Chapter 68: Trial of Death, Day 1: Goodwill

The dustless breeze in the forest swept Monchi's long hair, which had not been taken care of for a long time, and the wound on his right hand was still bleeding. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 Info And he just stood there dumbfounded.

Looking at the big hand reaching out to him, when he didn't stick out the sharp nails, he could call it that. But he still felt a little jealous, and he was stunned for a long time, and he didn't dare to stretch out his hand for a long time.

Not to mention the image of orcs in the classic stories compiled by humans, this is the south of the border of Voyabits, on the entire continent, and it is also biased towards the south, how can the orcs appear here?

"Well, forget about him. Morbius, the orc, sensed the thoughts of the human in front of him with some hindsight, withdrew his hand, put his broadsword back on his back, and spread his hands, indicating that he had no ill will. "You don't look good, human friend. He said.

After sensing from his actions and words that the other party really had no malicious intent, Meng Qi relaxed his guard, "Indeed. He replied. Due to the presence of this orc, he also temporarily stopped casting Crisis Trembling, and now is indeed a good opportunity to rest.

"Aha! so you're not dumb!" the orc looked surprised.

"Unfortunately, I'm not. Monchi Torrentor. The human sitting on the ground reported to himself that he was about to tear off the strip of cloth that had stuck to the wound, and at this time, it was not easy to hold back from screaming. In order to distract himself, he turned his gaze to the orcs he had just met and the first one he had ever met in his life.

Due to the obstruction of the mask, he couldn't see the other party's true face, but from the exposed part, it was not as hideous as the book depicted, and even quite close to human, if those manes were shaved off. Of course, more importantly, he didn't have the rude beast language, stupidity and unreasonableness like in the story, and he didn't even mind tasting human flesh.

Either way, this orc was so refreshing to Monchi that he would even extend his hand to shake hands in a friendly manner.

"Please, Torrentor, don't look at me like that, I can't help you more. Don't expect to live on the kindness of others, even if you're human, by nature. Morbius misunderstood the scrutinizing gaze and shook his finger.

'your milk's kindness!' Before Monchi could even blurt out the curse, the orc's broadsword had been taken from his back and pointed at it. 'What's going on?' an orc who can read minds?'

"Who's it, come out quickly!" said the owner of the broadsword, but it was clear that he was not drawing his sword for Monchi.

The dense leaf pointed by the tip of the sword made a "rustling" sound, and a man and a woman stepped out of it. Only one man walked out, to be exact, but he still had a woman in his arms.

"Relax, relax!" the man walked out with a smile, he turned his head to Monchi and said, "What he just said is very right, remember it well!"

And after seeing the men and women who suddenly appeared with the help of the moonlight, Meng Qi opened his mouth slightly in surprise, the woman who was being held by the man was the only female student who participated in the trial this time, Ada, she was now unconscious in the man's arms.

As for the man's face, he couldn't forget it: "The man who sold water?" Yes! He was the same watermonger who had secretly hidden him in a bucket and transported him to Tidal Harbor! Of course, that pretty good plan ended up being a failure.

'Oh! stupid!' Monchi couldn't help but curse himself when he said this, he should have thought that this guy was not a water merchant, how could he be so well-dressed, besides, whatever his purpose, that fellow was now standing in front of him with a rather decent appearance, here, an oasis in the Silent Wasteland!

"Oh, hey, we're meeting again, Torentor. But with all due respect, you need to make up for it, or your mother will have a headache. Sure enough, the guy didn't hesitate to spit out sarcastic language, but it wasn't as harsh as the other people's empty cynicism, for he did realize the stupidity of what he had just said.

"This should be your classmate, right? I think it's better to leave her to you, she should be your problem. The man placed Ada beside Monchi.

When the orc saw that the man and Meng Qi looked familiar, they also put away their broadsword: "If there is a child who can eavesdrop on other people's conversations, the mother will also have a lot of headaches." ”

The man took out a small wooden box, and he said to the orc, "That's true, Mr. Morbius. Shall we have a mint?"

Smelling the cool mint smell wafting from the wooden box, Monchi remembered that he seemed to have smelled the exact same smell before, and not long ago, just above the stairs of the inn.

The orc was not worried that the pale green sugar was poisonous, and after taking a few, he threw it into his mouth: "I just don't understand what the point of humans eating these unpalatable things?"

"Trust me, it's good for your bad breath!" said the man, smiling, as he handed the wooden box to Monchi, and continued, "And, refreshed." ”

Monchi tore off a strip of cloth and grunted in pain, "No, I think that's enough to refresh my mind!" he said.

"Maybe you need this," the man pulled out a small bottle of potion from his large bulging backpack behind him.

Judging from the color, it should be a bottle of hemostatic medicine, and the most critical basis for judgment is the note attached to the bottle: hemostatic medicine.

Monchi, who continued the object, had just reached for it, and the words of thanks had not even been organized in his head. The hand suddenly retracted, dodging his movements.

"Two gold coins! Here, it's worth the price!"

