Orc God-level Miner

Lanhai City.

The main city on the easternmost side of the South Continent by the sea.

An Ran's understanding of Lanhai City still rests on the second young master of the Sha Family who threw his knife in public at Fatty Lu's wedding banquet and Sha Qingqiu, the live target. The Sha family is one of the largest households in Lanhai City. Of course, the little tea-bags who are eating and drinking in his space are also from Lanhai City.

Shajia, Baojia, interesting.

Only then did An Ran remember that because of that superb blind shooting technique, he seemed to have thrown an olive branch to the second young master of the Sha family. Half a month passed, and there was no news at all. An Ran didn't want to lose this good seed, but the embarrassing situation of the mercenary group did not allow him to make any rash decisions, although they did suppress the shock wave of the imperial capital nobles. This kind of high-pressure, slaughter and **** repression will inevitably accumulate grievances. If the contradiction cannot be reconciled for a long time, it will definitely explode in the end.

He is not afraid of anyone's challenge, but he cannot be an enemy of the entire continent. As far as the current form of the Orc Continent, the nobles have a very large influence on the direction of the civilians on the entire continent. The super powerful Hundreds Group can fight one thousand or ten thousand nobles, but it can't resist the crowds that are deceived and instigated by the tide.

The civilians at the bottom of society are the ones who are most likely to be bought and instigated.

Today, they were able to help An Ran and others scold the hypocrites and nobles in the imperial capital because of a bag of wedding candy.

The purpose of deterrence has been temporarily achieved, and the hatred value cannot continue to spread.

Rather than making these nobles vomit blood, An Ran wanted to ask Suya himself, why? He was 100% sure that this sudden aristocratic counterattack was caused by the non-orc of the Su family, but he couldn't think of the reason. Shouldn't the Su family hate it more than the Igarashi family in the Northern Continent? Although the Igarashi White Ghost is the leader of the grass mud horse mercenary group, anyone with long eyes knows that he is just a listed company, and the mercenary group really makes an idea or an Enron.

Against this background, it is definitely not a smart way to work with the grass mud horse mercenary group. The composition is too complicated and there are too many powerful people. An Ran and others are still hard bones, do you want to bite him? Prepare yourself to tear off a piece of meat. Su Ya is a smart man, he should not make such a decision.

It's too abnormal.

Or did they offend him by accident?

An Ran was very entangled, very entangled. Before this, although the relationship with the Su family was not awkward, it was for Su Ya and Su Su. He has always been cited as a friend as a confidant, especially Su Ya is very smart. He even felt a sense of sympathy. An Ran probably knew about the chaotic relationship between Su Ya and the Su family, and it was precisely because he knew that he was not worried that the conflict with the Su family would affect this friendship.

Now it seems that the burden of shaving his head is hot, it seems that he is thinking too much.

Su Ya didn't care about the rise and fall of the Su family, and there was indeed another reason for the trouble.

With one less wise friend and one more powerful enemy, Enron is somewhat sad. At this time Qin Muyan walked over and stood beside him. "Xiao Ran."

"Um?"

"Everything is packed and ready to go."

"Where is Fat Brother and Huayue..."

"It has been notified, and Patriarch Lu said let us go first and they will catch up soon."

"Su Family..." An Ran finally sighed without asking.

Qin Muyan knew what he wanted to ask Su Ya, but in the space that day, he saw Su Ya standing next to Qin Tai and beating Fang Qiu. An Ran's mood has been unstable, and Qin Muyan knows this evil fate. From the first encounter between Xiaoyue Great Forest and the lion king's tomb to the return of the Emperor Capital, although there is not much feeling behind them, there has always been a tacit understanding between An Ran and Su Ya, which Qin Muyan thought for a long time to understand. Approximately the aura of similar people.

Such a person, not to mention what a good friend, at least An Ran didn't want to see him become an enemy.

