Jumping happily under the bushes, the girl pointed to a string of purple-red fruits above the bushes, and the orcs next to her surrounded them.

"Haha, I want it this time, I have never eaten grapes..."

"I just heard that there will be such things in this world..."

"Give it, whoever got it was..."

With these inflammatory words, more than a dozen people jumped up desperately, but the fastest one was the young matriarch who picked the grapes with his right hand, kicked out his long legs continuously, kicking several companions who flew onto the ground, and he fell to the other side of the flowers and plants with the force of the recoil.

"Kill her and grab the grapes!"

"I'm going to usurp the throne and seize power..."

A group of people rushed over yellingly, but saw that the girl had opened her mouth wide and put the whole bunch of grapes into her mouth. Then she pulled out with satisfaction, chewed a few times, showing a satisfied smile. This smile brought everyone's frustration.

“It’s so despicable…”

"How can this be done..."

"Even the patriarch is too much..."

"I won't get married in the future..."

As he spoke, the girl's face suddenly turned blue and purple. Then she spit out the grapes with a wow sound, threw away the big pancake in her hand, and jumped up with her cheeks.

"It's so sour, damn, damn... Why are the fruits produced by humans sour? Woo..."

Everyone then sneered gloatingly, but the girl lost her appetite throughout the afternoon and could only cover her cheeks and blew up depressedly on the platform on the second floor of the fortress. It was not until the setting sun and the red sunset dyed a beautiful and brilliant light on the earth that she stood up with a chuckling, facing the cold wind of the winter, and spread her arms.

What a beautiful world... Aunt Kaya, Grandma Lan, Sister Yan Tier, Yisor, Little Haier, everyone... I will take you out, this... is the first step...

In the setting sun, someone walked up to the platform from the door behind and bowed respectfully.

"Class leader, where should we go next?"

"Ah, it's already out anyway. First find a map, let's have fun here together, and then... Then we go to the Guangshen Palace and tell them that the orcs are peace-loving races, make peace with them, open the tunnel of realm, let everyone come out, and live happily on this land. Uncle Mintel, what do you think?"

"What the patriarch said..."

Ed Terrace.

The forbidden place called the tomb of the dragon has not been harassed on a large scale for thousands of years. Nowadays, ancient trees are towering, everything is in the state of primitive Hongmeng. Some birds that have never hibernated in winter are flying in the forest. She is wearing a black skirt and sitting on a thick branch. The winter sunshine penetrates from the branches and sprinkles on her body, like a dream goddess wandering between life and death.

In her hand was a small bird injured by a raptor. As the corner of her mouth showed a smile, a green light also spread from her palm. After a moment, the birds roared and flew around her several circles, then spread their wings into the air, and disappeared into the woods.

In the black gauze dress, she leaned lazily on the trunk of the tree, closed her eyes and took a nap. At one moment, she suddenly opened her eyes. Due to the wonderful connection between life and death, a fluctuation that occurred thousands of miles away attracted her attention. Then, she heard a "whimper" sound, and the huge death sickle named "nomad" flew up from nowhere and leaned against her.

"Well, this is..."

Combining the experience and knowledge in the brain, she analyzed and deduced the fluctuation, and the final conclusion made her close her eyes again and frowned.
Chapter completed!