It was freezing cold, and the cold wind from the far north disappeared without a trace with tens of millions of souls, but a heavy snow that had never been encountered before shattered the cheers of all living beings.

Pigon Worth lay in the huge haystack, his thick palms resting casually on his fat belly, and beneath him, the damp but steaming dry grass roots exuded a lazy breath that made him feel like his whole body was softening, and he stared blankly at the bright snow light leaking out of the two brown rags with a pair of huge eyes.

The snow is as white as white, and the crystal six petals are flying like elves, but they are looming, and the light is bizarre, with the greeting of the first snow, carefully revealing the light.

"Hmph, that's life. ”

After a long time, he let out a comfortable breath, hummed softly, turned over lazily, and trembled with layers of fat, and wisps of hot air rose from the folds and melted into the snow.

"I knew, huh"

He blinked, his cloudy eyes seemed to light up shrewdly, he stretched out his huge big hand, hugged the two huge mountains of meat around him in his arms, rubbed twice, found a comfortable position and closed his eyes comfortably.

The sleepiness was far away, and the sleepiness gradually clouded his consciousness, and the warm and flexible body on his side reminded him of his mother's embrace, so comfortable, so fascinating, and even, vaguely, he saw his mother's smile

"King, king. ”

Wushi heard someone calling himself in a daze, and opened his eyes in confusion, and in his arms, a pair of big eyes blinked, extremely charming.

Wushi smiled, and his huge mouth suddenly grinned to both sides, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and a foul smell overflowed, and a little yellow gas erupted from the two round nostrils, hitting the big eyes.

"Humph, what's wrong?"

Hearing himself say this, Woshi put a huge hand down and kneaded it twice, the silky touch making him almost want to pick up his hand.

"The king doesn't want it. Big Eyes raised a hand, pressed Wushi's hand, and said while gasping: "Wang, the emperor is looking for you." ”

"Emperor, what are you looking for me?" Awoshi was stunned for a moment, and then muttered impatiently, "What a good time to sleep." ”

"Go, go. Big eyes pushed.

"It's a nuisance, but, okay. Hmph"

Wushi took a deep breath, and as soon as his two hands were forced, his huge body flew up, and slammed into the ground with a "bang", the earth trembled instantly, and a huge shock wave rippled out, setting off a wave of snow.

"Poof~"

Wushi touched his rippling belly, grinning contentedly, such fat was not available in any way before.

"Hmph, wait for me, hmph. ”

Wolshi tore the two rags apart, and a strong wind blew, and a large handful of wind and snow instantly poured into Wortshi's big mouth, and the cold temperature made him shiver involuntarily.

The ancient and desolate grassland, fading away from the green of thousands of years, replaced by a ruthless pure new white, at a glance, full of loneliness,

And between heaven and earth, the crystal snowflakes are still fluttering, falling irregularly with extremely low temperatures, pouring into the valleys, tents, clothes, and all the crevices that can be found.

"Good boy, it's cold, hum. ”

He shrank his head sharply, pulled the gray-brown object on his body that he couldn't tell whether it was cloth or clothes, and lifted his foot to sink into the snowstorm.

Of course, there are always some who are not afraid of the cold.

Dozens of orc cubs rolled in the snow, dodging one tall totem pole after another, passing through the desolate and reckless aura, holding a large pile of snow into a ball, slamming into the enemy's body, and immediately lying down, dodging the attack that might fly over at any moment.

It's their game, and it's their only fun besides fighting.

After waiting for a long time, a pair of gray ears lifted, and a pair of bright eyes with a little cunning emerged from the snowdrift, carefully surveying the surroundings.

A snowball fell from the sky, "pop!" hit his forehead hard, the snow foam scattered, and a mockery came from afar, and the little cub squatted on the ground angrily, skillfully gathered a snowball, and threw it out.

"What an untimely snowfall. ”

The shaman Ternmo rubbed the scepter in his hand, the thick calluses slicing through the dense veins, the familiar skimming over each bulge.

"Humph, Shaman, what's out of place? What a good time to sleep, of course, if the emperor doesn't call me. ”

Wrapped in a thick cloth, the Woshi Giant walked through the snow step by step, and his thick limbs required him to exert much more strength than others with each step.

"My flesh. Wushi thought with great heartache that the huge belly hit the snow again, and smashed a huge pit with a "bang".

"Sleep, Woshi, you fool, is it time to sleep?"

The colorful figure flashed away from Wortstone's side, splashing countless snowflakes and submerging Wortstone's huge body.

"Oh, damn Chasala, you give me attention, attention, hum"

Wushi shivered and shook off the snow on his body, wrapped the gray-brown cloth tightly on his body, gasped for breath, and finally breathed a comfortable breath.

"Hehe, Woshi, you don't look like a mighty warrior at all. ”

Chasara crouched in front of Guntel, a long sharp claw popping out of her red and black flesh to gently shred the snowball whistling in her ears, and a leopard's face was full of mocking smiles.

"Hmph, how could the mighty Woshi not be a powerful warrior!" Woshi stared, his fat face trembling, more joy than ferocity.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and Wolshi hurriedly shrank together, and his two big hands tightly grasped the two ends of the cloth.

