Kuai Chuan's face-slapping gold finger

Chapter 99

Han Department.

The party in the stone house lasted all night, and in the middle of the night, the males sang ancient songs, and the females twisted their soft waists, stepped on a light rhythm, and danced charming dances one by one.

As the night deepened, many people slowly became drunk, perhaps in their dreams they were still heroic, daring to say no to any tribe.

The snow gradually faded until the sun set and the clouds rose. Suddenly, someone scrambled into the stone house and shouted in horror: "Master Lan! He, they are back!!!"

What came back?

"Who?" Blue asked.

He rubbed his forehead, even though the alcohol content of the fruit wine was not high, he drank too much and still felt the discomfort of a hangover.

Many people were woken up one after another, rubbing their eyes and looking at the visitor in confusion.

"Yes, it's Li Heyue, and many people from the clan..."

"what?!!"

Time went back to last night when the snow fell.

Facing the anger of the curse, Yu Miaojun showed no fear, and the people of the Xi tribe laughed loudly when they saw her so-called "reliance", especially when they noticed that there were more than a dozen cubs among them, their chubby bodies were covered by The adult orc was carried on his back, his pupils reflected fierce light, but his body shivered honestly in the ice and snow.

"Did you bring the cubs for us to roast and eat? Hahaha..."

The cubs roared angrily, making the group laugh even more wildly.

Curse roared, and the orcs of Qibu stopped their mouths. His eyes seemed to be poisoned, and he asked gloomily, "Do you really want to go to war?"

"Hmph! The Qibu will never let us go. Didn't you take away Li just to attack the Hanbu more smoothly?" A white arm ape stepped forward with a little monkey sitting on his shoulder. Hao and Xiaoya.Hao snorted and said, "You can fool the ignorant people, but you can't fool us!"

"That's right! And once the war starts, we are not afraid of wearing shoes with bare feet. If you are lucky, you will get caught... I remember Cangbe is very close to you, right?" Chang said with a bad smile.

Curse's expression changed after hearing the word Cangbu, and he smiled again a moment later: "Are all your orcs counted as a small half of us?"

Yu Miaojun said sincerely: "You only have 500 people, and we have 3000 people here."

"Three thousand?" Curse was taken aback for a moment, and soon he understood, he laughed uncontrollably and trembled: "You mean these pure people and half-orcs, are you kidding me?"

"Try it and see if you know?"

The lion shook the snowflakes on its mane, but didn't pay attention to them: "Since you don't know good from bad, then..."

"superior."

Before he could finish speaking, Zuo Miaojun had issued an order.

Like a flood that broke through the gate, the Han tribe invaded the enemy camp in mighty force.

Yang Zhao leaped into the air with both knees and turned into a leopard. With a flick of the leopard's tail, he changed his balance lightly and avoided the lion that was pounced on him.The rest of the orcs followed closely, fighting inextricably with the transformed Qibu warriors—a giant python strangled the gray thorn wolf on the ground, and a purple eagle aimed at the python seven inches in the bleak wind, and he hit the cloud and split it. Fog, leaning down like the wind and lightning, was brought down to the ground by a fierce tiger's paw...

The bonfire in the camp has long been extinguished, sparks sprinkled on the frozen soil and soon buried, the wind and snow covered the sky, covering the waning moon and stars, only the silver with fangs and claws, the white of snow flakes, and a pair of bloodthirsty crazy eyes.

Hao roared and raised a narrow-headed crocodile. His arms of copper and steel bones were torn apart with all his strength. The leather armor of the narrow-headed crocodile's fortified barrier was cracked with blood lines, and its internal organs were torn to pieces. With a loud sound, he was hit hard on the ground by the white arm ape.

A little monkey rushed out quickly, and its claws penetrated the crocodile's wound into the internal organs, and pulled it hard, the purple viscera and intestines were scattered all over the ground.

Xiaoya was so excited that he opened his teeth and claws, not a few beasts died in his hands, but this was the first time he killed an enemy.

He is not afraid. In his heart, blood is the companionship of warriors, and scars are the medals of heroes.

On the other side, a poisonous scorpion entangled Chang's wings. Seeing that the poisonous tail needle was about to pierce the red-feathered eagle's body, it killed the first half-beast of the bear clan, and the ground shook while running. Stepping on the scorpion's tail, Chang took the opportunity to spread his wings to the sky, and then galloped down like a sharp arrow. The eagle's beak like a silver hook pierced the poisonous scorpion's head fiercely. The scorpion struggled for a few breaths and gradually lost its vitality.

The pure people quickly made a large net with spikes and smeared with flower juice out of vines. Once the net was spread out, it immediately caught a black-bellied fox. More than 30 pure people pulled the net tightly and tripped the fox to the ground. , the half-orcs who were waiting for the opportunity swarmed up, and when they left, only decomposed meat remained in the net.

The strength of the Han people is different. Although everyone tried their best to fight, their opponents were [-] strong orcs. Limited by their talents, they could not escape the decline.

"Haha, it really is a bunch of waste!" The lion who was chased by the leopard and fled around suddenly regained his spirits, and he roared: "The Han tribe is almost overwhelmed, my soldiers, show your skills, Let them taste the wrath of the blood crocodile!"

At this moment, the camp suddenly filled with green mist, which blurred everyone's sight, and it soaked into everyone's body silently, and the Han people all groaned happily, their muscles seemed to be covered with a layer of iron armor, and their blood It nourishes their whole bodies like a hot spring.Yang Zhao only felt that every ounce of power in his body was stimulated, scrambling to rush into the limbs and bones, he leaped onto the back of the lion like lightning, his claws pierced the opponent's fur firmly, firmly into the flesh, and at the same time Bite to the neck bone of the bear and lion!

