"Hey boy, don't think about that. The enemy is coming this way."

The voice of the blood feather demon rings again. Ye Ziheng looks up and finds that a few monsters in the shape of beasts and human beings have killed themselves not far away. They are holding all kinds of magic weapons in their hands, and their pupils are full of green light. Ye Ziheng looks at ye Ziheng viciously.

"Well, what monsters are these?"

Ye Ziheng looked at these monsters that he had never seen before, and his face was full of puzzles and doubts.

"Some of the small miscellaneous soldiers in the orc tribe are just the accomplishments of the first level state. Even though the physical body is stronger than you, you can say it is a matter that can be solved by a few swords, who are two levels higher than them."

"Orc tribe! There are really Orc tribes on earth! Do they have a lovely beast ear mother

The boy's mind is filled with something. The enemy is still thinking about the enemy's wife.

"Yes, and it's not only animal ears, but also animal faces and bodies."

When ye Ziheng heard this, he quickly waved his hand.

"Forget it, you can't eat it, you can't eat it."

Just saying that, that group of orcs had already rushed to ye Ziheng. But ye Ziheng did not panic at all, because just as the blood feather demon said, just a few first-class orcs, for ye Ziheng, is really just a few fists.

Then he saw ye Ziheng clenched his fist and smashed them on the orcs with one fist. All the orcs were killed in a few moments.

"The host Kills 30 first-class orcs and increases stamina by 30 points."

Ye Ziheng doesn't care much about 30 points of physical fitness. After all, for ye Ziheng now, this physical fitness is really not very useful.

When ye Ziheng was ready to take a good look at the orcs who had just been killed with his bare hands, he bowed his head and was surprised to find that more than 30 orcs had disappeared.

"Shit, where's my Orc corpse! That son of a bitch stole from me

Ye Hengda scolded, which called a displeasure in his heart.

"Stop yelling. No one's stealing from you. Those Orc bodies are not real."

The voice of the blood feather demon fell into ye Ziheng's ear again.

"Ah? Not really. What does that mean? "

Ye Ziheng asked in doubt.

"You can't have any orcs. Most of these orcs are illusions created by the people who set up this bureau with their own strength. Otherwise, it's impossible for small places like you, orcs."

"Little place?"

Ye Ziheng was stunned for a moment, and didn't understand where the small place in the mouth of the blood feather demon refers to.

"Well, there seems to be something good in that box. Won't you open it and have a look?"

"The box?"

Ye Ziheng turned his head and saw a small box at his feet. But it was at the moment of seeing the box that ye Ziheng immediately thought of something, and his face became somewhat dignified.

"Boy, what's the matter with you? You look a little ugly."

"I think I probably know who's fighting against me."

"Oh, who?"

"A guy I don't know who has done this for the first time."

Ye Ziheng said, as like as two peas in the house, I was rewarded for killing the monster. What a familiar drama, and even more important, is that the style and color of the box are exactly the same.

But why did this man do it and what was his purpose?

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