The days went by, and soon the weather slowly began to get colder.

Most of the orcs hunted food for the whole winter, and when the weather became colder and there were fewer and fewer prey to go out, they stopped going out.

Before the onset of winter, at the junction of summer and winter, the most powerful tribes always hold a tribal gathering.

The first is to summarize which tribe has the most harvest this year, the second is to gather the orcs together and select the strongest first warrior among all the tribes, and the third is to let the orcs make friends with their beloved.

This year, the gathering was still held in the Sirius tribe.

A few days ago, the culprit was not found about the wanderers in the north, and the people of the rest of the tribes returned to their tribes, and Ed stopped insisting that the thing was in his own tribe, and the days of the orcs returned to their original peace.

And the meeting came as promised.

Ed had to get busy ahead of time.

Every year the gathering is very solemn, and Ed not only has to be safe, but also to prepare enough food.

Wen Cha saw that he was busy every day and couldn't find the edge, so he went out with him every day to help him do some small things.

Although Ed didn't want her to work so hard, he was extremely relieved in his heart.

On the eve of the party, it was a full moon night.

Wen Chawo nestled in bed and counted the sheep.

Counting and counting, she saw that the rings on her fingers were getting whiter and whiter, almost glittering with crystals.

Since the system reminded her, she never dared to touch the big guy's head again, nor did she dare to touch him around, and she had been terrified to see if this person would retaliate against her.

As it turned out, the man was so badly wounded that he was literally dead.

"Hey!" She boredly asked, "When are you okay?"

The thing didn't react, Wen Cha didn't care, he touched the bag on his head with his hand, and sighed faintly: "You hurry up and get better, my father said, when the orc festival comes, he will find me an orc partner, I don't want to let him misunderstand the ring on my hand when I get married."

An inexplicable red light flashed on the thing, as if it had heard her words and reacted.

Wen Cha thought he was blind, and when he looked at it again, he was still dead.

She poked the bag a few more times in a boring way, and said to herself, "Are you going to leave here after you're healed?" Are you going back to the North? You're not going to kill me, are you? I tell you, you have made me very distressed by pestering me like this, and it will be unkind and righteous to take revenge on me. ”

The ring didn't move, but Wen Cha immediately felt her fingers being wrapped tighter.

This is really a living ......

She reflexively withdrew the hand she had touched him, leaned against the bed, and her heart snapped and snapped.

"Since you are alive, then after you are well, don't take revenge on me, and don't take revenge on the people of our tribe, do what you like, okay?"

The ring grinded her fingertips with her tail, a small float, almost letting Wen Cha remove him for observation, but as a result, the guy moved and didn't react.

Wen Cha: "Why are you so boring, it's not fun at all."

Before she could finish speaking, the ring stiffened, and then miraculously moved her head, and two sesame packets arched towards her, as if to let her touch his head.

Doesn't she love playing this game the most?

Wen Cha didn't expect that a sentence would have the effect of deceiving the corpse.

She froze: "............ no, no, no!" I was wrong! I don't like it at all! I beg you to take it back quickly......

The little one scratches her with his tail.

She trembled and said, "Please, you better take it back, I'm going to sleep."

The little one was unmoved and urged her with his tail.

Warm tea: "...... Then I, only, just touch, once, just once. ”

Then she touched his head, and stopped touching it again.

The little guy saw that the tail grinding her had little effect, so he grabbed her fingers hard and scratched her fingers.

Wen Cha found out that he had four white claws that looked like toothpicks.

These days, he was wrapped around his fingers and barely moved, and she almost forgot that he still had claws......

Serious murder too!

Wen Cha suddenly felt that life was too exciting, the blow was too great, and she needed to get a good night's sleep.

Seeing that she ignored her, the little guy turned his head and touched the back of her fingers with the small bag on his head, as if he was a little annoyed and wanted her to continue to touch it.

Wen Cha didn't dare to pluck the feathers on the tiger's head again, and he didn't dare to touch it.

The little guy scratched her gently, and did not urge again, and in the middle of the moon, as usual, he died there again, and did not react.

Wen Cha hugged the quilt and thought about how things developed like this, and finally blamed himself for his own death.

She looked up to the sky and sighed, poked her forehead, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Not long after she fell asleep, the moon was in full bloom, and layers of frost covered her window lattice, lazily and quietly enjoying the baptism of moonlight.

This time, the ice did not continue to spread to the tribe, but quietly guarded by the window, stacked into a crystal clear appearance, and the faint light passed through the frost, scattered on the girl's quiet sleeping face, beautiful and safe.

The ring wrapped around his finger suddenly moved, and through the bright moonlight, a black shadow slowly formed in the air.

The shadow was not distinct, dressed in a black robe, like a ghostly ghost coming out of the abyss.

He walked to the girl's bed, stretched out a pale hand under the dark robe, stopped on the girl's forehead for a moment, and then poked it gently.

The cold temperature made the girl shiver a little, and she clutched her futon tightly and turned her head to dodge.

The black shadow was stunned for a moment, reached out and pulled her head, poked it a few times more lightly, and saw that she was not uncomfortable, so he let go of her with great compassion, and quietly looked at her by the bed for a long time, before disappearing in the air.

In the second half of the night, the moon slowly disappeared in the clouds, the frost on the window lattice quietly melted, and a casual drizzle fell on the grass under the eaves.

Early the next morning, Wen Cha pushed open the window, took a breath of fresh air, and was about to get up, under the window lattice, a cluster of red camellia was blooming leisurely.

Wen Cha was stunned for a moment, reached out and touched the petals, the cold perception made her shrink her fingertips, and she almost reflexively touched her fingers.

…… The ring is missing......

She was stunned, rummaging over and over in bed, almost knocking the house over, but she couldn't find him.

I guess I was healed and went home.

Wen Cha breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the big guy is still very sensible.

Ed came knocking on her door as usual.

Wen Cha opened the door, Ed's eyes were sharp, and he saw the red camellia at a glance, and a complicated expression appeared on his face.

Wen Cha couldn't figure it out and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ed said depressedly: "Do you have a sweetheart?"

Wen Cha is in the clouds, does she have a sweetheart? Who is it?

Ed: "The red camellia is a courtship flower that orcs will only give out when they meet their sweetheart."

Wen Cha: Can anyone tell her what it means to ask for kissing flowers???

"This season, it is the best time for the red camellia to bloom, and the orcs with a heart will plant one by the girl's window to declare their love, you tell Daddy, do you have someone you like?"

Wen Cha: "No!"

Ed sighed: "It is the right of orcs and girls to pursue love, I am your father, as long as the other party is a guy who can hunt and take care of people, I promise not to stop you."

Wen Cha: "Not really!"

Ed was a little sad and a little lost, I don't know whether he was glad that his daughter finally let go of the past, or sad that his daughter might have someone she liked.

"Okay, I won't ask, I know that you were heartbroken by Gro before, and now you don't want to face feelings, but if you really like someone, you must bring him to meet me, Daddy will check it for you, okay?"

Warm tea: "............" is not good!

She doesn't have a sweetheart at all, right?

Not only no, but I don't even know which soul this flower is planted in, and this kind of slander against her has been done, it's crazy!!