"Yo, this is our mighty warrior Wortashi. "Chasara doesn't miss any chance to tease Wortstone.

"Hum the powerful Woshi is because he didn't sleep well, who let the emperor find the powerful Woshi so early, usually, usually Woshi is still there"

"Cut" Chasara crooked her mouth disdainfully, "Still playing with the most beautiful Pig, right?

"You only make excuses, only you thin leopard people will make excuses, the great Pige King Worst never makes excuses, hum, great Worth" Under the gray-brown cloth, Worth's voice was intermittent, muttering non-stop.

"Alright, Chasala. Gutel said slowly, his incomparably old face was full of sorrow, and a pair of wise eyes were covered with a layer of white, muddy and hollow, "Wushi, stand up, how can you say that you are also a powerful three-star warrior, this is known as a saint on the side of the human race." ”

"What do the Terrans do with me, huh. Waushi muttered, a sly glint in his huge eyes.

"Hah!"

Wushi screamed, his huge body straightened up violently, the gray-brown cloth was thrown away, and his fat body popped out in an instant, and slammed into Chasala's body, Chasara didn't even let out an exclamation, and flew out with a "whoosh", and thud into the thick layer of snow.

Wushi grinned and laughed, "Hmph, Chasala, isn't the powerful Wushi very powerful?"

Chasara struggled to crawl out of the thick snow, her shiny fur covered in snowflakes, and her elegant leopard's head covered with a large lump of snowflakes.

"Hahaha, that's Lord Chasala. ”

"It's funny. ”

"Hahaha"

A group of cubs poked their heads out from behind the messy gray tent in the distance, pointed, and laughed back and forth.

"Roar~" Chasara roared, grabbed the snow above her head in a rage, crushed it with a vicious face, swept the corners of her slender eyes, and all the little cubs shivered involuntarily.

"Woshi, you are looking for death. ”

Chasara roared, her limbs swinging flexibly, and the "swish" disappeared, and Waushi only felt a flower in front of him, and Chasara was already in front of him, and then his huge and fat body flew out inexorably.

"Bang"

"Bang"

A series of collisions sounded, and on the snow-covered plain, more than a dozen tattered tents were knocked down.

Dozens of cubs ran out of the tent in a panic, looking at the collapsed rotten wood without tears: the tent has fallen, and tonight, it will freeze again.

In the midst of the mess, Wushi lay on the ground dizzily, a pair of big hands touched his body aimlessly, "My fat, my fat." Hmph, my fatty. ”

"Hehe, Wortashi, how is it, who is better than Lord Chasara or Wortach?" Chasara walked over with a treacherous expression, and his tail rolled up a cloud of snow and swept it across Wortashi's face.

Wushi glanced at Chasala, his blood flashed, one hand was incredibly fast, he grabbed Chasala's tail in his hand, and with a sharp turn, Chasala's body flew uncontrollably.

"Hmph, skinny cat, the mighty Woshi won't admit defeat. ”

"Oh, I'll go, Wolble, you let me down. Chasara shouted.

As if he hadn't heard it, Wolshi said to himself, "Great Wortashi hum, great"

"Dead fatty. There was a sense of helplessness in Chasala's eyes, this damn fat man with a tendon.

"You can't let me go. ”

"If you don't let go, you just don't let go. Mighty Wortstone"

"Grass!"

Chasala's waist straightened, her body turned incredibly, and one hand "snapped" on Wortashi's body, and two slender claws bounced out and pinched violently.

"Pain Pain Pain"

Worstone cried out in pain, and as soon as he let go of his hand, Chasara flew out again.

"My flesh, my flesh. Hum. Wushi looked at the bloodshot fat with a painful heartache, and his big face twitched with pain.

"You skinny cat, you're too ruthless. ”

Chasara waved her paw and said with a smirk: "Hey, I can't help it, I'll just pinch it." ”

"You this"

"What's going on?"

Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded, and a thick blood rushed to the face, like a raging frenzy, about to drown everything in it.

Chasala's face changed, and he took a few steps in front of Gutel, his thin body was like a dam, and the beastly nature of the leopard clan exploded, blocking all the blood in front of him.

"Boom!"

The tide slammed against the cliffs, a layer of rocks slid down, and Chasara snorted, and a wisp of blood spilled from his pores.

"Humph, rubbish!"

The majestic voice sounded again, the roar of the dragon shocked the universe, and the dragon-like qi and blood **** came out, full of wild power.

The tents around them poured into a large flot, splashing a large froth of snow.

Wushi turned around violently, let out a low roar, his eyes were scarlet in an instant, the surging qi and blood of the Pigs clan were agitated, the huge body was instantly emaciated twice, and the rock-like muscles were raised high, full of explosive power.

"I can't help myself!"

The majestic voice carried the pride of the king of the jungle, condescending, wanton mockery.

"Alright, Wolble, come back. The old voice of the group rang out slowly, and the gray light sprinkled down, impartially, and fell in front of Worth.

"Bang"

The gray light trembled, layers of ripples rippled, and the dragon-like qi and blood "snorted" into the ripples, and there was no sound. (To be continued.) )