Chapter 1161 The orc mother who abandoned her cub (58)

  In the evening, the bright stars filled the entire ink-colored sky, and a full moon sprinkled silver brilliance.

  In the Yanhuang tribe, clumps of bonfires are jumping, bringing a warm color.

   On the fifteenth day of every month, the Yanhuang tribe will hold a bonfire party, singing and dancing. This day is the happiest day for the orcs of the Yanhuang tribe.

   At this point, the party was over, and basically the orcs went back to their houses to sleep.

   A little girl in a skirt sat beside a bonfire, her arms crossed her knees, quietly staring at the bright moon in the sky, the light of the flame illuminated her delicate face.

   There was a hint of sadness on her brows.

   After a while, a tear slipped quietly from the corner of her eye, but she didn't seem to notice it.

   At this moment, a hand stretched out from her side, and the slightly calloused finger pulp gently wiped away her cold tears. The boy's voice was clear and soft, soothing: "Yiya, don't cry."

  The little girl, that is, Fangya, came back to her senses as if she was suddenly awakened.

   "Brother Day, why are you here." Fang Ya blinked, trying to cover up the mist in his eyes.

  The boy was about twelve years old, wearing a simple top and trousers made of linen, which outlined his slender figure like bamboo.

   Unlike most male orcs who are sturdy and have well-developed muscles, the young man looks a little thin, but in fact, his strength should not be underestimated.

The    boy is the porridge, or the day, who is now twelve years old.

  The porridge who thinks he has grown up, except for Yin Yin, his grandmother, has not allowed others to call him by his nickname.

   He is thin-skinned, and every time he is called by his nickname, there is always an inexplicable shame.

  Different from the red lips and white teeth who just changed shape six years ago, today's teenagers have lost their innocence, although they are still a little green, but their facial features have grown, and they look very clean.

   Not only that, but he is also very capable in all aspects.

   In addition, he is a witch, the only cub of Yin Yin.

   Therefore, although he is only twelve years old now, there are many female orcs of his age in the tribe who want to be his companions.

   Of course, they were all rejected by the day without exception.

   Six years have passed, and now Ya Ya is ten years old, and she is already a beautiful girl.

  …

  The boy sat down beside Fang Ya, under Qing Jun's eyebrows, a pair of clear and deep silver eyes with a hint of worry.

   "Yiya, what's wrong with you, can you tell me about it?" The young man's voice was soft, like a breeze blowing, with inexplicable comforting power.

   Ya Ya rested her chin on her knees, her beautiful blue eyes, and her eyes were a little empty.

   "Brother Day, I miss my elder sister." Her voice was a little choked.

   Over the years, Yaya never gave up looking for her sister. She even went back to the Flying Fish Tribe with the help of Aunt Yin.

   But there, all she saw was the corpses of some flying fish orcs.

   Aunt Yin guessed that the Flying Fish Tribe should have conflicted with other tribes and lost the battle.

  Yaya doesn't like the Flying Fish Tribe, but that doesn't mean she wants to see the former tribe being exterminated.

   She didn't find my sister in those corpses.

   She didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

   Maybe my sister escaped in this defeat, or maybe my sister died in the beginning.

  Ya Ya felt badly when she thought that her sister might have already died.

  Day also didn’t know how to comfort Fang Ya.

   Although he has good abilities in all aspects, he does not have the ability to help Ya Ya find her elder sister.

   (end of this chapter)