Chapter 320 Orc Tribe (26)

As he walked, he smirked at every turn.

Seeing the two of them like this, a fool would know that after so long, Duo Ruo finally made a choice between them!

Lance is unsurprisingly broken in love!

The patriarch took a chance and went to Lance.

"Lance, Lan Yi has always liked you very much. If you are willing, I will hold a couple ceremony for you when you go back from hunting this time."

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After Lan Yi's incident broke out, his status in the tribe was not as high as before.

In the past, he used his nails when dividing the meat, and no one ever thought he was dirty.

Ever since they knew that Lan Yi and his family didn't wash their hands very much, the orcs actually found him a bone knife. Every time they asked him to use the bone knife to divide the meat, someone would take water and ask him to wash his hands before dividing the meat. Meat……

It has been a year or two since Lan Yi entered the mature stage.

The patriarch now also needs a young and promising orc to help him consolidate the position of the patriarch. Of course, Lance is his best choice!

*

Hearing the patriarch's words, Lance refused very bluntly.

"Sorry, I don't like Lan Yi, and I don't want to be with her."

Patriarch: "But Duo Ruo, who you like, doesn't like you? She doesn't know where she picked up the leopard cubs, and she doesn't pick any ones raised like this. If she likes you, she should have been with you long ago!"

Lance was silent.

The patriarch looked at him for a while, and if he couldn't persuade Lance, he had to give up.

A group of orcs walked slowly along the road planned by the patriarch.

Along the way, Syl was smirking, but when he came back to his senses, he realized that they were already in a dense forest.

Being in the forest is not the key.

The key is this forest, Searle has a little familiar impression.

It seems that when he was still a little leopard, he escaped from this forest with a narrow escape!

The more Syl looked around, the more familiar it became.

"Be careful..." Swamp!

The orcs walking at the front of the line, in their field of vision, were already half-short out of thin air...

In the second half of the sentence, Searle didn't say it, and he didn't need to say it anymore.

Under the thick fallen leaves is a muddy swamp.

The ground was soft, and the orcs were unprepared. As soon as they stepped in, they sank into it.

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In the past, Syl was also trapped, but he was young and light at that time, so it was not difficult to escape.

And now the falling orc is not someone else, but a bear clan's orc...

The weight of the bear clan orc fell into it like a weight. After a while, the swamp reached his calf.

"Save...save me..." The orc turned pale with fright.

The current situation clearly shows who goes down and who sinks.

There was a swamp in front of him, and there was nothing around to draw on. Lance rushed up immediately, but felt a little helpless when he circled around.

"Help!" Seeing Lance's helplessness, the bear orcs felt a little desperate.

He struggled desperately, the more he struggled, the faster he sank.

"Stand there and don't move!" Syl couldn't stand it anymore, so he shouted.

The bear orcs didn't dare to move, Syl grabbed a few nearby vines, swung carefully, and grabbed the bear orc's hand again.

He tried his best and finally pulled the bear orc up.

Here Lance joined hands and pulled the orc ashore.

Before Xier could breathe, the vines that originally supported him "clicked" and "clicked" all broke.

fell heavily into the swamp...

The bear clan orcs fell into it before, and the living water in the swamp was already drawn.