In Wang Xiaofeng's original imagination, the orc clan was abandoned and hostile by various races due to a weak race, and was pushed to a place of darkness and evil step by step. It was forced to sleep for hundreds of years, be infamous, and be dirty history...

Is it a smear of the winner or a historical exaggeration? Just based on one's preconceived concept, a race that is likely to be essentially dark has requested a seal for many years.

Originally, this place should be a flat canyon with thriving saplings, and the rich surroundings supported the survival of the last few bear tribes. But in that bleeding dusk, there were already unknown clouds, and rotten monsters flew into the sky, and cruel corpse-eating people walked on the ground.

Wang Xiaofeng could read the massacre that happened here a few days ago on the dark red land, and could find the originally polished stone road under the scorched earth, and find the original peace and indifference of this canyon.

With a crying sound, Wang Xiaofeng ran anxiously on the burning land, and found the baby in the ashes.

Woo... This is the roar in the half-werewolf's throat, with some bloodthirsty threat, as if he wanted to destroy the young enemy in front of him in the cradle. Wang Xiaofeng frowned and hugged the baby in his arms, and looked at the werewolf following behind him coldly. The latter's scarlet eyes slowly faded his bloodthirsty thoughts.

The bear man's hair color and head characteristics have already appeared, and the light brown hair seems to be returning to ancient times, but it does not affect the baby's cuteness. But at this moment, Wang Xiaofeng couldn't smile much, and sighed and sat on the unicorn, turned around and walked towards the orc's camp, holding the baby.

Whose intentional acts of his existence, or is it a coincidence of fate? Or is it the last hope of the bear man, but I don’t know how the script being choreographed will be interpreted in the dark.

But when the child grows up, Wang Xiaofeng probably has left the world long ago. He can leave it alone and leave the baby here and let him fend for himself. But Lao Hu'en's letter asked him to come here to see how an ordinary baby boy survives in an environment full of scorch birds?

Since it was the teacher's intention, Wang Xiaofeng could only think more. It was not that he dared not go against the wishes of the saint, his player identity was the strongest reliance. Instead, it was caused by the touch in his heart. The orc's behavior made him feel a little sad, and he also had some enlightenment from nowhere.

What is hidden behind the inexplicable smile of the Holy Light Judgment yesterday? These old guys seem to be willing to take their actions. So is this a knock?

Or, the behavior of your own incoming becomes more and more unrestrained and deviates from the original personality. Although the original intention of the game is for people to enjoy, when the virtual world is substituted with the player's full commitment, the world will gradually become fuller. Can anyone say that this is not a truly existing world?

A world with rules, rules and regulations, a world with intelligent creatures that are constantly developing. Players are not passers-by or masters, but just part of the world. NPC is a piece of data, so why are these players also numbers in the world of data?

Forget it, thinking about this is just an upsetting oneself. Since the teacher has given a warning, I may be calm down for a while.

Wang Xiaofeng shook his head and sighed that the baby was already asleep. He seemed not used to such a warm embrace. The little guy stomped his legs and scratched his hands a little unhonestly when he was sleeping.

Until now, Wang Xiaofeng suddenly believed in fate, believed in fate, and believed in fate. After all, this is the game world, a world of magic, with gods, faith, and someone enveloped fate, and the goddess of fate may really exist. It may also be just his sudden feeling that he seemed to see something destined in the boy in front of him.

Dai Liannu sat on the high platform, supporting her beautiful face, as if she was sleeping lightly.

Wang Xiaofeng didn't want to disturb her. The panic and experience of last night made her feel a little tired at this time. However, the crying of the baby boy in her arms woke Dai Liannu and looked at the baby boy with a little confusion, with a little fear in her eyes.

"Did you feel it?" Wang Xiaofeng sighed and sat next to her and placed the baby boy next to Dai Liannu. "This is the last member of the Bear Man Tribe and your destined enemy. I will foster him in an ordinary orc tribe, so there is no need to worry about what threat he will pose to you."

"I want him to destroy now."

"Don't let me see your indifference and cruelty," Wang Xiaofeng said just a word, and Dai Liannu's face softened, her beautiful eyes shone with tears, and she turned her head to look at him. A comrade smiled bitterly, held the baby boy and tore the scroll back to the city, letting his words turn lightly in Dai Liannu's ears.

"If possible, take the orcs to reproduce well and protect the common home under the blue sky and white clouds."

Is this the final farewell?

Dai Liannu seemed to have been drained and lay on the throne, with her shoulders trembling gently. The purple long skirt on her body gradually faded away the charming and seductive color...

"Please, this is a boy blessed by a goddess. He will bring prosperity and prosperity to the tribe, and keep plague and pain away from it."

Wang Xiaofeng owed to the elderly orc couple, and the tribe leader and elder who were following him quickly responded. The couple was a little restrained and didn't know how to reply, but the woman holding the baby boy had some surprise and love in her eyes.

Looking at this look, Wang Xiaofeng felt a little calmer, as if he had redeemed his previous sins and had a little relaxed body and mind.

Turning around and slowly leaving under the attention of the orcs, he walked out of this quiet and peaceful tribe. I don’t know how long this quiet and peaceful can remain, or this is where the next battle breaks out.

Looking at the white clouds and blue sky on the grassland again, taking a deep breath to take away some fragrance, Wang Xiaofeng tore open the teleportation staff. He set the position of the staff in the Holy Light City, saving money from buying gold coins for the Super Return to City Scroll.

As a five-star rating for a good man at home, Wang Xiaofeng suddenly wanted to return to the little girl thief immediately and play his games normally. He no longer had six hours of desire to cover up, nor did he get involved in the fight between NPC forces. He wanted to live simply, because simplicity represents stability and peace.

But he seems unable to be at peace, unable to truly make the peace of himself, nor can he make the people around him really peaceful.

"Biography of Suifeng, Lord Judgmenter, please come here immediately." A priest waiting at the teleportation point said quickly, as if he was afraid that Wang Xiaofeng would disappear in front of him.

"What's wrong?" Wang Xiaofeng asked a little impatiently, but did not get any clear answer, "Forget it, I'll go there now."

The helpless comrade could only suppress the depression in his heart, nodded and followed the priest, heading towards the majestic hall.

"The Shuers waged war."

The Holy Light Prisoner said this when he saw Wang Xiaofeng's first words. The old man who had always been sitting firmly on Mount Tai was a little decisive at this time, which made Wang Xiaofeng feel uncomfortable for a moment.

"What's going on?" Wang Xiaofeng asked calmly, making the old man sigh, and stood in front of the sand table beside him and stared at the densely packed flags on it, frowned.

"They launched an attack on our border," the old man sighed, "It's inevitable that it's impossible. It's better to take action first and kill all these guys."

"Uh," Wang Xiaofeng shrugged without comment, signaling that he would not make any remarks. The old man looked up at him and said without a trace:

"Let you be responsible for this battle. There are not many generals in the Holy See who can show off. The battles you commanded are pretty good."

"No," Wang Xiaofeng laughed dryly and placed an iron plate on the table. "I am not suitable to lead the army. I still have this self-knowledge. Be my bishop with peace and peace. I won't do anything else."
Chapter completed!