Meng Qi then remembered that he was not in a dream at this time, he looked at the other party's smiling face coldly, and anyone could see his "unpretentiousness", which was clearly another unscrupulous teasing.

"Lied to you!" the man suddenly laughed after seeing the change in Monchi's expression, "I gave it to you." He tossed the potion over.

As Monchi was about to drugged himself, the man suddenly leaned down and whispered in his ear, "But remember my words—this may be the last kindness of the moor." Then he straightened up and inhaled softly, as if trying to make the mints in his mouth work. After that, he turned to the orc and said, "Look at me, I forgot to introduce myself." Joan Branchgutz, it's a pleasure to meet you. "Indeed, he had just heard the names of the orcs, and it would be against his style if he didn't report to his house at this time.

The orc just patted the other party's outstretched hand with his thick palm, and it was enough to make sense. "Alright, it's time for me to go. Goodbye, two human friends. He said hello and walked back to the outside of the oasis.

Joan smiled and waved at the back of the orc's departure, and then turned to look at Monchi sitting on the ground, just in time to see that he had deliberately left half a bottle of wound medicine. "There's no need to save your classmates' injuries, she doesn't need that, she just faints for a while. ”

Meng Qi, who had seen through his thoughts, no longer kept the wound medicine after hearing the other party's words, and wiped all of them on the wound. Yes, he actually needs them very much now, and there is no way to have anything to spare. "What did you do to her?" he asked.

"Don't be nervous, you see, she's neatly dressed, and I'm tight enough with my belt. Joan dodged Monchi's question with a joke, "Monchi, these alumni of yours are not very kind to you, which should be obvious to anyone with eyes, and you also have such eyes." So, why did you come up with such a stupid idea as giving her a little medicine at this time?"

"She's alive, and she's still a person, isn't she?" replied Monchi, "and I don't want to be as cold as they are, so what's the difference between that and Warcraft?"

"Poof, haha...... Ha ha. In the face of the other party's serious answer, Joan seemed to be watching a theatrical performance, and after listening to the last word, he began to laugh heartily, and he was deeply immersed in it, and he could not control his emotions.

This made Meng Qi frown, but he didn't say much, after all, thanks to the person who was laughing at him, his injuries were under control, and he was recovering quickly.

After a while, the smile softened, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" After laughing, he gasped, "I'll correct you, Warcraft isn't necessarily as insensitive as you say." He reached for Monchi's waist, where a young scorpion was stuck on the edge of the unclosed waist bag, and he pulled it out. Then the hand pointed to the corpse of the Calamity Scorpion not far away and said, "Like it." ”

Monchi could only acquiesce to this.

"Also, I lost my words before, and the problem in your brain is probably not solved by supplementation. Joan continued, "I believe that a man like you will have a wonderful journey! if I am not in a hurry...... he sighed regretfully.

After this conversation just now, the relationship between the two sides is already a little awkward at this moment. Joan must have sensed this, so he waved his hand: "Okay, I should say goodbye to you, goodbye, lovely classmate." With that, he walked out of the oasis, but it wasn't long before he turned around, nodded his head, and said to Monchi, "Remember what I said to you!

After finishing speaking, he said in a voice that only he could hear: "Although for your brain, it may only be for nothing." ”

Wasteland, a corner

Saza woke up in a daze, and it was dark to see what came into his eyes. His head was still a little dizzy, and in a trance he was recalling what had happened before.

'That's right!' I went into the Silent Wasteland, and then ...... Oh, yes, yes, it's the water, it's the scented rats, and finally...... The trap, and the last thing he saw was the hunter. But by then, he was already dizzy in front of his eyes, and his roots were not sure what he was seeing.

Either way, the first thing he had to do was get out of the net that had trapped him, and now he could still feel the restraint around him.

Only then did he have to admit that his adventure was really not professional enough, otherwise he would not be able to only touch the dark here.

In the darkness, there was nothing to aim at, and after randomly casting a few sets of wind blades upward, there was a tearing sound, and the last three wind blades even flew out due to excessive power, hitting something at the top.

He crawled out of the opening he had made in the dark, but it was still dark outside, and the air was a little thin, which made his dizziness even worse. However, it seemed that the three wind blades that had been overpowered just now had made a small hole in the top of his head, and a faint ray of light was looking curiously through the small hole.

So Saza cast the wind blade again and attacked at the small hole, and sure enough, as the mouth of the cave expanded, the surroundings also lit up at once. It wasn't as well lit, but at least he was able to see what was going on around him, but it didn't make him feel better. On the contrary, he is now not only dizzy, but even disgusting.

Because what he saw was one intact monster skin after another, as well as human skin. Those well-preserved human skins, which seemed to have been hollowed out of the interior, not only reminded him of a hobby item from his previous life. Only by making fun of yourself in this way can you dispel some uncomfortable feelings.

However, in fact, Saza saw all the things that he didn't need to see, but missed what he should have seen the most:

Four pairs of black eyes open in the shadows......