But now that he has come to this point, Qin Muyan doesn't know what to say, comfort? An Ran is not the kind of guy who needs comfort, and his relationship with Su Ya is not so crooked to the point that he can't live without being sad. He couldn't say anything, there was no way to say, he tried to find out why Suya did this, but he didn't have any clue at all.

"The soldiers of the Slaughter Group are also ready and want to go with us." Since that matter made An Ran unhappy, Qin Muyan stopped mentioning it, and he directly changed the topic. Seeing him like this, An Ran also knew that Qin Muyan did not see him. Glad to use this clumsy way to draw his attention away. He is unhappy alone, so many people are unhappy with him, caring about his brother, and brothers like the mercenary group who are fighting together to support each other, the new era non-orcs he personally trained.

Everyone was worried about him, and An Ran suddenly figured it out.

You will meet many people every day, most of them are just passers-by, and those who can accompany you to the end are those few people. He can never be led to give up this dense forest for a small tree. Once I figured it out, I was relieved.

An Ran smiled and nodded heavily.

The rascals of the Grass Mud Horse Mercenary Corps, head towards Lanhai City!

From the imperial capital to Lanhai City, five days and four nights.

After the grass mud horse mercenary group has undergone a drastic change, the personnel have been reshuffled. The main group and the reserve group are no longer divided. They are all full members. Originally, they were all members of the main group. NS. Orcs must be poorly raised and practiced hard, non-orcs must be pampered, and the mage is the supreme noble profession.

An Ran waved his hand and dispatched all the orcs out, leaving only one Anqi.

Ahem, the toilet needs to be driven by humans. Non-orcs are obviously not suitable. Between An Qi and Qin Muyan, An Ran shamelessly favored his brother. Although the CP has been set, he was not his family before they got married. Why? It is said that the older brother is reliable. As for Qin Muyan, follow the orcs in the regiment to practice and practice, so as not to gossiping and the general manager is partial to his little lover or something.

Of course, this is An Ran’s own yy. After the grass-clay horse mercenary group has been layoffs significantly, the remaining 100 people have lived in the space for ten months. The degree of God's favor, his supreme connections. The top geniuses on the mainland who are usually touted all the time hold him in their palms. Such a person wants to be ordinary. That is dreaming.

Some people are born to do great things.

An Ran is the case.

The orcs in the regiment were completely convinced. Regardless of how An Ran destroyed them and called them, they were all for the purpose of tempering and testing them. Thinking about it this way, they were balanced. The orcs in the regiment clustered around non-orcs dedicated to the orcs, walked out of the imperial capital in human form, and turned into orcs after leaving the city gate. The white ghost of Igarashi yelled, and the beasts galloped.

Ten days ago. Qiao Mo brought 100 cronies to the Cao Ni Ma Mercenary Corps resident to assist An Ran. He had temporarily entrusted the killing group to the third commander in the regiment. You said Mao is not the second commander? The reason is simple. Huayue is busier than Jomo himself. He is on marriage leave.

The orcs of the Slaughter Group were all loyal, and the unfaithful were killed by Jomo. Those who were left knew what kind of person their head was. Generally speaking, they protected their shortcomings, very shortcomings. It's not right for people.

Of course, if someone is deliberately making troubles but is not capable enough and is finally brought down by others, then it's a different matter.

If you don't have the ability, don't make trouble. Others will provoke first. As the leader, Jomo must come out to vent your anger. If it is provocative. Regardless of the reason, everything is easy to say if you win. If you lose, dare to come back and cry. You are not far from death. Probably because of the shadow of his childhood, Jomo hated those useless guys who complained about the unfair destiny and cried for nothing. You are no worse than anyone, the key is whether you have made up your mind. Do you want to do it?

A few days ago, the massacre regiment followed the ice regiment to Lanhai City. According to Joe Mo’s arrangement, their task was to keep an eye on the puppies of the ice regiment, record all kinds of useful information, and find relative safety. Camped somewhere.

These things are trivial to the fellows in the Slaughter Group. Under Jomo's devastation, they are more twisted and wretched, and they are used to stabbing a knife in the back. Tracking? Too pediatric.

