Just when Al was about to hold on, a heavenly voice came, "Groushi, you can stop the car and let little Al rest." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Grouchy obeyed Medea's command and pulled the reins, and several winter wolves stopped at once, as if they were an army. Grouchy looked at these well-behaved winter wolves and sighed. As an orc, he never thought that the winter wolf could be tamed like this, is this still the king of the snowfield? But when he thought of the scene where Medea electrocuted these snow wolves, he still shuddered, and those who heard it were sad, and those who saw it wept, and the picture was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Al didn't get into the carriage, but sat in front of it, loosening his clothes and finally catching his breath. He was so hot that he wanted to strip off all his wet and stuffy clothes, and blow in this cold wind, which was refreshing. But after all, he is not a proud man who first comes three catties of sauce beef and then cooks three bowls of Jingyang wine, so he can't do it.

What if I get sick? What if something happens and I can't catch up with the orc tribe? This kind of concern is always there, like a chain that binds El tightly, and he can't be happy or free.

Life must be happy, everyone in this world can be presumptuous, but there is a kind of person who is always alone and difficult to be comfortable.

Grouchy glanced at Al sitting beside him, he had been dealing with this man for days, but he couldn't figure out the human.

"I see that you are also like a big man in the human race, I didn't expect to exercise in such a hard-working way. Grouch muffled.

"What? You orcs don't suffer from their way of exercising?"

"How could it be. Grouchy puffed up his chest, "We orcs have learned to fight all kinds of beasts since we were young, and when we are older, we have to climb the Weeping Mountains together. It was a very hard work, and there were many childhood friends who never saw each other again. He had a sad look on his face.

"So who can live an easy life, and may not succeed if they work hard, but if they don't work hard, they will definitely regret it. Al looked at the white and desolate snowfield, the wind and snow are combined, the sky and the earth are silent, few humans have set foot here for hundreds of years, not to mention that this trip has to go straight to the orc tribe, and go around it alone, which is hard, and who knows the efforts he has made. sighed for a while, and sang loudly in the Beijing accent.

"The edge of the sword comes from the sharpening of the plum blossom fragrance from the bitter cold. ”

The voice echoes in this silent world, and the singing sighs and twists and turns, which is quite magnificent and ambitious.

But there are always some bad scenery, tasteless disgusting things, and the ignorant orcs can't scratch their heads, "This voice is quite strange, is this how you humans sing?"

Medea's voice also came from the carriage, "And what kind of flower is plum blossom, why have I never heard of it?"

Al laughed: "This singing method is the tone of my hometown, and this flower is also the flower of my hometown." It's normal that you are lonely and unheard. ”

"Fart, every time I use this statement to fool my mother, and you and I have lived in vain for so many years in the Western Territory, and I don't even care about deceiving people. Medea was furious.

Al laughed more and more wantonly when he heard this, and under the smile, he felt a little lonely, a little longing, and a little proud.

How do you know where I come from, how can you understand that unique and brilliant culture, and you don't know where my whimsical ideas come from.

Teacher Medea, you are a genius among mages, do you know this? Can you understand that? So this is the unique me.

I want to talk to people, but I don't dare to speak up, I want to communicate with people, but it's hard to find a soulmate.

I live here alone, I know the warmth and cold, and others are difficult to understand. This is the taste of a traverser.

Among them, the ups and downs, and who to say.

The young man traveled all the way west, laughing all the way, mixed with Medea's angry scolding, "Laugh at what you laugh, laugh again and chop you up and feed it to the wolf." ”

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The so-called feeding the wolf is of course a joke, and it can't be true, no matter how crazy the woman is Medea, she won't really chop up her only student. Al repeated the cycle of running, resting, and running, and it really felt like it had some effect. As the saying goes, if you read a book a thousand times, you will see its righteousness. The same goes for this exercise.

Al followed the Winter Wolf for a few days, and his breath was smooth, and his steps were not chaotic. The rest time is getting shorter and shorter, the stamina is increasing, and there is still room to talk to Grouch and talk to Medea.

The speed is also a lot faster, it can't be called as fast as lightning, but it can also be praised as fast as a rabbit, at least you can follow the winter wolf without being thrown off.

So, this person was forced out. Just like the orange I said before, if you squeeze it, you can always pinch out a few drops of water.

Running all the way, exercising all the way, a towering mountain range in the distance, boundless and boundless, came into view, and the one that could have this atmosphere in the snowfield was undoubtedly the Weeping Mountain.

This also means that the tribe of orcs is not far away.

The mountains are covered with snow and greenery. The wind whistled through the mountains, and the howls of all kinds of wild beasts were carried in the wind, and the shrill or heart-scratching noises mixed together, like a ghost crying and howling, dispel the prying eyes of all outsiders, and add a touch of mystery to the snow-filled, smoke-shrouded mountains.

Grouch became cautious when he arrived, often stopping for a long time to decide on the direction of his next move. Al saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little glad in his heart, he had persuaded Grouchy to do so, otherwise he and Medea would have come here to wander around looking for the orc tribe because they were not familiar with each other, and the blind cat would kill the mouse, and I don't know how much effort and time it would take.

Time is money, but it's even more important to Al because time is power for him.

As he got closer and closer to the tribe, Grouchy's heart was beating more and more violently, and he couldn't even move his feet a little. This is the so-called homesickness, or shame for one's own people.

"Grouchy, you coward, coward, haven't you already made up your mind to take on everything?" Grouchy scolded himself in his heart, and with courage, he solemnly interviewed Al and Medea.

"Hide in the caravan and don't come out, don't make a sound, I'll take you to the elders. Grouch reassured Al and Medea. He really didn't want the two of them to clash with their people, especially Medea, the fragile orcs could no longer afford the heavy losses of the Snow Fortress.

Fortunately, Al and Medea are also sane two, and they don't have the boring self-esteem that can't be humiliating when they can't see people, or the arrogance of Lao Tzu who is very strong and invincible, obediently hiding in the caravan, and they don't dare to come out.

I couldn't see the outside scene in the car, but suddenly I heard a loud voice, "Father and Mother bless, Groushi, you are back." "And the sound of thumping footsteps and a commotion.

Al and Medea knew that the orc tribe had arrived.