PS: The Weasel disciple among the three disciples in the previous chapter was changed to a snake disciple.

This is not a temporary revision.,Originally, the first draft was designed to be a ferret.,But after writing it, I wanted to change it to a snake clan.,But I forgot to change it.,The result was sent.。

When I updated this chapter today, I suddenly remembered that it hadn't changed, so I quickly revised it.

A little mistake, I hope you forgive me.

............

The reindeer disciple's eyes were like poisonous knives, and the hand that grabbed Meng Xiang's wrist was constantly tightening.

Quack quack... The sound of skin rubbing against each other is a bit harsh.

Qiu Wanli was also stunned, looking at this disciple, he couldn't help but smile slightly: "Lu Buwei, what do you want to say?"

Looking like that, it seems that he is also a little disgusted with deer inaction.

This deer is not a disciple, but he doesn't seem to take Qiu Wanli, the sword emperor, in his eyes at all, he didn't reply, and his eyes stared at Meng Xiang deadly.

Don't look at this person's square face, but this anger is very fierce.

It's obviously a herbivore, but it exudes a carnivore-like fierce light.

"Senior Brother Lu, what are you doing, he is my friend. Rabbit Jingjing saw that the deer was not holding Meng Xiang's arm with the hand that kept exerting force, and said anxiously.

Lu Buwei glanced at Rabbit Jingjing and said: "Senior Sister Rabbit, you are a once-in-a-century genius of our orc race, and after the death of Senior Sister Snake, you are a genius whose talent is second only to mine in the Roaring Mountains, how can you be so close to a barbaric race like humans?"

"What are you talking about? Brother Meng is my friend. Rabbit Jingjing hurriedly reached out to separate Lu Buwei's hand that grabbed Meng Xiang's wrist.

But this deer is not to say that there is a Yuan Infant cultivation, and her power in the Jindan stage is simply the same as that that that does not exist.

This deer doesn't do it, and it doesn't seem to be a provocation for the bloody reason of bullying others.

Meng Xiang could feel it.

Generally, wicked people who like to oppress others will always feel happy and excited when they do it, and their eyes will be hideous.

At this moment, being grabbed by Lu Buwei, Meng Xiang could feel his heartbeat through his palm.

Lu Buwei's heartbeat is very calm.

Not only that, Lu Buwei's eyes, where is the pleasure, it is clearly a deep hatred for Meng Xiang... No, that's more of a hatred of the human race.

Why did he hate the Terrans so much?

Meng Xiang glanced at the tiger head embroidery on his chest, and immediately understood the reason.

Meng Xiang, who wanted to teach this deer Buwei a lesson, couldn't help but feel three points of sympathy for Lu Buwei when he saw this embroidery, so he erased the idea of doing it.

Qiu Wanli looked at this scene and secretly screamed.

Although humans and orcs are allied, it is a common practice for the whole continent that the human race is not treated well, and the human race owes a lot to the orc race now, and as a representative of the human race, it is even more difficult for her to do things that affect the relationship between the two races at will.

She didn't dare to make a move at will, but she still stepped forward and said, "That... Lu is not for, I think there should be some misunderstanding in this, Miss Rabbit also said that Meng Xiang is her friend, and it is normal for friends to have some intimate behavior. ”

"Lord Sword Emperor, what are you talking about? Are you jealous of him? I'm teaching him to be honest in the future!"

Lu Buwei smiled contemptuously: "Since he is an exchange student, he has been a disciple of our Roaring Ridge from the moment he stepped into the mountain gate, and we have the rules of our Roaring Ridge. ”

As soon as these words came out, Qiu Wanli couldn't help but tremble, and couldn't say half a word.

Although the deer is fierce, it is all true.

Each race has its own customs, and Roaring Ridge is not a Purple Xuanmen, it has its own unique rules.

Roaring Ridge is different from the Purple Xuanmen, and the disciple level of Roaring Ridge is more like a food chain than a level.

The lower disciple must not offend the superior disciple, and must have absolute respect for the superior disciple, and those who disobey will be beaten and cannot take care of themselves.

This may be a bit brutal for humans, but don't forget that among the human race, there are only humans and a small number of half-breeds, while the orc race is a multi-racial race, with pigs, dogs, monkeys, and countless branches.

This strict hierarchy may be a bit brutal for humans, but it is the most suitable system for the orcs.

Meng Xiang and the three of them, as exchange students, although they have not yet done the handover ceremony, from the second they step into the mountain gate, even if they are disciples of Roaring Ridge, they must act according to the rules of Roaring Ridge.

On the side, the ugly who was thinking about peace saw this scene and couldn't stand it anymore.

"What's the matter with you, let go of Brother Meng!"

Since Agu Zhong's death, although Ah Chou is still so weak, his temper has disappeared, and his eyes are ready for a battle.

He reached into the storage ring and was about to draw his sword and start fighting.

"Stop, ugly!"

Meng Xiang drank him back the moment he drew his sword.

Ah Chou was stunned for a moment: "But Brother Meng..."