He couldn't care less about the pain, he was horrified to find that he was drugged, his eyes were colorful, his body was drained of strength, and his strength was only [-]% to [-]% of his normal strength!

It's witch power!
Only witches from the Han tribe can do all this!
But where did the witch come from? !
Is it blue?Is everything a conspiracy?In the blink of an eye, he finally saw the figure of Ping Ting in the middle of the ice and snow clearly.

But how did that female become a witch? ?
The people of the Han tribe who were blessed with power were more shocked than him. Isn't Ah Yue a half-orc?They had never heard that orcs could manipulate witchcraft...

Only Chang's sharp eagle eyes in mid-air noticed the clue—Yue's vertical pupils disappeared, and turned into black eyes of pure people, coldly reflecting the wind, frost and snow.He suddenly thought of an ancient legend. There was an orc who betrayed his ancestral god and was punished to drink a cup of poisonous juice. The poisonous juice entered his throat. His animal state gradually disappeared, his strength gradually disappeared, and finally, he became a pure human!
But how can anyone dare to do this?Yue actually gave up her identity as a half-orc for the one-in-a-billion possibility of turning into a witch?

The green mist was still surging, and Yu Miaojun's face gradually turned pale. The Han tribe had no time to be shocked when they saw this. They had to seize this hard-won opportunity and deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

Among all the people, only Yang Zhao was not surprised. They searched for a long time for the ingredients to configure "poison juice". It was the formula that Lan found on an ancient animal skin when the Han Dynasty fell. They benefit.Yang Zhao is confident that once he abandons his animal form and turns into a pure human with the powerful spiritual sense of Miaojun, he will definitely become a witch!
Only witches can completely destroy "wu".

The wind is faster and the snow is heavier.

Under the ebb and flow, the balance of victory tilted slowly.The Qibu orcs were unable to move as if their hands and feet were frozen. They could only resist the increasingly fierce offensive of the Han tribe with difficulty. They had not been frustrated on the battlefield for a long time, and they suffered a psychological blow. They were eager to fight Come to an end soon, let the torment of darkness settle as soon as possible, even if it's losing, even if it's escaping, even... even if it's death.

Until the morning light drew a line of dark clouds, the lion finally fell in the middle of the snow.

Snow, stop.

"I order in the name of the witch, arrest him!"

Following Yue's words, many orcs behind her quickly surrounded Lan. Their bodies were full of blood and evil spirits, and their animal skins were stained with maroon dirt, like evil spirits who had passed through mountains of swords and seas of fire.

Lan Shuang clenched his fists tightly, and took a fierce step forward, as if he couldn't believe it, then quickly restrained his emotions, and said forcefully, "Witch? Sorry, I'm also a witch."

"I am the new witch who was proclaimed by the old witch. As for you..." Facing the facts, Lan finally took off the mask of hypocrisy and smiled contemptuously.

"Yes, yes! You are a fake, you are obviously a half-orc, how is it possible?!" Lan loyally surrounded Qin and loudly distinguished, especially when she saw her father who had always been indifferent to Yue trembling and lowering her head, her jealousy almost burned wear her heart and lungs.

Yu Miaojun met her eyes, his eyes were full of indifference, and he said indifferently: "Sister, do you want to try?"

Qin felt guilty, but she didn't want to bow her head. She opened her mouth slightly and didn't know what to say, but her face suddenly felt painful.Qin raised her head in surprise—her father, who always loved her and doted on her, was glaring at her at this moment, with one hand still on her face, her mother resisted the expression of heartache, and just looked at her indifferently, as if looking at a stranger.

"Kneel down!" her father ordered.

With tears in her eyes, Qin covered her face and shook her head in a daze.

Then her whole body was thrown to the ground by the middle-aged orc, and she slammed into the crowd, unable to get up in pain, no one dared to help her.

"Enough." Zui Miaojun saw that Yuan's scumbag father was about to go crazy, so she had to stop: "She doesn't matter."

"Thank you for forgiving Aqin's ignorance and recklessness, respected witch." The middle-aged orc knew how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. He saw that Yue didn't want to have anything to do with him, so his attitude was very respectful, without any self-righteous intimacy.

Ah Qin would be stupid enough to doubt the other party, but he wouldn't. He could feel the pure witch power emanating from the people who followed Yue. They must have been trained in witch power not long ago, otherwise how could they escape from the five hundred orcs in Qibu?

And Lan doesn't seem to have the ability to give strength to the clansmen.

The farce just now seemed to have never happened, and everyone's eyes had already returned to the confrontation between the two witches.

Just listen to the moon: "Bring it up."

An orc in the crowd was dragged out. The totem on his arm showed the identity of the other party, and it was the one from Xibu who came to envoy him.

Zui Miaojun moved his index finger to make Yoyo wake up.

"Tell everyone, how did Xibu know about Xiaobu?" Zuo Miaojun asked.

The clansman immediately realized, yes!Wasn't the people from the Xiao Department killed in the first place? !

The envoy closed his eyes and didn't intend to pay attention to it. Mr. Yumiao didn't care, and was even a little gentle: "You should have heard of the legend, right? There was an orc who was punished to drink a cup of poisonous juice, and then became Pure people."

Suddenly opened his eyes.

"Tell me, does this venom really exist? And do you also have the luck to become a witch?"

After a long while, the envoy showed a mocking expression: "It's your witch—Lan, sending the message to Xibu."

(End of this chapter)