Before the Rising Sun. Walking in the wind, the wind cuts my face like a piece of grass.

The orcs, who woke up early, walked along the frozen river, and jumped into the steaming waters, where the meteor fish congregate.

The frightened fish flew up and fell to the frozen surface of the river, marking an ice mark.

At this point, the orcs would quickly toss the ice cut by the fish onto shore and carry it back to the Queen's pavilion. `

The orcs in the water are dangerous, and the meteor fish's rapid dissipation will freeze the steamy waters in no time. Several statues will stand out on the glacier left behind, and the numb faces of the orcs will freeze in the space where they have been stayed.

The Queen's bedroom was now frosty, and she gazed at herself reflected in the ice, the image of beads of sweat sliding across her naked flesh. The ice melted rapidly on the horizon, and shadows blurred. The steam on the wet floor was steaming, and the wooden floor, which had not been touched by the icy water, had already been scorched, and if it was a little hotter, it would suddenly burst into flames. The alert dwarf hurriedly took a water ladle and doused it.

There must be something hidden beneath the wet ground.

In fact, when the wind warms, she is very beautiful, standing in front of the round window, the queen holds her chin, and looks at the colorful birds that sweep the sky with envious eyes, and flies into the clouds with chirp.

When the midday flowers bloom in the distance, the queen will also close her eyes and enjoy the fragrance of the flowers, waiting quietly.

The old man downstairs led the warriors to hurriedly take away batches of earth beast babies, women and children.

The resting little orc munched on the bloody flesh as if nothing had happened.

The queen walked down the pavilion and was surrounded by several fierce orcs.

Where are they going?

The adult orcs left behind wiped their spears with their fur repeatedly, and the preparations before the hunt no longer seemed rushed, and they were going to plan to fight bloodily?

The wind around was hot.

The little orcs had closed their eyes, blood streaming down the corners of their mouths.

That fresh meat is the meat of a colorful bird. Colorful birds are beautiful, but they are poisonous.

The porcupine is a family settlement, and the death of the porcupine caused this disaster, dozens of behemoths shrunk into a ball, and thorn balls rolled down from all directions, trampling the entire tribe into ruins.

The danger has never been as terrible as this one. The brave orcs became at their mercy, their spears did not have time to stab the porcupine, and they themselves became patties, and their flesh was blurred.

Exercise makes porcupines hungry easily. Picky porcupines certainly don't like meatloaf, and the rancid stench from the carcasses of the little orcs captures their stomachs.

Under the snatching and swallowing of several porcupines, the remains of the orc's corpse were blurred on the ground in a pool of blood.

Porcupines can also be poisoned. Standing on the fluorescent tree, I could no longer hear that seductive moan.

Some pious women and children knelt in the Queen's House and prayed, they could not bear to leave their spouses. So he entrusted his life to faith......

As a result, the chaotic space was later ended by an explosion that tore through the eardrum. It's unexpected.

Trees, flowers, grasses, porcupines, orcs...... Vanishing in an instant, the sky was filled with white light. Nothing can be seen.

On the prairie fire, a huge fireball evaporated, and the moths attached to the fluorescent trees instantly wrapped the fireball in the sky and the sun, and instantly turned into nothing.

"Have you ever seen the sunrise?" Madara asked me.

I shook my head.

"That's it. ”

The slowly rising red sun slowly rises into the vast sky. Smash the sparkling multicolored stones between the clouds.

The colorful stone statue was lit by fireworks, and in the sky, it quickly fell like a meteor.

Colorful beams of light, intertwined.

There are so many fireworks, and the sky has never been so warm and beautiful.

In the distance, a group of children, women and children, walking against us, escaped the raging fire and walked up a steep mountain.

There are no betrayers, only survivors.