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Chapter 600 Saint Warning

"When you see this letter, the Bearman tribe may no longer have the last Bearman. A small group of orcs attacked the Bearman tribe and took away the food for survival. Go deep into the Thomaris Mountains and take a look, or you should learn to take on your own mistakes. The Orcs are not just foolish."

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the old man's vigorous font with some blaming words, and the letters in his hand were a little heavy. Some situations seemed to have happened in the Thomaris Mountains that he was not aware of, and the orcs have now stood firm there.

Attacking the Bear People Tribe? Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but see those stupid bear people in front of him, and the old bear people who kept thrusting irons showed his instructions. He sighed in his heart and felt a little moved. He wanted to be quiet, but things always came one by one.

The education of the orcs, or what you should do next, has not been completed yet, and there is no prompt, but it seems that everything happening around is closely related to this task.

"Look for a few priests who are good at preaching," Wang Xiaofeng acted in a state of mind and used his bishop's rights to issue tasks. Soon five half-old priests appeared in front of him. Wang Xiaofeng issued the order accurately, allowing them to arrive at Mount Tomaris within two days, and he used the teleportation staff to teleport to the location of the last designated location, wanting to see the current situation of the orcs he had promoted.

Plunder, looting, and the hatred of half-orcs towards orcs is not lower than that of orcs against orcs. If this is true, it would be understandable. I am afraid that half-orcs are not out of racial hatred, but their cruel and bloodthirsty nature. If this is true, how would Wang Xiaofeng treat these half-orcs? With a love spell, the entire orc tribe is not too stable in his heart.

Standing on the hill where I left last time, I looked at the cleaned basin below. Nearly half of the jungle was burned, and dense tents and stone houses were built on the scorched earth. This is the current camp of the orcs.

Hunting and collecting are the source of their food rations. The seeds of the food are ready and can be sown in the spring. Before this, these orcs could only make a living by hunting. Nearly half of the soldiers were sealed into a deep sleep by Dai Liannu, which could save some food.

The orc army has absolute combat power. It can fall into a deep sleep without any war in normal times and it will not be supported by people. The strength of the sleeping force is still slightly increasing. This army with such an abnormal state should be a villain, but if his commander does not have an evil heart, it may be used as a right path.

Two jade braces wrapped around Wang Xiaofeng's waist, and the familiar fragrance made his frown slightly relieve. A female sigh rang in his ear: "Are you here? Do you have time to accompany me?"

"Well," Wang Xiaofeng responded softly, "How are you doing these days?"

"There is nothing except sleeping soundly." Dai Liannu smiled reluctantly, with a little trembling in his eyes, but Wang Xiaofeng did not have eyes behind him and did not see it. "Is the girl you are with you your real lover?"

"In the world of the Apocalypse, she and I are husband and wife." Wang Xiaofeng explained this for some reason, "In this world, I cannot have a marriage."

"I know, you are the local bishop of the Holy See, and you are a young man who is optimistic about the Holy See and the Pope." Dai Liannu's words were filled with grief, which made Wang Xiaofeng feel a little amused. He reached out and hugged her in front of him, and found that she was not wearing her usual black dress, but changed into a purple outfit. "Do you like it?"

The skirt was flying in front of him, like a blooming violet. Wang Xiaofeng's nerves gradually relaxed from the tense all the time, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Laughing and intimate, when the two were tired and lying in the newly built castle to rest, Wang Xiaofeng looked at the online time and had no choice but to go offline on time again.

I don't know how many of his friends are staring at his six-hour "following the doctor's advice" and whether they are enemies or friends. You can know a little about the situation around the world now.

Sometimes it is just a confusion when you are ready to move. The sudden outbreak of power can catch people off guard. You can always feel that a torrent is brewing among the players in the Light camp. The development speed of the world will gradually slow and stable. Next, you will definitely have to face the baptism of wind and rain.

"Nu Nu," Wang Xiaofeng had a little red mark on his chest, and the surrounding light barrier still did not dissipate. "Has the Bear Man Tribe been attacked by us?"

"I asked them to do it." Dai Liannu said inadvertently. The laziness after the tenderness made people feel the most touching. "The goddess's seal is blessed by the blessings of other gods. If no race is reduced on the continent, the belief in the gods will be reduced by a little, and the divine power will gradually fade. This is the easiest way to open the door to hell."

"Hmm?" Wang Xiaofeng was stunned and hugged the jade man in his arms a little, "Why should I open the door of hell?"

"Let the Demon Legion arrive and cleanse this dirty world," Dai Liannu said lightly, but Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but have a black line. Is it the queen or the devil in his arms? I went, I tried my best to keep the demons out of the Dawn Continent, but my wife opened the door of convenience for the Demon Legion behind. This is a damn...is it a pure irony.

Wang Xiaofeng wanted to scold a few words, but suddenly he had a little enlightenment in his heart, but instead smiled: "If the demon descends on this world, I will lead all the Apocalypse, use all my strength to fight to the death."

After saying this with a smile, Dai Liannu in his arms trembled, looking up at Wang Xiaofeng's relaxed face, and he didn't know what he was thinking for a moment. Wang Xiaofeng hugged her tighter, as if he was saying casually, "You and I love each other is a private matter between the two, and the choice of the camp is a personal wish. I will not threaten you with our previous relationship."

"But remember, my position will never change, stick to light and justice." Wang Xiaofeng sighed, "If you choose to oppose light, then I will be hostile to you on your battlefield, regardless of victory or defeat. I like the poem: If I die, sprinkle a handful of petals of orchids for me, and let its fragrance accompany me to sleep forever..."

"No, don't say it anymore," Dai Liannu hugged on his chest and started crying. Wang Xiaofeng did not say comforting him, but said that I was tired and closed my eyes to rest.

Just now, in the game, he went offline and faced Yiren's shyness next to him, so he naturally felt tired again. But he still remembered what happened in the game, and an hour later he picked up his helmet and put it on his head.

"Feng, do you still want to go in?" Qiuyue pulled his arm, "It's six hours today."

"I know, I'll get down after going up." Wang Xiaofeng smiled and kissed his lover's shallow lips, "Stay rest first, I'll come down to accompany you soon."

"Yeah." Qiuyue nodded and responded, watching him put on his helmet and isolated his gentle smile with cold glass. He sighed as if he was lost, and walked towards the window with his clothes.

Dai Liannu is not around.

Without using her thoughts to sense her position and thoughts at this time, it would disturb her movements. The voyeurism technique that Wang Xiaofeng had always used finally had a legitimate purpose - to monitor the actions of his lover.

"Sure enough," Wang Xiaofeng sighed, looking at the two people who were talking or confronting each other in the hall built in the original castle, and they felt helpless for a moment.

Stealing man? Well, that guy seems to be an image, and the two of them are eight or nine meters apart, and they don’t have any intimate actions. They just can’t hear what they are saying, and they may be discussing a dark conspiracy. As the Bishop of Light, Wang Xiaofeng, at this time, felt that it was necessary to come over and listen.

Get out of bed, get dressed, and wipe off the lip marks on your neck, looking like a gentleman.

This castle was built according to the original ancient castle. Except for the walls that were not old, it was no different. Wang Xiaofeng walked down the circling corridor with familiarity, turned a corner, and raised the notebook in his hand.

Just as he was about to make a sound to remind the hostess in the hall, Jiesa, who appeared on her head, had a "Z" character appearing above her head, and she fell asleep in a deep drowning state.
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