In a deep mountain forest in the orc world.

There is a small tribe of orcs.

The tribe has formed a simple fence with giant wooden circles, and the giant trees are connected by the fur of large magical beasts.

Giant trees are bones, and animal skins are walls.

This is the animal skin wall of the orc tribe, this kind of wall can not stop anything except the wind.

One night, a sturdy tiger escaped through a crack in the skin wall.

Then the whole tribe boiled.

I heard an old woman shouting in orc language.

"Beasts, beasts!"

On the second day, the chief of the orc tribe, the flat beast returned.

In the distance, the chief of the flat beast saw his gray-haired old mother and his virtuous wife, with a sad expression and a miserable face guarding the gate of the tribe.

His elderly mother, who was already immobile, was supported by his wife, Xiu'er.

The flat beast chief was in a hurry, and said in orc language: "Xiu'er, what are you doing?" Why don't you let the old mother come out and stand and blow the wind? ”

The wife of the chief of the flat beast was also a middle-aged green-skinned orc, and she burst into tears, and she did not answer, as if a thousand words were choked in her throat.

Xiu'er's elderly mother, who was holding her, was so angry that her hands trembled.

Then her gray-haired orc head flicked 180°, and all her gray hair was thrown in a flowing arc.

Seeing this, the Flat Beast Chief was shocked, and he asked in a panic, "What's the matter, what's the matter?" Oh my god, are you going to shake off the old shell? ”

When the old mother of the Flat Beast Chief heard this, she threw it back 180 degrees.

The chief of the flat beast was anxious: "My mother, I beg you, you don't shake off the old shell, you are going to kill your son in a hurry!" Xiu'er, tell me quickly, what the hell is going on, my mother, she has been throwing off the old shell? ”

When the wife of the Flat Beast Chief heard this, she could no longer control her emotions, and she shook her head with the old mother of the Flat Beast Chief.

The movements of the two shaking their heads are uniform.

Brush!

Brush!

Brush Brush Brush!

The Flat Beast Chief watched his two closest relatives shake their heads in front of him, and his heart was tugging.

I don't know how many times I shook it, but the old mother of the Flat Beast Chief finally stopped shaking her head, and she choked up and said in orc language: "My son! You are really a good orc, you are a good chief, other people's little orcs are lost, you go to the mountains all night to help people find them, do you know, your baby, your beast, was picked up by a tiger last night! ”

The Flat Beast Chief, as if struck by lightning, he took three steps back in a row, almost unsteady on his feet.

"Ahh My son! My beast, Daddy is sorry for you! After the Flat Beast Chief roared, he began to shake his head violently.

One left, one right.

One left, one right.

Can't stop at all.

I only heard Xiu'er, the wife of the chief of the flat beast, complain: "In other people's homes, there are strong warriors at night, guarding the head of the house, and when the tiger enters, it will be hacked to death by the warriors, and the baby is very safe." In our family, only my mother and I, we two female orcs can't win that tiger, you are still the chief, the strongest warrior in our tribe, you are not at home to guard your own children, run to help other orcs find babies, I would have married you! ”

"Ahh Xiu'er, don't say it, don't say it, my heart hurts, my heart hurts, our family's beasts, other family's babies, don't worry if that family loses the baby, I, as the chief, just let the orcs of the entire tribe think about the safety! I'm incompetent. The Flat Beast Chief howled.

At this time, all the orcs of the tribe gathered around.

A lame orc came out of the crowd, and although he was lame and immobile, he was extremely tall and strong.

He spat on the ground, and said fiercely in orc language: "The tiger in Tiger Ditch is too arrogant, and he dares to come and bite our orc's baby, today I Bingquan will be the first to kill in Tiger Ditch, and if I don't kill a tiger king back, I will write my name upside down." ”

"Hey! You can win the Tiger King, I believe, but you are lame, can you catch up with the Tiger King? It's better for me to be a monkey to mend the knife. A skinny but skeween orc jumped out.

"Chief! What are you waiting for, give the order, let's go and cut the tiger! Another orc warrior said, lifting a great axe.

"Good, good, good." The Flat Beast Chief looked around and watched as the orcs of the tribe were in high spirits.

He said in orc language: "An beast, protect the beast, all the beasts, we are the four major beasts of peace, peace, security, and all the four beasts to fight the forward, Bingquan, the monkey, the bear head, the black baby, these back leaders, follow behind, shout to the tribe's strong warriors, bring axes and torches, we will kill into the tiger ditch, go to the tiger's den!" ”

"Kill, kill, kill."

The orc warriors were killing the sky.

Groups of orc warriors lined up in a neat line, with axes in one hand and torches in the other, and fought into the Tiger Gully.

The orc warriors held flaming torches aloft like red flowers.

"......Whoa, who

"Whoa, whoa, whoop......"

Vitruvius talked to the big she-bear, and the bear talked for a long time, and repeatedly confirmed that the big she-bear did understand what he meant.

Vitruvius sat down on the rattan basket with some trepidation.

The rattan that connects the gondola is tied to a tree at the top of the cliff, where Vitruvius also sets up a small bracket.

The big bear-man stood up and used her big bear claws to grab the other end of the rattan basket and pull it down.

Vitruvius sat in the basket and rose up.

After about 30 meters of height, Vitruvius shouted: "Stop! ”

The big she-bear continued to pull without noticing.

Vitruvius reacted and roared in bear language: "Stop." ”

The big she-bear then paused to pull the rattan.

Vitruvius hurried to put a wooden bolt in the rattan.

Then he yelled at the big she-bear, "Whoa... Keep pulling. ”

In this way, every thirty meters Vitruvius inserted a wooden bolt into the rattan.

The big she-bear lifted Vitruvius up to 500 meters in the air, and Vitruvius finally rose to the top of the cliff.

At this time, Vitruvius and the hive were already close at hand.

He straightened up in the basket and pulled a long weapon from the space bag.

It was the Street Knight's Demon Breaker.

Swish!

The spear is inserted directly into the edge of the hive, and then a cross-cut.

A little chill comes first. Then the gun shot out like a dragon.

Before the bees in the hive could react, their home fell straight down.

A huge hive, the size of a bed.

The bees in the hive pounced on Vitruvius like a sandstorm.

And the big female bear below, when she saw the delicious big beehive falling down, the bear's eyes lit up, revealing a look of great surprise.

Her two bear claws directly released the vine tightly, and the bear pounced on the large beehive that fell.

Vitruvius told him not to let go of the rattan even if he died.

Big Mother Bear ......... She forgot.

Vitruvius, who was in free fall at an altitude of 500 meters, had such an expression on his face.

Elder brother...... My brother already knew.

Yes!