The unmarried girls gather together and form a group of their own. In the public, it’s not dark yet, and the celebration hasn’t officially started yet. Except for those who are “fortunate” to be caught and ravaged by them, the men next to them always want to drink. After ordering some wine, I salivated and leaned towards them. No one expected this person to be so shameless.
The sharp minions of the orc prisoner grabbed the bare shoulders of the girl in the front. How could human flesh and blood stop such beast minions
This girl is the daughter of a brave old hunter, of course she was not too frightened to open her eyes, she was not panicked, knowing that there were people behind her and there was no place for her to hide, so she could only grit her teeth and slap her waist The small decorative dagger was pinned, but maybe her hands were not fast enough, or maybe the shell of the dagger was too cumbersome, and the shell actually got stuck on the knife. In a blink of an eye, the giant claw with a fishy smell was handed over to her. In front of her, a cold light reflected her shrunken pupils.
At this moment, someone suddenly grabbed her by the belt and pulled her back. The girl felt her back hit a hard chest, and then the dagger at her waist was pulled out very lightly. With a "click", she was only half out of the sheath, and before she could see what was going on, she happened to cut off a finger from the beast claw that came to her door.
Chang An changed hands and pushed the woman in his hand onto her companion. At the same time, he was very dissatisfied with the broken dagger that was not in his hand—this dagger was obviously not used for combat, and the blade was rubbed with barbecue oil. Dull as a new unsharpened knife.
However, his saber was in the tent, and it was the only one that could make do with it at the moment.
Chang An's palms turned over, the small dagger turned around, and the hilt was actually aimed at the opponent. He suddenly leaned forward, dodged the beast's claws, and bumped into the orc's arms, the small dagger in his hand seemed to be turned out Hualai, the handle of the knife hit the center of the orc's two collarbones fiercely, the orc was almost cut off by him, and instinctively leaned back.
Like a poisonous snake, the dagger clung to his neck with a chill and a metallic smell. The blade turned over again at some point, and just brushed against his neck, wiping off a layer of oily skin. on his throat.
"Chang'an!" Suo Laimu suddenly said, "Kill him!"
Chang An glanced at him from the corner of his eye, ignored him, but said to the orc, "Go back."
He didn't intend to kill, but who knew that the orc prisoner went crazy, thinking that he was going all out by doing so, he didn't care about his life at all, and thought it was the sub-beast who didn't dare to kill, so he raised his claws and slapped Chang'an .
Chang An frowned, and the blade slammed forward, forcing the somewhat curled-mouthed dagger obliquely into his neck. With a bang, the blood splashed far away, almost wet the girl's face. skirt angle.
The falling animal claws lost their strength, and Chang An swung his head aside. He felt that this person was simply asking for his own death, which was unreasonable.
Chang An carefully wiped off the blood on the dagger with his sleeve, then returned it to the girl, and said, "The edge of the dagger is a bit curled, you can change it."
I don't know who shouted hello first, a group of men screamed and rushed forward one after another. You punched and patted Chang An's shoulder. Chang An was very uncomfortable with this overly enthusiastic way of showing favor, and The girl who was saved by him suddenly announced loudly in front of everyone: "Father, I have my eyes on him! I want to marry him!"
A middle-aged orc standing beside looked Chang'an up and down, and asked helplessly, "Young man, how old are you?"
"..." Chang'an, "Eighteen."
"Oh, I'm not yet an adult." The middle-aged orc glared at his daughter.
"It's only two years away, I'm waiting for him!" the girl yelled at her father confidently.
Everyone laughed, the middle-aged man blushed, and also felt that his daughter was a little shameless - since ancient times, girls are ordered when they are about to reach adulthood, how can they rush to wait for a man? This is how much you can't get married
The girl pushed aside the crowd, walked up to Chang'an, and said, "Hi, my name is Alan, what's your name? I'll marry you, okay?"
Everyone burst into laughter again - they didn't even know what their name was, so they ran up and clamored to marry him. Alan's father seemed to be looking for a crack in the ground to get in.
Chang An was frightened, he took a big step back, and stared at this bold girl who was a head shorter than him but aggressive.
Alan asked, "Tell me, do I look good?"
Chang An felt that it was wrong to nod or shake his head, and his hairs stood on end.
Alan was terribly aggressive, pressing her every step of the way. When she took a step forward, Changan took a step back, retreated into the crowd, and was pushed out by the booing men again. Alan's father stomped his feet and scolded: "Alan, you Come here! Don't you think it's embarrassing?"
Alan said: "I don't think so!"
Someone deliberately pushed Chang'an towards Alan, but Alan didn't mind anyway, the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, waiting for him to throw himself into his arms, but at this time, a hand was inserted in the middle, Huayi finally rushed He arrived, and supported Chang An before he fell on the other girl.
