"Master, those orcs are too much! How disgusting! Or we can help those orcs. They are so pitiful

There seems to be a sense of punishing the evil and promoting the good from the voice of cutting the sky sword.

"No need to..."

"Such a struggle naturally has its own rules of operation..."

"It may not be a good thing to break this rule."

Fang fan whispered to himself, and his eyes twinkled with fine light.

While talking, he continued to focus on the battlefield.

A long time ago, he heard a story about a wolf and a sheep

In an ancient forest, there are a group of fierce wolves and a group of docile sheep.

The creator God had pity on the meek sheep and gave them a high degree of wisdom to avoid wolves

But those fierce wolves were reduced by Creator.

Over time, the fierce wolves starved to death one by one because they couldn't eat sheep

The sheep grow up little by little because there is no evil wolf The sheep herd grew stronger and stronger.

Finally, the lush vegetation of the ancient forest was eaten away by the sheep

Gradually, a large number of sheep died of hunger, and sheep were gradually eliminated.

Fang fan narrowed his eyes secretly, and his heart gradually became silent.

Although the story of wolf and sheep has some banter, it also shows the survival of the fittest.

It is not a good thing to meddle in and destroy the balance.

"The orcs seem to have better cultivation qualifications..."

"If they can survive, they can teach them how to practice..."

"It would be a good thing if there were more and more high-level practitioners in the small world of Chu Tian Ge."

Fang fan narrowed his eyes secretly, thinking in his heart, and his eyes gradually became more sincere.

Although it is said that these low-level awakeners with one star and two stars can not bring him any power surge

But if they develop little by little, when they have the emperor's realm and even the practitioners of the holy land, Fang fan can recruit them from the small world of Chu Tian Ge to form an army and gradually develop

Such an idea reverberates in Fang fan's mind, and Fang fan's smile becomes more and more.

After nearly half an hour of fighting and fleeing, the orc guards around Adam are dead The orc's pursuers are still on the attack. He continues to flee in a panic and never loses his desire to survive!

The front is the cliff, behind is the orc ferocious pursuers, he has no way out!

The orc Adam held the body of the Centaur tightly, and his face was bleak

"Heaven is going to kill me, not a crime of war!"

"If you give me another three years, I will be able to unify the orc tribe, and I will be able to lower the heads of those proud golden blooded orcs!"

Adam stood at the edge of the cliff, then rode a centaur and jumped down.

He didn't want to die, but the cliff was in front of him, so he had to die.

The orc pursuers saw Adam the orc jump off the cliff and left each other.

In the dark night, Fang fan holds a sword and comes to the cliff.

"I didn't die..."

"It's your nature."

Fang fan smiles silently, and then uses a creation point to recover the orc Adam's injury for a short time.

"You Who are you! "

"What do you want to do?"