Chapter 219: Insult
When Bai Yingying and Chi Zhen walked out of the cave quickly, only Lang Jing and Li Ye were guarding the entrance of the cave.
They are all males, and there are females in them, and they are not suitable to go in.
The monsoon came out first just now, but it directly turned into a giant eagle and flew away, making them all confused and unclear.
Bai Yingying looked into the air, and could only see a black dot moving away quickly.
Monsoon was so anxious that she forgot that she wanted to organize a giant eagle team, and flew away first, without even bringing a helper.
Bai Yingying's face became even more ugly, "Ah Zhen, you quickly organize the giant eagle team, Ah Ye, you follow Ah Zhen, and wait for the giant eagle to carry you." ”
She walked towards Lang Jing, "Ah Jing, you and I go first." ”
The phoenix looks gorgeous, but it is not as strong as the giant eagle, and if it carries two people, it will be much slower.
But now, Monsoon is leaving without a brain, and she must hurry up to catch up.
Otherwise, according to the temperament of the monsoon, if you plunge into the pig tribe, I am afraid that you will die faster than the monsoon.
The scene turned into a phoenix, cried softly, and chased Bai Yingying in the direction that the monsoon left.
Ji Zhen took Li Ye and urgently summoned three giant eagle teams of 10 people in the tribe, and asked the chief of the guard to chase Li Ye first.
He continued to gather his clan members to arrange follow-up support and various matters.
The two mountain ranges are not far away, and the giant eagle can be reached in an hour under the rapid flight.
I don't know how long Ji Huo has gone.
Bai Yingying took Rong Jing all the way to fly rapidly, and even used the ability of the wind to make Jing catch up with the monsoon halfway.
Bai Yingying didn't rush to reprimand him, but just followed all the way to the Pig Tribe.
At this time, in the back mountain of the pig tribe, cheers continued to sound, and it was very lively.
Bai Yingying and the others hovered in the sky, and saw a giant eagle with fire-type feathers on its forehead on a flat ground in the back mountain, which was being bitten by several wild boar orcs from different directions, and tore rudely, and the feathers fell all over the ground and landed on the red blood below, which was shocking.
There are countless pigs and orcs around him, shouting happily.
The eagle's head hung limply to the side, and then looked at the miserable body, which was obviously dead, but the body was humiliated in public.
Monsoon felt the blood surging up his head, his eyes instantly turned blood-red, and he swooped down directly after losing his mind.
"Ah Feng!" Bai Yingying's shouts were drowned in the wind.
"Ah Jing, save him!"
At this time, once the monsoon falls into the hands of so many pigs and orcs, it will not be able to get out at all.
When the time comes, I am afraid that it will be the same fate as Ji Huo, and he will die on the spot.
"Qiang Qiang~"
The loud and melodious phoenix chirp was accompanied by a huge whirlwind.
The whirlwind landed precisely into the crowd.
Blowing away the few people surrounding the monsoon fire, it quickly formed a wind pipe, enveloping the monsoon fire and the monsoon that had landed beside him.
The giant eagle in the center was feathered, but unscathed.
But the pig orcs around the duct weren't so lucky.
They were blown by the wind, and the slender wounds on the bodies of the pig orcs who were closer quickly appeared, flowing blood, and they were blown by the wind, and they were all red, which looked particularly miserable.
Suddenly, the sound of celebration turned into a wail.
Rang Jing's tone was a little hurried, "Yingying, hurry, I can't hold on for long." ”
With such a large range of natural abilities to unleash, it takes a lot of energy to spend every second.
Bai Yingying put her hands to her lips and shouted loudly in the shape of a trumpet: "Monsoon! I command you to come back at once! ”
This is not the time to be reckless, at least wait for the support of the Giant Eagle team.
The wind was whistling in the ears of the monsoon, and in his arms was the brother who was already exhausted, and he faintly heard Bai Yingying's call, although he couldn't hear it really, he knew that it was Bai Yingying who was calling him to go.
But.
He doesn't want to!
He was overwhelmed with grief and indignation!
At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind.
Kill these abominable pig orcs! Kill this group of wicked people who killed his brother and insulted his body!
In the orc continent, the weak eat the strong, fighting is inevitable, hatred is reincarnated, and death is the norm.
At the beginning, Zhu Gang designed people to force Bai Yingying, and in the end, they almost took Bai Yingying's life, but they only killed Zhu Gang to settle the grudge, and even the others were not affected.
What's more, even if there is a war between the two clans, the corpse of the enemy will not be insulted.
But the pig tribe did so.
This is a great shame and a deep hatred!
Monsoon stood up slowly, with a resolute murderous intent in his eyes.
Someone looked at the black phoenix in the sky, looked at the windpipe, and roared: "Damn it, damn it!" Dare to be presumptuous in my pig tribe, kill and kill! ”
"Rush in and kill that giant eagle!"
"Rush!"
The orcs of the Pig Tribe, even if they were cut by the wind blade, still did not give up.
Someone fell, and the people behind stepped directly on the corpses of the clansmen and continued to rush inside.
Going forward and succeeding, it is extremely shocking.
Because of the huge consumption, the whirlwind is obviously a big circle smaller, and it is already struggling to support.
Midair.
Bai Yingying: They were also attacked.
Some flying orcs of different races, unconsciously surrounding them, are rapidly surrounding them.
This is the last time they entered the uninhabited land in the back mountain, and the high-level flying escort team arranged by Patriarch Zhu at a great cost was to prevent this day.
Bai Yingying's eyes froze, "Ah Jing, withdraw protection." Start fighting! ”
At this moment, she and Langjing themselves could not be protected, and they could no longer take care of the monsoon below.
Lang Jing was surprised, "Regardless of Ah Feng?" ”
"He is bent on death, and no one can save him!" Bai Yingying said coldly.
In the next moment, a long knife suddenly appeared in her hand, cutting off the wings of an approaching kestrel.
Lang Jing put away his thoughts, and immediately began to change his flying posture, dodging the attacks of birds and orcs, and using the wind blade to solve those that couldn't be avoided.
Bai Yingying's legs tightly clamped the phoenix's body to fix her figure, holding a long knife and fighting with the approaching birds and orcs.
There were no less than 20 flying orcs surrounding Bai Yingying and Lane Jing.
And that's just the number of guards patrolling the back hill during this time period.
A long time ago, the Pig Tribe also had a large number of flying orcs for air defense, but they were super tribes, and after being comfortable for a long time, they were unwilling to spend a lot of money to invite high-level flying orcs from foreign races.
Only symbolically invited some flying orcs of average strength as monitoring.
At that time, the monsoon patriarch personally arranged for them to stay in the back mountain, and those flying guards were not vigilant, which led to the heavy land in the back mountain, but it became a place where they could come and go when they wanted.
The son of the patriarch was killed, but the enemy was able to leave in style.
How could Patriarch Zhu not hate? Since then, it has cost a lot of money to hire high-level flying orcs to guard the safety of the air.
Bai Yingying and Langjing were surrounded by birds and orcs, and the safe space was compressed smaller and smaller.
Not only was Langjing injured, but Bai Yingying was also scratched by birds and beasts with several wounds.
The skin was slashed, and the back and arms were covered with slender claw marks, and blood flowed.