The Grass Mud Horse Mercenary Group was classified by the Mercenary Association as the main force in the fight against monsters. Although their actual number was only 200 when the notice was posted, only half of these 200 people were left after the split and mutiny. The grass mud horse mercenary group has become a veritable one-hundred-man group. They no longer claim to be the first noble group. This title is not an honor, but a shame.

The orcs who couldn't stand the temptation to rebel, put an indelible stain on the mercenary group.

It doesn't matter if you fail, failure is the **** mother of success;

It doesn't matter if you hit the street, a big pill, full of blood and blue, resurrected on the spot.

Cut off half of the people, the grass mud horse mercenary group is still as powerful and sharp as they are the main force against monsters. The mercenary group assigned to Lanhai City with them was ecstatic, with red cannons sitting on the ground, this year's monster siege was no more suspense.

The mercenary group that rushed to Lanhai City earlier to wait and wait was very anxious.

Especially after it was completely turned over in April, on the first day of the Beast Tide Moon, the Sea-Monsters were ready to move and the grass mud horse mercenary group had not seen anyone. Finally, someone was angry. Everyone knew what happened in the imperial capital. The cold ice group colluded with the Su family to instigate a great upheaval. They thought they could kill this new and fast-growing mercenary group at once, but the result was too unexpected.

The high-ranking members of these mercenary groups in the Southern Continent are old foxes. They are people who have been on the verge of life and death for many years, fighting for fame and future in the Xiaoyue Forest with their lives. After experiencing the North-South mercenary competition, they all knew who was the most unprovoked person. These mercenaries are not like the old men of the General Association. They are self-righteous. In the imperial capital, no large-scale mercenary group corresponds to the riots except the Ice Regiment. In those few days, all the mercenary group resident gates were closed.

Suspend business, refuse all friendly visits, for fear that someone will escape and ascend to heaven, and then settle accounts after autumn.

Sure enough, they were right. The old men of the General Association, the nobles of the imperial capital, and the **** of the ice group were all planted. The heads of these mercenary regiments who made the right choice were fortunate to wait for the arrival of the first noble regiment. Wait and wait, people just didn't come.

The beast tide moon has arrived, and the red cannon hasn't arrived yet, what a fuck!

Every year, the tide of beasts, especially the siege of the sea monster, is to use the blood and lives of countless orc warriors to build a line of defense. This month, the sea will be completely red with blood. They thought that the situation would be better this year, and the power of the Red Cannon would be there, so that the Superman of the Grass Mud Horse Mercenary Group would be at the forefront, and at least some people would be sacrificed.

The idea is very good, but unfortunately, they have eaten the grass-mud horse mercenary group that they are eagerly looking forward to.

An Ran personally gave the instructions, slower, slower, go too early, people just treat you as you should be, thankless. At a critical juncture, the Thunder will domineeringly debut and save the people from fire and water. This will indeed bring innocent sacrifices. For the current grass mud horse mercenary group, it is the best choice.

The Orc Continent worships heroes, and only if they are supported by everyone in Lanhai City and treated as patron saints by them, can they add a heavy weight to the mercenary group. The nobles of the imperial capital did not dare to act on the heroes rashly. They are the gods of all people's beliefs and save the people from water and fire.

This wretched plan was approved by a unanimous vote of 200 people.

The most elite troops of the Grass Mud Horse Mercenary Group and the Killing Group ate and drank all the way, rested when they were tired, and rested at night. They only rushed a few steps during the day, and they had a very legitimate excuse: the nobles in the Imperial City Elder's House were unwilling to help the civilians in Lanhai City. Before the arrival of the Beast Tide Moon, the grass mud horse mercenary group with the most powerful lethal weapon was besieged.

Being late is a matter of course.

No one knows how unrestrained An Ran and others are along the way. The mercenary group soldiers and senior students from various colleges who were dispatched to Lanhai City to resist the sea monster have already set off, and now they have been stationed in Lanhai.

