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"Which tribe are you from?" he asked with a smile while playing with the snake tail in his hand.
"...No..." The voice behind him was nice, cold and smooth, and Cong Sheng could hear caution and gentleness in such a light voice.
He also understood what Mo meant - he was not from any tribe, but a wandering orc.
However, it is very curious that such a powerful Mo is actually a wandering orc. Were they expelled from their original tribe? Or has the original tribe been destroyed, so he has become a wandering orc? Or an orc who got lost during the tribe's migration? Or an orc abandoned by his parents? Wait, wait, in short, Cong Sheng is very curious, but he won't ask, because it is obviously not a good question no matter how you ask it, and it is suspected of poking someone's feet.
"Thank you for your help today, otherwise I would have suffered more than just this injury."
"…Protect…"
It was obvious that Mo was poor at words. Every time Cong Sheng finished speaking, he had to wait a long time before he could hold back a word or two.
"Are you following me to protect me during this period?" Cong Sheng saw that Mo had finished applying the medicine on herself and slowly put on the clothes he had taken off.
"Um."
The jade-white cheeks were slightly red, and his face was obviously cold and gloomy, but the shyness in his eyes greatly diluted his cold evil aura, making him actually look a little cute. This reminded Cong Sheng of a long-ago movie—the killer was not too cold. This unexpected contrast made Cong Sheng feel particularly cute.
Cong Sheng looked at Mo, who had his tail coiled into a coil of mosquito coils, and looked at him gently and carefully. This was the first time he looked at Mo seriously. The person he looked at also seemed at a loss, and his snow-white teeth were biting the tips of his fingers. , eyes shy but not evasive.
The black hair reaches his shoulders, but the ends are uneven, giving him an unexpected wild beauty. I don’t know how he cut his hair like this. Oh, there were no scissors in this era, so he probably just cut it with a bone knife. of.
His face is neither as deep as a knife, nor as feminine and charming as Cong Sheng is now. It is a kind of lines that are neither cold nor soft, and inexplicably accumulates an inaccessible temperament that is indifferent and repulsive to people thousands of miles away. .
As a wandering orc, Mo has a lonely and cold temperament. Maybe this is one of the reasons why he is not good at words? Because there is no chance to talk to anyone
The green eyes were the color of early spring buds, obviously full of vitality, but the face embedded in Mo was filled with the residual coldness of winter. When killing, it was full of animality and cruelty, cold and devoid of any emotion. But the eyes looking at Cong Sheng at this moment were softer and gentler than the new buds on the tree.
"Where do you live?"
Cong Sheng looked at Wan Mo and asked with a smile.
"...tree hole..."
Mo watched Cong Sheng's eyes fall on his fingers, and quickly put his hand down from his lips. He pursed his thin pink lips, frowned, and choked out two more words.
It seems that he is really not good at words. Every time he speaks, he looks extremely embarrassed, as if he has a lot to say, but he just can't say it out. He tries hard but can only talk a few words.
Cong Sheng was very patient. He looked at Mo with gentle and calm eyes, neither disgusting nor urging, but encouraging and serious.
"You mean the tree hole I live in belongs to you? Then you don't have a place to live during this time? I'm sorry, I took your place. I thought it was an unused tree hole. I'm really sorry. I will Move out and find another place." Cong Sheng really didn't expect that the simple tree hole was Mo's residence, and he looked at Mo with a slight apology.
"...I...your..." Mo waved his hand, seeming a little anxious, his spread tail kept swimming behind him, and the tip of his tail slapped the ground from time to time, raising a small amount of dust.
"Ah?" Cong Sheng tilted his head and looked at Mo pretending to be confused, as if he didn't understand what he meant.
In fact, he was already laughing in his heart. He didn't understand what Mo meant. Isn't it that what's mine is yours
"It's all yours... mine... yours..."
There must be a breakthrough under heavy pressure. Isn’t it true that the number of words is finally greater than three
"That's not good. We met by chance. How can I take your things? It's hard for an orc to find a female without some wealth. I'm going back to the tribe in a few days, and you can't take it with me. But what's left is this. I will help you hunt more prey in a few days, I will help you make more daily necessities, and tidy up your tree hole. When you find a female you like, he will be happy too." Cong Sheng said understandingly, His eyes were looking at Mo's unpredictable and anxious expression without any trace, and he smiled brightly in his heart.
"You...my..." After listening to Cong Sheng's words, Mo's tail stopped slapping the ground. The entire snake's tail froze on the ground motionless. He even stretched out his right hand to hold Cong Sheng's arm, his eyes full of anxiety and anger.
"What?" Cong Sheng still looked at Mo in confusion.
"You... my... partner..." Mo almost choked up and choked out a few words, "Holy fruit... collect..."