"Stand down!"

There was another burst of shouting, and the sound was like thunder.

When Ah Chou heard this, he could only retract the sword unwillingly.

Instead, Meng Xiang looked at Lu Buwei and chuckled, "It seems that this Senior Brother Lu has a lot of opinions about our human race." ”

"Hmph. ”

Lu Buwei laughed contemptuously: "Since ancient times, it is not good to have anything to do with your human race, the Tianyi Clan massacre fifty years ago, and the Heroic Spirit Clan library fire case eighty years ago were all caused by your human race, even the members of the Witch Cult, you humans are the most." ”

As he spoke, his five fingers exerted almost maximum force, as if he was twisting Meng Xiang's arm with hatred.

"Now, even our most respected axe king, Hu Tuoba, has died because of you humans, you humans, there are still face faction exchanges, and there must be a limit to shamelessness, right?!"

When he said this, he gritted his teeth.

Meng Xiang could feel the deer's hatred for the human race.

Yes, whether it is the truth, the first lie or the second lie, among the three, Hutuoba died because of the human race.

And the deer is not embroidered for the tiger head on the chest, Meng Xiang has seen it once, and it is the embroidery of the tiger tuoba pattern on the pants.

This deer is not for it, and he is the chief disciple, which explains the reason.

He was an introductory disciple of Hutuopa.

At this moment, Lu Buwei's five fingers pinching Meng Xiang's wrist had reached the limit.

It's also thanks to Meng Xiang that he pinched, if it was a clown, I'm afraid the bones would have been pinched into Sanlu milk powder by him.

"Senior Brother Lu, after all, people are newcomers, and it's normal to not understand the rules, so you don't have to be like this. ”

In the end, it was the snake clan disciple who stepped forward to persuade him, and Lu Buwei's strength was relieved by three points.

"Snake Qing, are you speaking for the human race?" Lu Buwei glanced at the disciple of the snake race: "Your sister Snake Ling'er was humiliated to death by the human race in the illusion realm, have you forgotten the unrecognizable image of your sister's corpse?"

"It's true that my sister was killed by the human race, but don't forget one thing. ”

Snake Qing's tone was gentle and elegant, and he stepped forward and chuckled: "I heard Senior Sister Rabbit say that the last person to avenge my sister was the human named Ah Ugly, I think this is a favor, right? ”

The deer didn't listen, and the strength of his hand suddenly loosened a little.

Weasel Qing smiled slightly, stepped forward and patted Lu Buwei's shoulder and said, "And... The day after tomorrow is the first half moon of the king, and it is unlucky to do it, Brother Lu, what do you say?"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Buwei's violent face suddenly revealed a hint of taboo.

He glanced at Meng Xiang, then at Weasel Qing, and finally lowered his head and pondered for a while, then threw away Meng Xiang's hand.

"You're lucky! The day after tomorrow, the king will be buried, and I won't do it today. Lu Buwei glared at Meng Xiang viciously, and turned his head and walked towards the mountain.

This deer is not for it, and his temper is really short-tempered.

Meng Xiang looked at his back and could feel his anger that had nowhere to vent his hatred.

"Don't be surprised, Senior Brother Lu was a beginner disciple of the Great King during his lifetime, this time the Great King's death hit him hard, he is not aimed at you, don't worry. ”

Itachi said with a smile.

Meng Xiang nodded indifferently: "I know, who doesn't have a temper tantrum." ”

Anyway, he couldn't hurt himself, and Meng Xiang didn't care.

"Yes, after learning that the Great King died, Senior Brother Lu's whole person has changed, he was not like this before, Brother Meng, don't blame him. ”

Rabbit Jingjing, who had seen Meng Xiang's strength with her own eyes, did not forget to step forward to take a preventive shot, for fear that Meng Xiang would go crazy and dismantle the entire Roaring Ridge.

After all, that knife... Rabbit Jingjing couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if the Nine Calamities of the Floating Slaughter were swung down at the Roaring Ridge.

"Okay, am I a careful-eyed person?" Meng Xiang smiled and touched Rabbit Jingjing's little head, and said dotingly: "Anyway, little rabbit, please lead the way." ”

Seeing that Meng Xiang didn't care, and was touched again, Rabbit Jingjing's comfortable ears hung back, nodded, and took Meng Xiang and his party to the stairs of the mountain gate.

Meng Xiang is not a cautious person.

Hu Tupa's death was also caused by his own godhead.

Therefore, Lu Buwei was angry, and Meng Xiang was also willing to give him more understanding.

Meng Xiang knew that all he could do was to avoid this kind of thing from happening as much as possible, and at the same time try to make up for all the effects caused by his godhead.

Because of this, it is all the more important that we should take back our divinity as soon as possible.

In this way, the group came to the Holy Roar Hall on the top of the Roaring Ridge Mountain, a huge hall with no walls, only countless white stone pillars supporting the roof, and a land of more than ten acres.

This is where the story of the orcs begins.

........................