"It's the victim!" the big man immediately beckoned, commanding everyone to form a formation.

His caravan has recruited a lot of wind and earth magic warriors, all of whom are at least five-star level, but their cooperation is a little rougher, and in the face of this kind of natural super storm, they are still more than willing but not enough.

Even so, when the big man said that he wanted to save people, they still stood up without hesitation.

Although the orcs are respected by the strong, they also attach great importance to righteousness, and the vast majority of orcs can't do anything that they can't save when they die.

Everyone used magic tricks, pulled the figure over with the wind, and slowly placed it on the ground.

The people of the caravan looked intently, and saw that it was a young man, slender in a black tight leather jacket and leather pants, and with many decorations, and his long hair was flying like a brush.

This fashionable dress is obviously very different from the relatively simple style of the orcs.

At this time, he was closing his eyes tightly, and he seemed to be unconscious. The strange thing is that he has been flying in the sandstorm for so long, but his hair and clothes still look neat and dry, as if they have not been affected in the slightest.

"Terran?" the woman exclaimed just now, and when she saw that it was actually a handsome Terran youth, she couldn't help but look at the people around her.

She knew very well that there were many people here who were hostile to the human race!

As she expected, many of the demon warriors who had just made a move had disgusted looks on their faces, and some even had hidden murderous intentions.

Although after the end of the War of the Five Races, there have been cultural exchanges between the Terrans and the Orcs, but this exchange is only partial, and the Orcs are very divided internally, and many extremist organizations that oppose peaceful coexistence with the Terrans have been born.

"Grandma's, you actually saved the Terran!" an orc with a big horn on his head strode over and picked up the young man, as if he wanted to do something.

"Stop!" the big man at the head stopped him, provoking an indignant look.

"Big brother?" Many of the demon warriors were unwilling to save the Terrans in vain, and they advised him to deal with him.

"Take him with you, and let him go by himself when he wakes up. Dahan waved his hand, he spoke with authority, and everyone had no choice but to stop it.

At night, the sandstorm became more and more ferocious, and everyone in the caravan was forced to find a wind-eroded cave and hide in it for the time being.

Everyone gathered around the campfire, listening to the wind whining in the cave, as if there were countless wild beasts wailing, and the silence in the cave was even more obvious.

For thousands of years, the orcs have been fighting against nature and seeking a way to survive, and this kind of battle naturally does not frighten them. It's just here and now, but it also makes them feel how small they are compared to the nature of heaven and earth.

Only those who have reached the peak of the magic guide can ignore the cry of nature, right?

Everyone had their own thoughts, and they almost forgot about the Terran youth they had just rescued.

Just then, a long yawn broke the atmosphere.

Everyone followed the voice, and saw that the young man stretched his waist, sat up sleepily, and looked around.

"Huh?" he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw a group of big men, "Orcs?"

"Hmph!" the horned man snorted coldly, "are you awake at last? ”

"Girl?" the young man stroked his long hair and said with a smile: "Although my hairstyle is a little more fashionable, my handsome face doesn't look like a woman, does it?"

"Don't talk nonsense, since you're awake, get out of here. The long-horned strong man said coldly: "I accidentally saved you, it really dirty my hands." ”

"What a big temper, haven't our two clans lived in peace for almost two hundred years?" The young man smiled, not taking his anger to heart at all, his eyes wandered around the caravan, and then he saw the fox woman.

His eyes lit up and he was full of interest.

When everyone saw him staring at his daughter so blatantly, they all stood up angrily.

"Get out!" shouted the horned man.

The young man turned his head to look outside, and sighed, "This storm is so fierce, aren't you forcing people to death?"

The long-horned strong man said disdainfully: "You are a human race, what does it matter to us whether you live or die!"

"Strongfang, don't do that. At this time, the woman spoke, her voice delicate and gentle, "How can you let him go out like this in this storm outside......

The horned strong man was stunned for a moment, but he was angry in his heart, but he didn't want to attack her.

"Ouch, the young lady is really beautiful and kind. The young man leaped loudly, and in an instant he went to the woman, who was only a palm's throw away from her, and looked at her with a smile on his face.

The woman's pretty face turned red, the fox ears on her head couldn't help moving, and the young people who watched it were even more interested in it.

"It is said that as long as the ears of the Linger tribe are shaken, it means that they have a good impression, it seems that this young lady is quite interested in me?" the young man smiled.

"No...... That's not the case......" The woman hurriedly shook her head in denial, but she couldn't say why.

"That's it. The young man directly helped her make a decision, and with a flick of her right hand, a pink flower appeared in her hand, "Your temperament is gentle and virtuous, and this flower just matches you." ”

As he spoke, he didn't care whether the woman agreed or not, and gently inserted the flower between her ears and hair.

The subtle friction made the woman feel an itch in her ears, which actually made her heart itch too, and her face was even more crimson.

"What do you want to do!" the strong, horned man was furious, grabbed a large axe in both hands, and slashed directly at the young man's right hand.

This slash was swift and ruthless, without mercy.

The woman's face turned pale, and she exclaimed, "Don't." ”

But as soon as her voice came out, the big axe had already been cut down, and it slashed heavily into the ground, and the entire axe body was not in it, which showed its fierce force.

The woman was too frightened to look at it, and the young man's hand was probably broken.

But in the air, there was no smell of blood.

Orcs have a very sensitive sense of smell, more than any other sense.

Of course, the young man's hand was not broken, and at this time, he actually stood on the back of the giant axe, still facing the woman, and said with a hippie smile: "Is the young lady concerned about me? This is really flattering." ”

The expressions of the horned strong man and even the group around him changed drastically, and none of them saw what had just happened.

At that moment, he was standing on the back of an axe? How did he do that?

"You ......" The horned man realized that something was wrong and wanted to pull out the giant axe, but found that the giant axe seemed to have taken root, and was trampled on by the young man without moving.

The members of the caravan's guards stood up one after another and entered a state of combat readiness, and even the big man who had just given the order had a serious face at this time.

"You're not a victim...... "Dahan's face was slightly ugly, "Who are you?"

"Killed?" the young man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I'm just tired from running and want to sleep." ”

Before he could finish speaking, his body moved, and he was at the entrance of the cave in an instant.

Everyone was in awe, and this time they were staring at the young man intently, but they still didn't see how he got to the entrance of the cave.

The sand and dust outside the cave are surging, and the storm is sweeping, a scene of chaos in the world.

But at this time, the young man seemed to be deceiving the sky in the eyes of everyone, and he was not afraid of this storm and wrath.

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There is only one watch today, and three watches tomorrow.