"You mean I accepted your holy fruit and am now your partner?" Cong Sheng didn't pretend not to understand this time.
"But I am an orc, and you are an orc too."
Cong Sheng squinted at Mo, wanting to see his reaction.
"Friend..." Mo looked at Cong Sheng stubbornly, his green pupils fixed on Cong Sheng, and the fierce possessiveness emerged little by little.
The tail behind him was already wrapped around Cong Sheng's waist, as if to prevent Cong Sheng from escaping.
"But I want to go back to the tribe." Cong Sheng said.
"Together." Mo replied quickly.
"Okay then, when we return to the tribe, we will find the priest to form a partnership. You can think about it carefully during this period, and there is still a chance to regret it." Cong Sheng said this, but he was not so generous in his heart. If Mo Mo If he really regrets it and finds another female to have children, he will definitely contribute a whole bottle of mother water to Mo's belly.
"No regrets." Mo replied quickly again. The evil spirit in his green pupils had faded away, and now he became gentle and calm, like the most beautiful green crystal, shining in the sun.
Cong Sheng looked at these eyes that were as clear and pure as a baby without any impurities, and couldn't help but lean forward and kiss these beautiful eyes.
Mo looked at Cong Sheng's movements with confusion in his eyes. He tilted his head slightly, blinked his eyes, and followed Cong Sheng's example and kissed Cong Sheng's eyes.
After finishing, he looked at Cong Sheng expectantly, with an expression of expectation and praise on his face.
Cong Sheng touched the snake's tail swimming happily around her waist and couldn't help but ask, "Why do you keep looking like a half-orc? Why don't you turn your tail into legs?"
"Convenient." Mo thought he was very subtle and slowly closed the distance between the two of them with his snake tail, while answering.
"That's it." Speaking of which, Cong Sheng has not yet changed into a beast form. His beast form is a beautiful white fox. Not to mention the actual transformation, even partial animal transformation Cong Sheng has never tried.
He was really not used to it. After traveling through so many lives, he had never had such a novel experience. He could actually transform. It was like a fairy tale. However, in mythology, fox is not a good word, especially the fox spirit horse, which is too famous.
Cong Sheng's current appearance is not liked by the orcs, and it is precisely because his appearance is too soft and charming, not at all masculine and strong like the orcs. If it were not for the ability to transform, everyone would suspect that he is a female.
If he is really a female, Bai's fate might be much better. After all, females are a popular and protected category. Bai's appearance is even more beautiful than Huanyue. If he is a female, and with Bai's scheming and forbearance, how can he still survive? What's the matter with the phantom moon
It was just because he fell in love with the wrong person that Bai Cai became so desperate after being abandoned and betrayed. He was heartbroken. He thought that Huanyue was his partner, his salvation, and his sunshine, but it was a pity that he finally realized that his sunshine had no temperature.
Therefore, Cong Sheng would never let Huanyue and his orcs go.
After confirming the relationship with Mo - Cong Sheng felt that their development was fast enough and could catch up with Shenqi - Mo no longer stayed on the branches at night and finally returned to his tree hole again.
"Mo, I'm going back to the tribe quietly tomorrow and I'll be back in the evening," Cong Sheng looked at Mo's excited expression and quickly comforted her, "I have something to do when I go back, please wait for me here, okay? I will definitely take you with me. Back to my tribe."
"wait…"
After listening to Cong Sheng's words, Mo calmed down, but he was holding Cong Sheng tightly in his hands. The snake's tail that had turned into legs changed back again, wrapping around Cong Sheng's body, like that. The domineering posture made Cong Sheng feel strangely sweet in his heart. Was he really distorted
Cong Sheng lay in Mo's arms, thinking silently with her eyes fixed.
Listening to the familiar heartbeat, Cong Sheng fell asleep very quickly. Mo, who was holding him, did not change his position all night long. The arms holding him never relaxed for a moment. It was like holding his favorite treasure, full of things. Loving and possessing.
The next day, after calming down the anxious Mo with a kiss, Cong Sheng quickly ran back to the edge of the tribe. He took out a magic scroll with an inscription from the space, his eyes were a little nostalgic and a little reluctant.
Such a magnificent magical world is really nostalgic. The magic scroll in his hand was also made by Adonis later. Using one will save one.
After tearing open the scroll, Cong Sheng's figure disappeared from the place.
Cong Sheng walked into the Black Rock Tribe from the main entrance openly, watching the familiar faces coming and going inside, and Cong Sheng strolled around.
This invisible scroll is indeed very good. It can hide all his body shape, smell and sound. There are no traces of his footsteps on the ground. It's a pity that it's a one-time use. Because the raw materials are precious, Cong Sheng doesn't have many in his collection. He really needs to use each one less.
I arrived at Huanyue's residence with familiarity. Before I even got close to the door, I heard excited screams coming from inside.