Only a grass-mud horse mercenary group is missing.

Because the red cannon is not in the middle, the high level of the big mercenary regiments are rioting.

"Protest, Qin Tai, you old tortoise, are you deliberately trying to kill us?"

"Don't think that I don't know what calculations you are making. I am afraid that the first aristocratic group will **** your limelight. What anxious? People are not in your name. If you do something great, you just need to take over. "

"Qin family, I will put the words here now, if the first noble regiment can't come, we will have to put your grandson on the back!"

"The second great thing in the Southern Continent? I'm afraid you are a bully!"

"Qin Tai was so awkward that he was so anxious that he was so calm at the moment. Is it possible that he has already got things in his hands?"

"Something? A submachine gun? Or a red cannon?"

"The head of the siren, the submachine gun is used as a bird!"

"If the first noble regiment doesn't come, you will come on your own from the Qin family!"

…

This time, the matter was never done properly. The supernatural incident that took care of the entry and exit of the first noble regiment made him feel very nervous. He looked at the posture of a big man with a red face, and Qin Tai himself was the only one. knowledge. Since the competition, the ice group's power has been reduced a lot, and they have lost money. The Burning Flame group did not have much disability because of choosing the correct rescue in time. Although Yanjin ran away, Yan Lie was considered to have defended the Yan family's foundation.

The cold ice group was miserable, because Su Ya had planned so well, Qin Tai accidentally got on the thief ship. There were some roads, once he had gone, he could only go to the dark, and there was no way to turn back. The main force of the cold ice group seemed to be cured, because the bullets were still embedded in the bones and had not been taken out, the combat effectiveness was greatly weakened, and the cultivation base stagnated.

On the surface, Qin Tai got a large sum of money, but in fact he suffered a miserable loss.

Qin Tai didn't dare to yell around because he didn't have the eyesight to do stupid things. The Lion King regiment and the other top ten mercenary regiments in the mainland have coveted their position for a long time. Once this happened, the Ice Group would be in danger.

At this time, it was Qin Tai who was looking forward to the grass mud horse mercenary group most eagerly.

He regrets, really regrets, one step is wrong.

If An Ran puts on the load at this time, I am afraid that the ice group will be over before the animal tide is over.

It's one thing to be anxious in your heart, you still need your face, and you have to put on airs.

Qin Tai's eyes swept over the top of the mercenary group one by one like ice skates. He didn't say anything, snorted, and the guys with the ice group continued to patrol the coastal defense lines. The beast tide moon has just begun, the sea monster Only then began to excite, and gradually gathered in Lanhai City, but did not really start to attack the city.

At this time, An Ran and other talents will not be far away from the imperial capital.

Qiao Mo listened to the report from the killing group on the communicator, feeling very happy. He was not interested in the second and third positions. He preferred to watch people rush into trouble. It was lively and fun.

Although Qin Tai, the old tortoise is snobbery, he still has a brain to lead the ice group to such a scale. Qiao Mo only hopes that the **** son of Qin Tai who can't support it can give him a helping hand, Qin Xiaotian's children's shoes, how exciting this offensive and defensive battle with the Sea-Monster can be, it all depends on you!

It happened to be lunch time. Since the 200-odd people knew about the existence of space, An Ran did not shy away from it, and directly took the food piles and piles into the toilet, and then let the sturdy orc warriors come up and move it.

Finally, the days of going out to eat wild food and barbecue are over.

These orcs directly transitioned from primitive society to communism.

So, people can have no strength, they can't have no vision. With the right master, the beast tide will also be an outing, and there will be meat everywhere. The Chinese food of the eight major cuisines in the wilderness is inconvenient to take out, and the trouble of dishes and bowls. What Enron took out are kfc family barrels, big cola, and boxes of burgers, tarts, and pizza.

Jomo held a fried chicken leg in his left hand and a communicator in his right. Xue Ruyue was sitting next to him while communicating with the Lanhai City army. After eating 80% full, I cut the pizza on the top of the pizza with a wind blade extravagantly.

