Feng An choked for a moment.

In his eyes, he can control the death of any orc, he does it right, if someone else does it, it is vicious, murderous, and ruthless!

Feng Sheng turned his head, didn't bother to look at Feng An's extremely disgusting face, and said to Hu Qingshan:

"Let's do it."

The fox Qingshan had already been unable to hold it back, and the orcs behind him were even more impatient, only to hear the words of Fengsheng fall, and the orcs had already scrambled to jump up and pounce on the wind beaver orcs.

Claws up and claws down!

The weak beaver orcs were no match for them.

In just half an hour, the beaver orcs, who had been complacent just now, had turned into corpses all over the ground, and the blood had stained the whole land red, like the most gorgeous flowers of winter.

The wails came and went, but the orcs showed no mercy.

If they hadn't struck first today, the orcs would have waited for an opportunity to retaliate and harm their people.

The law of survival on this continent is the law of survival of the jungle.

Feng An watched one beaver orc after another fall, but he just dodged back, and he didn't mean to go up to help at all.

Seeing this scene, Fox Qingshan and the orcs all sneered at him and despised the abnormal.

This bastard!

I don't even have the courage to fight them!

Feng Sheng even smiled sarcastically, and said loudly to the desperate Beaver Orc:

"This is the good leader you have chosen, who only cares about his own escape, and does not care about your life or death."

There are very few living beaver orcs left.

They were covered in the blood of their people.

Seeing Feng An running backwards, their eyes were filled with anger and despair.

It's a pity that they never have a chance to regret it again.

Sharp claws slashed across their throats, and the blood sprayed out was like a splash of water, merging with the snow and becoming the nourishment of the forest.

A cold light flashed in Fox Qingshan's eyes, and his heroic figure swooped over, slashing at Feng An's legs with sharp claws.

Listen to only two clicks.

Feng An's leg bones made a cracking sound, and he fell headlong into the snow, as if sensing the coming death, he struggled to support his upper body, and wanted to continue to escape.

He can't die here!

He wants to live, and the one who dies should be Fengsheng!

Feng Sheng had already come in front of him, stepped on his hand that was picking up the snow, and looked down at him with cold eyes.

"Feng An, where do you want to run?"

"They're all dead, it's time for you to go with them."

Her voice was incomparably calm, like the snow water slowly flowing down from a snowy mountain, revealing a cold chill.

"No, you can't kill me!"

Feng An's eyes were full of horror, and he wanted to pull his hand out, but Feng Sheng's feet were like nails, so his hands couldn't do anything.

He could only scream in a panic, like a madman:

"Why, my father and mother were killed by your family, you killed them, and now even I won't let go, you are going to destroy the tribe......"

Hearing this, Feng Sheng sneered.

It's like I've heard some funny joke.

"I don't know what your father told you before he died, I only know that it was he who killed countless clansmen with the beaver staff in order to seize the position of the patriarch, and the beaver staff was silent for decades before recovering."

"Your father will die because he used up the beaver staff for his own selfishness, and when he was seriously injured, the beaver staff was no longer usable, and he died of illness."

"All of this is his own doing! He brought it on himself! ”

If it weren't for this incident, her mother would have carefully maintained the beaver staff for more than ten years, and she would have lost her body, how could she have been plotted by Feng An and lost her life.

Hatred welled up in Feng Sheng's cold eyes.

"Impossible! That's impossible! ”

"It's not like this at all, you killed my father and mother, I did this just for the good of the tribe, you flattered this group of orcs, you are a traitor......"

It's not that Feng An doesn't know this.

It's just that he is stubborn and only willing to believe what he thinks.

He roared vigorously, as if he wanted to argue his innocence in this way.

Feng Sheng looked at him quietly like this.

The orc in front of him had a bloody face, a filthy body and a foul smell, like a bed bug in a deep quagmire, with a hideous and terrifying face, and he didn't deserve to be called an orc at all.

She pulled out a sharpened bone knife from her waist, ran out of patience, and before Feng An could finish yelling, she stabbed him in the temple.

"Poof!!"

Feng An's pupils are dilated.

The two eyes looked as if they were about to fall out, and there was a cold face in the eyes.

It was in stark contrast to his foul-smelling appearance.

Feng An didn't even have time to struggle, so he left this world forever.

Feng Sheng pulled out his bone knife and threw it on the snow.

She didn't want to use the filth stuff stained with Feng'an's blood.

"Wind life." Hu Qingshan turned into a human form, came to Fengsheng's side, took out the animal skin and carefully wiped the blood on her hands.

Seeing that Feng Sheng seemed to be in a bad mood, he hurriedly reassured:

"Don't be sad, these orcs are innocent, everyone will be your clan in the future, and they will never betray you like them."

Feng Sheng looked at Fox Qingshan with strange eyes.

Which eye did he see her sad?

She took revenge, and it was too late to be happy.

Just wanted to explain, turned her head and saw that the orcs around her were all looking at her sympathetically, and they did not discriminate against her at all because she had just been at ease, but their eyes were all uniformly wrapped in sympathy.

Fengsheng: "......"

Never mind.

I think she can't explain it clearly.

Let them misunderstand.

There was no suspense in this battle, and after a short rest, Hu Qingshan set off back to the tribe with Fengsheng and the other orcs.

The corpses of the beaver orcs were left directly in the forest and used as food for the beasts.

Meanwhile.

In the stone house, Long Yao was exposing his round belly, snoring and sleeping, and as his belly rose and fell, the snot bubbles that came out of his nostrils flickered and fell.

The fox tiptoed open the door.

Seeing that there were no cubs in the hallway, she dodged into the room, gently closed the door, and walked to the bed.

"Yao'er, wake up......"

Fox Jiaojiao pinched Long Yao's soft face.

She has been thinking about how to change into a beast recently, thinking about it, it is more appropriate to find her own cub than to find an outsider.

Long Yao was the best fool among the cubs, and he was the last to transform into a shapeshift, so he should be very experienced in this matter.

Fox Jiaojiao decided to fool Long Yao to teach her to transform into shape.

Who knows, she screamed several times, but Long Yao showed no signs of waking up.

Instead, he rolled over, his butt turned to the sky, and fell asleep again.

Fox Jiaojiao: "......"

After thinking about it, Hu Jiaojiao took out a colorful lollipop from the space, tore open the wrapping paper, and shook it on the tip of Long Yao's nose.

Long Yao's eyes were still closed, and the tip of his nose suddenly moved twice, like a marionette, moving his head along the lollipop in Fox Jiaojiao's hand, and slowly raised it.

The pink mouth trumpeted twice, wanting to peck the lollipop.

Fox Jiaojiao took back the lollipop.

Long Yao took a mouthful of air, opened his eyes in a daze, but unexpectedly saw the enlarged face of the fox Jiaojiao.