They got together here, but the verbal abuse became more and more intense.

At the beginning, naturally, no one dared to choke, but they killed the vulture tribe group of beasts a number of times in their hearts, cursing them to be dragged into the endless abyss by the beast gods and die miserably.

But there are also **** orcs who scolded on the spot, leading people to turn around and leave.

They are driven to the point of nowhere to retreat by the wild beasts, and they cannot imagine giving the orcs of their tribe to such a group of people. Anyone who has a bit of a brain will know that the vulture tribe will never treat their people well. After all, the vulture tribe’s brutal actions Zhengzheng placed in front of him.

The rest were so agitated and violent, but they didn't want to use people to exchange salt. This is a fair deal, and the vulture tribe can't find them trouble because of this.

These people are right, how boring is Secretary to care about these little shrimps? I didn't expect these small tribes, as long as they have formed an interest relationship with a few big tribes, and use absolute benefits to contain them, are they afraid that these small tribes will not be obedient?

So he didn't mind seeing people leaving. After all, he wanted to deliver meat to them. Can he stop them?

Wen Lie smiled when he saw it, and he whispered to Miao: "We will go out to find them tonight."

The expressions of non-orcs are a little bit bad, like a little beast who decided to steal meat to eat. They are cunning, and Miao’s heart is instantly hit, wishing that the other party wants to be satisfied with everything. He repeatedly agreed, and analyzed: "For half a day, It's enough for them to get to where they are, just to find something to do for those guys."

Of course, there are still many people who choose to stay in the vulture tribe. Among those people, some have been informed beforehand and have brought the "useless" people in the tribe. Some have prey in their hands and want to exchange them. A small part of those who eat salt are hesitant. They refuse to hand over the non-orcs, but the remnant beasts and old people in the tribe...

Looking for someone to send away the people from the Ocelot, Liger, and Sirius tribes, Si Zheng was about to warn the following people a few words, and suddenly an orc came in, whispered a few words to him, and then kept paying attention to the smell there. They saw that Si's face changed suddenly, and he pushed away the non-orcs beside him, turned around and hurriedly left with the orcs.

Looking at the opponent's sprinting figure, Miao narrowed his eyes, "That orc has empowerment."

"What? They? Are you sure?"

Miao twitched the corners of his mouth. "That guy does, too," referring to Si. "I said yesterday that you have to lie down for a few days if you don't die. This guy is alive and kicking so quickly."

He took the non-orcs into his arms and made a gesture with the people in Wencheng behind him. He bypassed the crowd and followed quietly, "We chased up, maybe we will find out."

Wen Lie fainted, and hurriedly grabbed the other's shoulder, "Don't mess around."

Miao dismissed, "Weak into such an empowerment, it is better to assist them."

Wen Lie was a little settled, but it was still a little messy, as if he was stunned by someone.

He doesn't worry about the other party's empowerment, after all, this thing is not his or the original guide, but the original existence of the Orc Continent.

As long as the talented bloodline is awakened, they will more or less have a certain amount of empowerment, and the amount of empowerment determines their strength.

Hao Biya, unlike Miao who has training methods, when he first awakens, empowerment is very tasteless. If it weren't for the trouble of being caused by them, he happened to touch some breakthroughs before he was empowered. Slowly ascended up, I am afraid it is only standing still now.

It is like the female dragon beast that can breathe fire in Wencheng, the strength of the opponent's body is also empowered by the identification of Miu.

And faintly, Miao noticed that the other's empowerment seemed to be slowly increasing. The two had thought about catching the dragon and researching it before. Wen Lie even moved a little bit of thinking about experimenting with dragon blood, but because The two dragons are too raging, they run around outside all day, and even their son is left alone, and they have no chance to deceive Longgui.

In addition, the two are busy and lack energy, so even if they are curious, their thoughts are temporarily stranded.

But these two examples are enough to show that empowerment can be promoted without a cultivation method.

If the people of the Vulture Tribe find a way to enhance their empowerment like Yahe Mother Dragon Beast, combined with such a big fancier of the other party, they have been poisoned by all kinds of modern stories. Wen Lie really can't think of it. How "clean" can be with such a large number of people to "help" the promotion method.

I hope everything is his wild guess.

Maybe the people of the vulture tribe are just a bunch of lunatics, just wanting people to come to pure slavery?

Looking at their style of behavior, it is not impossible to create a precedent for slavery without a teacher.

But Murphy's law is such a wicked one. Wen Lie was unwilling to make his guess come true, but was quickly confirmed its existence by one incident.

Things have to start with the orcs of the Sirius tribe who did not go to the river bank. Those orcs are the second time they have come to the Vulture Tribe, but this time, the place has changed a lot. You can hardly see the previous shadows. Now, it's a sense of strangeness gradually.

Rao is that the orcs have a good sense of direction. Facing the tall and sturdy house here, a few orcs walked and watched, but it was rare to get lost.

The more you go in, the taller and magnificent the house, the wider and flatter the place, but the human voice is silent.

They felt that something was wrong, and guessed that they walked into the place where the vulture tribe patriarch or priest lived, or the place where the other party used to worship the gods and perform various tribal ceremonies.

