he has long hair and ties it with a rope, and now the rope is loose and his hair is messy.

Yan Gui thought that his hair was in the way, so he deliberately tore off a piece of animal skin and tied it loosely behind him.

The water at night was cold and cold, splashing on the chest as if someone had stabbed him again, stabbing and stinging.

Yangui leaned down, trying not to let the cold water touch other skin, and washed it all at once.

The calm surface of the lake rippled away in waves, and suddenly a pair of green eyes reflected.

Yan Gui's movements froze, and he was so sluggish that he didn't even notice that the beast was behind it.

He didn't move, his eyes didn't move, and he didn't know how long it had been stalemate, and the beast became impatient, and suddenly one of them jumped up and rushed up.

The goose rolled to the side, got up slowly on one knee, grinned and bared its fangs, and roared in a low voice.

It's a red flag to tell people I'm not to mess with.

He has been a king all year round, and he naturally has the breath of a superior person, but the other party is not easy to mess with, and he is the most vengeful wolf.

And looking like an ordinary silver wolf, Yan Gui became cautious, he originally lived in the sky, and the sky was the main battlefield, but his chest was injured, and as long as he moved his wings, he would be pulled, so he didn't change back to his original form.

It was probably for this reason that the silver wolf felt that he was a bully and refused to leave.

Speaking of wolves, this creature used to be played by him at will, and when he was bored, he caught a thing to play, but he didn't expect that now he was bullied by dogs in Pingyang and was targeted by a wolf.

Wolves are social animals, and there is definitely more than one in this area.

The wild goose roared, turned into its original form, spread its wings, and flew into the sky, estray from the wolf.

But the wolf didn't know which tendon was wrong, and he chased after it, you must know that two legs can never run two wings, and the flying speed of the Huoyan Dragon clan is the fastest among them, and the general predators will stay away when they encounter it, after all, if they are targeted, it is very likely to take you to the sky, and then fall to death.

The silver wolf had three clawed scratches on his face, and his eyes were green, as if he had a grudge against him, and not only did he chase after him, but from time to time he would jump on the branch in an attempt to pull him down.

Yan Gui has injuries on his body, and he can't fly high, so he may be forcibly caught by him at any time.

There was a burst of blackness in front of him, and his body slowly became cold, Yan Gui shook his head, and slowly stabilized only to find that he didn't know when there was a big tree in front of him, and he made an emergency turn so that he didn't hit it, but the person also fell down because of unstable direction.

A silver wolf quickly sprang out, stepped on his chest, and roared with its head up.

The same response was immediately heard all around, up and down, and it wasn't long before several wolves gathered and hovered around them.

The silver wolf turned into a human body, and his silver hair was particularly dazzling, but it was the scar on his face that was more obvious.

"The fire goose returns?" He pointed to the scar on his face, "Do you remember me?" ”

Yan Gui's chest gasped, although he was a prisoner, his attitude was still arrogant, and he glanced at the silver wolf with disdain, "Isn't it the wolf that knelt at my feet and begged me to let go?" I thought it was a softie. ”

The wolf didn't care about him, and patted his face in a good mood, "I used to kneel at your feet, and I will let you kneel at my feet in the future." ”

He lifted Yangui's hair hard, dragged him to his feet, and stumbled away.

The wild goose was involuntarily thrown by him on the altar of the silver wolf clan, every race of nature believes in gods, and basically has an altar for communication with ancestors, gods and ghosts, etc., which is generally the most important place.

The silver wolf threw him on it, and the entire silver wolf clan below cheered, screaming to kill him! Kill him!

The Silver Wolf Clan is relatively powerful, but the Dragon Clan is even more powerful, and even uses the cubs of the Silver Wolf Clan as a training tool when they are young.

Every adult orc, when they were just growing up, the eldest father and the second father would catch the cubs of other races and grind their teeth.

He was the best man in the clan, and there were countless cubs who grinded his teeth, but probably the most impressive was the silver wolf.

While looking at him with hatred, he knelt down and begged him to let him go, and he knew how to endure at a young age.

even endured it for so many years, and I didn't want to drink his blood and pump his tendons all the time.

The silver wolf, with his silver hair fluttering, raised his sword high and aimed it at his chest.

Yangui took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and lay peacefully on the ground, waiting for death to come.

He whispered, reciting a spell to communicate with the god of nature, and suddenly his body was cold, his clothes had fallen off, and the sword slid down his chest, picking up the last of his fig leaf, revealing his bare-slippery body.

There was laughter in the audience, as if he was celebrating, and he seemed to be mocking, laughing at him today.

Yangui is tall and has smooth skin, and looks delicious and beautiful as if someone has smeared honey under the care of the club.

The silver wolf dropped his sword and suddenly pounced, grabbed his ankle and separated it along the root of his leg, and pressed it above his head at once, without even giving Yangui time to react, his spring light had been fully revealed.

Yan Gui was furious, and began to struggle non-stop, he made a big move, and the wound on his chest began to ooze blood again, constantly flowing out, and his strength was slowly disappearing, and the last memory was that the silver wolf picked up the torch given by the clan and pressed it on his chest.

The pain hit in an instant, and Yangui fainted.

I thought I was almost going to die, but when I woke up again, I was already lying in a hole in the ground, and my feet were bound by chains.

It took a long time for Yangui to come to terms with the fact that he had fallen from a high place to a low place and could no longer even fly, which was tantamount to a blow to him that the race had disappeared.

He has thought about suicide, but there is no suicide male in nature, and the person who commits suicide cannot be accepted by nature, symbolizing failure and bad luck, and people will only say that he is a bad breed when people talk about him in the future.

Yangui doesn't want to be a bad seed, so he lives hard every day.

Although he was still alive, he was very sick, almost emptied of his body, and became weak, and lay in the ground for ten days and a half without coming out, his skin was as white as snow, and he was abnormally white, like the face of a dead man.

That day, the silver wolf didn't seem to care much about his state, leaving him to fend for himself, occasionally sending medicinal soup, which he would not continue to send if he knocked it over, and if he didn't drink it, it was basically equivalent to waiting for death.

Speaking of which, he once forced people to kneel down and let him get out of the □□ in the most humiliating state, and now he should take revenge.

The change probably started from his slowly bulging belly, I don't know when, there was no flesh on his body, except for one belly, which was getting bigger and bigger, like a pregnancy, covered with blue and purple veins and lines, which looked particularly terrifying.

When Yangui washed his face, he accidentally saw a big belly that was upright, protruding so big that it was a big circle, and when he touched it with his hand, he could still feel that something seemed to be moving inside.

He's pregnant! 166 Reading Network