Although he still had a smile on his face, he felt a little displeased in his heart, and thought: "What a beautiful girl, such a big girl can say everything without shame, and she can do it by forcing a marriage in public."
Alan asked: "New leader, what do you say?"
Alan's father hurried forward, intending to take back the unfortunate girl from his family. The poor warrior has been brave and not good at words all his life. ... It's too outrageous!"
Hua Yi held back his temper, and asked her like a good old man: "Why are there so many people present, but only my little brother? Don't scare him, he is still young."
Alan raised his chin: "He is prettier than you all, and he saved my life. In my eyes, he is the number one hero. Of course I want to marry him!"
Chang An lowered his head, tried his best to hide himself in the crowd, and thought: I don't want to marry a girl with such a loud voice, otherwise all the babies born in the future will be like her, the big and small ones will chatter all day long. People's brains are blowing up, how can they live
... He seemed shy and evasive, but he was already worrying about such a distant matter in his mind, which shows that he is also a very far-sighted talent.
Hua Yi rolled his eyes and knew that although Chang'an had black hands, he liked quietness and was not very willing to conflict with others, so he raised his voice and asked, "Where are the boys who are going to pursue Miss Alan? Are they all dead? Why is there no movement at all?" No?"
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, a young and handsome orc with a bare upper body stood up, beat his chest, and said to Chang'an: "I! I want to challenge you! Win my beloved girl!"
As soon as this remark came out, a few more people stood up immediately. It was not known whether they really wanted to pursue Alan, or they were purely booing.
The tribes in the north are like this. When they were young, they fought duels for girls, and death was nothing. When someone died, they washed the ground with water in a big wooden basin, and everyone still entertained with wine and meat on it.
Anyway, with so many people willing to fight for Alan, she finally had a lot of face, but she still looked at Chang'an, expecting his answer.
Unexpectedly, Chang An couldn't understand the passionate feelings of these men at all, he managed to get down the steps, and immediately said happily: "There is no need for a duel, I can't beat you, just do it yourself."
Without hesitation, the faces of these orcs who had witnessed him killing and who had been instilled with the idea of "honor above all else" were blank for a while, but Kazuo of the Black Eagle tribe, who had been watching coldly, laughed inappropriately. Pushing aside the crowd, he put his arms around Chang An's shoulders, and said with a smile, "You kid has an idea, I like it, let's go! Come drink with us!"
A turmoil ended in such a muddled way.
Hua Yi looked at Kazuo's back, squinted his eyes, and thought: What is "our side"
However, Suo Laimu appeared out of nowhere, and while walking with him to the high platform, he said softly: "Why, do you hope that they can integrate into the giant mountain when they come in, and enjoy themselves like the aborigines from now on? These 'outsiders' ’, and took away their food and slaves. Dozens of bachelors came, and sooner or later they would start a family, and at that time there would be even less competition, and they would still have to pinch each other.”
Hua Yi gave a heavy "hmm" and didn't say anything.
Suo Laimu suddenly stopped, and said with a smile: "It seems that you understand, so I won't say more."
The conflict between the new Flying Eagle tribe and the aborigines is naturally beneficial to the new leader Huayi. The people below are restrained from each other, so the leader can balance the situation and say what he says.
Hua Yi soon had a plan in his mind.
However, at this moment, the words from Suo Laimu's mouth came to his ears like a fairy flying from the sky, causing Hua Yi to barely jump up.
Suo Laimu suppressed his voice as if whispering, and asked: "I said, what do you think about that child? When you spoke just now, you didn't even look right."
Hua Yi said angrily: "Fart your mother! That's my brother, who thinks everyone is like you, full of dirty minds all day long?"
Suo Laimqi said: "Huh? Did I just say which child is that child?"
Hua Yi paused for a moment, finally couldn't bear it anymore, pointed at him and said, "Get lost!"
Suo Laimu snorted, and gave him a wretched grin, his face was not clean, but his teeth were snow-white, which looked extremely funny.
Hua Yi stepped onto the high platform in a big stride, he couldn't see what he couldn't see, and sincerely hoped that Suo Laimu could get away with it.
It's a pity that Suo Laimu didn't realize that he was so annoying. Instead, he sat under the high platform humming a little tune, calmly took out his handful of incense, straightened his hat, and started to burn the incense muttering.
When the new and old leaders were handed over from above, he routinely performed his three small worships every day below. This time, he wanted to worship the sky god who bestowed on him a high hat, so he worshiped in a particularly grand manner.
Echoing up and down, it became a spectacle.
But the new and old leaders pretended not to see him, and the others didn't dare to say anything except to look at him a few more times.
Everyone knows that this unattractive sub-orc man looks like he could be trampled to death with one foot, but he is a genuine old dead man.
It is rumored that he can control the cloud and rain, and he knows everything about what happens on the mainland, in the sky, and in the deep sea. The "messenger of the gods" is not a lie.