When he came, the black tooth priest warned him not to inquire about walking around indiscriminately. When a few orcs saw this, they felt a little afflicted in their hearts and planned to retreat.

Unexpectedly, just a few steps away, I saw a few sneaky figures ahead.

When the figures turned around to meet them, they were shocked, "Rock?!"

"Why are you here?!"

Yan and his companions were even more surprised, a moment of panic flashed in their eyes, they looked at each other, and they turned into cruelty in an instant.

Yan's rare red eyes grew deeper and deeper, like a drop of blood, and said in a low voice, "Gag your mouth and go to the left."

The companion nodded, and when the orcs hadn't reacted, they quickly grabbed the person in their hands, unceremoniously grabbed the messy grass on the ground, and slammed them into each other's mouth. Regardless of their desperate resistance, they held him in pairs. I swept away in the direction that Rock said.

And Miao and Wen Lie, after chasing Si all the way and sniffing for some useless news, came back into the scene of a silent beating like this.

When Miao saw Yan, he was also surprised. He touched the soft mouth of the non-orc, and signaled for him to be quiet. After taking the person away quietly, he explained to the non-orc: "The red-eyed guy is Yan. Deal with," he pointed to the beaten orcs, "you've seen them, the same as the ones who died before, and they are lucky if they die eight hundred times."

Wen Lie glanced at the orc unexpectedly, and wanted to ask him if he knew how many eight hundred was, but he endured it. He nodded to understand that the so-called enemy's enemy is a friend. Seeing how fierce the opponent is beating, it seems that he is tan They have a deep grudge.

Miao knew what he was thinking without looking at the non-orcs, and snorted softly, "That guy is not a good thing."

Wen Lie was even more surprised. To tell the truth, he felt that Miu was pretty...not a thing. How bad was it that the orc named Yan could make Miu, who is not a thing, say such things?

Miao Hualuo was watching the reaction of the non-orcs. He didn't expect the non-orcs to take him seriously, but seeing the other side's expression, he couldn't help but feel depressed.

He gnawed viciously on the tip of the other's cute and small nose, and was satisfied to see a little red on it, and then reconciled, "Just look, these few fall into their hands, don't want to live."

Wen Lie was sneezed by the orcs like this, but in order not to make any movement, he could only hold back.

After enduring hard, he rubbed his nose vigorously and rubbed out the tears. Those broken tears dripped on the long black eyelashes, making the non-orcs look pitiful and cute.

For the first time in his life, Miao Ping felt a little desperate.

He found that his brother always stood up arrogantly at the most untimely moments, completely irrespective of the occasion, making him painful and difficult to distinguish.

It wasn't until an angry shout came that Miu was slightly separated from the fantasy of crawling white worms in his head.

The beating on the other side has ended, and Yan and his companions are forcing each other to question each other, the content is shocking.

"Where are the non-orcs?!"

"No, I don't know...Ah!" One of the orc's arms was torn off, and a little blood was splashed on the rock-faced expressionless face. His facial nerves seemed to be naturally lacking in exercise. Even if his tone was irritated, his face was still paralyzed. The red eyes are like the evil gods in the dark night, "In other words, where do you want to take people?"

The orc was so painful that he stumbled, but he knew that the orc in front of him would not care about people easily, but once he got angry, it was absolutely unimaginable. Therefore, the orc stubbornly held back and trembled and said: "Priest... the priest will talk about it when the time comes. Someone took them away, I, we really don’t know!"

Seeing Yan's hand stretched out to his other arm, the orc trembled, "No, no! I remember it! They, they said they would...in...Yes! At the altar of worship! They said they would take people to worship the gods. Tan, wait for the priest Hui Ming to ask the Beast God for instructions, and then offer qualified ones to the Beast God..."

"Uh-!"

Yanyi scratched the orc's chest.

Holding an unusually warm heart in the palm of his hand.

"Hmm! Hmm!!!"

The other orcs were shocked, but they couldn't escape the same fate.

There was a strong smell of blood, and the wind drifted to Wen Lie's side, making Wen Lie unable to help his stomach cramp.

His hand holding the tip of his nose slipped unknowingly and went to cover the mouth below, his eyes overflowing with shock.

Miu also looked sideways, and this guy's strength became stronger again.

Yan's companion was not used to seeing it, calmly buried the corpse, and watched Yan's red eyes fade away, gradually showing a light brown color, and then-fell on the tree and vomited!

"Mother's! Don't call me again next time!" Yan vomited until his legs were soft, and beat his companion's chest violently.

Companion clutched his chest and giggled, "Isn't that a group of people when you broke out?"

The rock lay on the crooked neck tree and murmured: "Go back, do it again, let's kill those Luo beasts."

The companion's expression turned heavy, and he sighed for a long time, "Let's talk about it when I meet Ning and the others."

Another orc asked: "Nirvana, did you really see Miu and them?" The tone was suspicious.

"Ama's Ling, don't you come here! Can I read Miu wrong? And paint them. You don't believe me, don't follow me to see it!"

The rock face was slumped, but he didn't care about it. What about Miu? That guy is not a good thing, I'm unlucky to hear them, I'm afraid I don't even bother to read a joke.

It's rather that they always treat that guy as the first warrior Baba.

cut.