In the yellow sand of the desert, with howling winds, Dongchen and Longa stood on the back of a dragon, looking at each other from afar.
A sharp finger stood up.
"You give me hostages, and I will send the tribesmen far enough away. Then, we will s"
He touched his chin noncommittally, holding the temporary Alpha alloy knife beside him, and the wind and sand blew by, making a slight snapping sound.
To be honest, Longa's idea was a good one. But Dongchen didn't want to agree, not because he couldn't bear to part with Ai Wei'er, but because if he went back, he would definitely be chased to death by these orc lunatics.
Dongchen regretted something he did impulsively, but this regret was quickly thrown away by him.
"How can you guarantee that you won't come after us after exchanging hostages?" A certain man's eyes were bright as he leaned forward slightly, thinking of some evil idea.
"In my name, Longa..."
"No, no, no..." After saying "no" three times in a row, Dongchen waved his hands, interrupting the orc's unfinished words, without caring about his ugly face like a dead mother: "Your reputation is worthless, this thing is
The least guaranteed thing, I don’t believe it.”
"I can swear on the name of the God of War!" Longa gritted his teeth and held the sword tightly in his hand.
Dongchen still shook his head: "I never believe in gods, and I never believe in other people's loyalty to gods."
Campas!
"The honor of the orcs cannot be tarnished. Lord Longa, kill him!"
With his free left hand clenched into a fist, Dongchen glanced at the orcs below with disdain, his eyes filled with self-deprecating sadness.
"Everything has its value. As long as you can afford the price, you will get everything. Reputation, faith, these things are nothing to me."
"What do you want?" The blade pointed forward, from the center of the forehead to the chin, dark red curling scars opened ferociously, Longa's appearance looked as terrifying as possible.
Dongchen seemed unaware: "We need a car."
"That's impossible, we don't have time."
"Don't have time?" His pupils narrowed, such important information came into his ears. Thinking about the dark figure yesterday, Dong Chen secretly speculated in his heart: "Could it be that something happened to them?"
The sword in his hand slashed towards the ground, and Longa's angry eyes flashed violently: "You are right! We have no time to talk to you. Now, either you exchange hostages with us, or I will let you go."
Go. Or, we will fight to the death."
Campas!
Sometimes telling the other person what you urgently need is not a sign of weakness, but a retreat attack. This is called conspiracy! The choice given by Longa undoubtedly pushed Dongchen into a dilemma.
Believe it? Don’t believe it?
In fact, when Longa spoke, it no longer mattered whether he chose or not.
Because if you don't do what the orcs say, you can only go to war. And if you do what they say, the result may not be very good. Once Avril goes back, God knows how these madmen will be stimulated.
The fingers holding his chin moved, and the unknown thoughts in his mind turned a few times. Dongchen looked away from his toes, looked at Longa, and smiled maliciously: "I choose the second option, and I am willing to be a hostage.
"
The sword that hit the ground brought up a piece of sand and dust on his shoulder. Longa said sarcastically: "It's a wise choice. But the hostage needs to be changed. You can't!"
"You don't have confidence in yourself?"
The contemptuous look in his eyes did not irritate Longa. Dongchen went through his companions in his mind, and finally settled on a bald man.
Master Bujie, who could be hit by arrows even if he stayed in the car, chanted Buddhist chants in depression, and walked to Longa's side despite the wind and sand. A pair of black holes, obviously collapsed, and the holes with missing eyeballs shocked the hearts of the beasts: "
Is he blind? How did he get here just now?"
Looking sideways at the straight line of footprints, the orcs labeled the seemingly harmless bald head in front of them as dangerous.
"You don't need to be wary of him, he's just a blind man." Dongchen looked mockingly at Longa, who was on guard, with disdain on his face.
"It is precisely because he is blind that I have to be more vigilant. The Guards obey the order and watch him for me. No one is allowed to get even one meter away from him without my order."
Five orangutan men two meters away surrounded Bujie in the middle, like stars holding the moon, except that the moon was too small. Even though he was very bright.
The team started on the road.
Dongchen did not return to the car. He and Longa stood side by side on top of the Triangular Dragon.
This is Dongchen's first time riding such a tall creature on the road. Compared with the hover car, which is very calm as long as it is driven well, sitting in this kind of action is earth-shattering, every move is trembling, and the heart seems to jump out at any time with the pace.
The feeling of accomplishment on the back of the monster outside the body is really satisfying.
"How did you control them?"
An indifferent smile appeared on his ferocious face. Dongchen, who was asking for trouble, looked at the dust brought up by the dragon as it moved, tilted his head, and suddenly looked back: "What is that?"
In the distant sky, a line of dim yellow continued from sky to earth, approaching in the blink of an eye. Its direction was none other than behind Dongchen and the others.
The first ones to suffer were the orcs. They roared, their blood stained the sky red, and their limbs covered the ground.
The dragon stopped, the hover car spun around, and the door opened loudly: "Run, there's a monster coming over there, it seems to be a heavenly creature!"
Two figures rushed into the car door.
On the screen shining with yellow sand, a figure stood in the wind. He was wearing a billowing black robe, holding a heavy ancient Bible in his hand, and an amethyst cross on his chest was extremely conspicuous.
"So beautiful... brilliant and eye-catching! Purple, pure and flawless power." The green cat eyes stared at the amethyst cross with fascination. Christina couldn't help but tighten her grip on Dongchen's arm, and she opened her mouth to say a bold word.
An endless request: "Antique, shall we go and rob him?"
Facing a woman who showed strong possessiveness whenever she saw something shiny, Dongchen turned his head helplessly: "Run, tell those orcs to delay, run!"
"I know, you bastard, of course I know." Regardless of whether overload use would completely destroy the despair that was almost finished, Bergbird yelled and used all his strength.
The Despair accelerated crazily, and the Triceratops named Kara followed closely. The orcs behind it were dying every moment.
In the trembling floating car, Longa stared at the screen. The thoughts in his mind kept turning, and his ferocious face was gloomy and cold. After a while, Longa turned around and looked at Dongchen from head to toe. His sharp eyes made Dongchen
I don't feel comfortable being around.
"Listen! I know what you did to Avril. I've known it since you came in."
The awkward expression did not escape Longga's eyes, and Dongchen's expression also made him feel relieved, and at the same time he became more determined about the decision he suddenly made.
"I don't care what you think? I wanted to kill you just now. But now, I leave Aiweier to you and protect her. The orcs will not forget your kindness."
The five orangutan men who stayed on the back of the Triangular Dragon carried alloy rods and led Bujie into the hovercar. Longa's scrutinizing eyes passed over them one by one: "Protect Ai Wei'er and obey his orders.
Remember the glory of the orcs."
The orangutan man nodded with hatred and sadness in his eyes.
Longa turned around and looked at Dongchen intently: "Take her away."
Turning around and leaping out, the Triangular Dragon looked up to the sky and roared. Longa faced the wind and sand, standing quietly on the Dragon's back with a knife, his sharp eyes piercing the sky.
The boring strong wind blew by, and the two loose and heroic braids danced behind her. The sun shone down, and the bronze skin gradually dyed a layer of bright red.