Eight yuan, sixteen yuan, thirty-two yuan...

He listened to Jomo's instructions to the people in the killing group, his mana was constantly mobilizing, and the wind blade cut with a single knife. The force was very precise. The pizza slices he cut out were all the same size. After Jomo's instructions, he recovered. A good box of seafood pizza has been cut into slices by Xue Ruyue. Jomo shook, and put the communicator away. Then he reached out and hugged Xue Ruyue's waist. Before he could touch it, Feng Ren came over.

"Seriously, what did Qingtian touch with the sun!"

Joe Mo smiled. "Yueyue, you are really getting better and better."

He never dared to let Xue Ruyue know that the little brother in his crotch had always thought about Xue Ruyue. Cough cough, watching his Fengjian practice so smoothly, Qiao Mo was really worried that his stick would be hard, Xue Ruyue shook his hand and made him unable to be an orc.

For my little lover. Qiao Mo didn't dare to have any blame, he directly threw the ice-like eye knife on An Ran. Although letting non-orcs learn spells is indeed a good way to be self-reliant and self-reliant, it’s enough to do so. Now, I’m always thinking about spells all the time, and I want to find someone to practice my hands every day. I always hate that life is too peaceful and want to make it out. What is the point of making waves?

Killed a person.

As a great non-orc whose actual cultivation level has broken through the middle level of the Dharma Instructor, An Ran's mental power and perception are very powerful. As soon as Jomo's eye knife flew over, he felt it, his mental power was locked, and he rewarded Jomo with a big water polo without turning his head back. And after confirming that Jomo was caught off guard by the water polo, An Ran turned her head shamelessly, "Captain Joe, don't stare at me so passionately, your family Yueyue will be jealous."

Qiao Mo couldn't wait to tear up the evildoer with his hands. He looked at Xue Ruyue and looked bad. He remembered that Xue Ruyue was the one who admired An Ran most. He smiled embarrassedly, "Yueyue, don't get me wrong, it's not what you think." Xue Ruyue pinched Qiao. Mo's fleshy waist twisted desperately, and asked with a smirk, "Why don't I understand, what do I think?"

Speechless tears flowed.

Tut, Qiao Mo could only endure flattery and leaned forward, and whispered something in Xue Ruyue's ear. It is rare for the orcs of the killing group to see the embarrassing appearance of their leader, and he did not dare to stare openly. Can eavesdrop with ears erected.

"Give me some face, baby, can't I read love poems to you?" The voice was as light as a gnat.

Saying this, Qiao Mo’s old face has been lost, but Xue Ruyue has no shy feelings. His eyes flashed with excitement, "You said, oh ha ha, I want to listen to Mr. Master’s song. I think You can't sleep because you want to!"

What do you say?

An Ran finally experienced it personally.

What is his love poem? Is that just a casually fabricated limerick?

If I had known it today, he would not have a poem when he was killed in the dense forest outside Yiri City!

It's really embarrassing to spread such a work.

An Ran looked calm, feeling embarrassed in her heart.

…

"Cough cough, eat meat and eat meat, they are all good meat, what nonsense! Who can say that I am hungry for a day!" An Ran cursed with a thick face, his appearance made the orcs and non-orcs even more tempted to think. laugh.

Even An Qi turned his head and covered his face.

Why is his brother getting more and more "stupid"?

The non-orcs have a small appetite, and when they are almost finished eating, they gather to discuss the problems encountered during magic practice. By the way, they throw a water ball and fireball at a small tree sapling in the wilderness. They don’t practice handcraft for three days, and their mana is not universal. Point, the more you use it, the more you use it. The orcs watched the normal non-orcs become more and more ferocious day by day, and their hearts were cold and sweaty.

If this goes on, they still can't ask for a daughter-in-law.

Listen to what these guys are saying

-Want to chase me? Yes, as long as you can withstand my hundred wind blades.