With the car door closed, Longa's heroic and tragic figure is still reflected in his eyes. Maybe he will never forget it in this life.
The hover car roared and began to escape.
Ai Wei'er remained blank from beginning to end, silent, neither crying nor fussing. Just when Dongchen was worried about whether something would happen to her, two lines of tears slipped quietly, and a low murmur was very clear in the dead silence of the car:
"Kara...is dead."
The moving hover car trembled violently.
"How is that possible! Are you sure?"
How long did it take before the dragon Macrosaurus was dead?
Facing Dongchen's disbelieving gaze, Ai Wei'er smiled sadly, holding onto the hem of her clothes with both hands: "Kara is dead, and Uncle Longa doesn't want me anymore. Are you satisfied now? You villain who deserves to go to hell.
!Why did Uncle Longa hand me over to you? Why didn’t you want us to die together.”
"Your Highness, you are the future of the orcs." The leading gorilla man stood up straight next to Monk Bujie, with deep sadness in his eyes: "Sometimes living is more painful than death. Your Highness, your life does not belong to
You yourself belong to the entire orc tribe. You are the hope of the orcs."
"What's your name?" Dongchen tilted his head.
"Vegeta, Vegeta Cyber, respected strong human being, you can call me Vegeta or Gita."
Turning around and looking carefully at the orangutan man with eight-pack abs, a hard chest, and a big waist, Dong Chen looked solemn and said, "Remember, Ai Wei'er is mine now, not your orc tribe's."
, even you are mine."
"You are right to say that."
The delicate performance that was completely inconsistent with his strong and brave appearance immediately made Dongchen wary.
Vegeta smiled and walked back to his previous position and sat down silently. Dongchen's eyes followed him thoughtfully.
Avril was still crying. This little goblin with a shrewd personality seemed to have turned into a tearful baby and kept crying. No matter how much Annie and Christina tried to persuade her, it was of no use.
Dongchen was tired of her crying, but he didn't dare to do anything. Dongchen knew very well that if he dared to touch a hair of Ai Wei'er now, those five guys would definitely risk their lives against him.
The crying continued all the way. It wasn't until the sun went down that Ai Wei'er finally stopped, and her almond-shaped eyes turned red and turned into rabbits.
The night wind is freezing and cold. There is no moon today. There is only wind, strong wind.
Countless amounts of sand fell from the sky like rain, hitting the roof of the car. My body trembled, and I felt like I might be buried alive at any time.
"That guy is dead." Longa's departing figure flashed before his eyes again, and thinking of the horrific scar on his face, Dongchen breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt deeply helpless and sad.
"This is the end of the world. No one knows whether he will die in the next moment. But Longa's death is not worth it."
"No!" A big palm that reached his knees pressed down on his side. Vegeta sat down next to Dongchen, with a pair of big sunken eyes full of yearning and reverence: "Master Sword Master used his sacrifice to buy time for us and the future of the orcs.
He bravely gave his life. He is a great warrior and worthy of the name of Sword Master."
"You call him Sword Master?"
Seeing the Alpha alloy sword next to Dongchen, Vegeta grinned his thick lips: "Lord Longa ran wild with a sword when he was three years old, learned the sword at the age of six, and realized the sword at the age of ten. By the age of sixteen, we orcs
Among the clan, no one can compare with him in terms of sword skills alone. If we orcs hadn’t found a way to use energy, Lord Longa would definitely have a chance to become stronger.”
The eyes of admiration, desolation, and sadness contained too many emotions. Dongchen never expected that that terrifying guy would have such an amazing talent.
Thinking back to the windy knife that day, the palm of his hand sliding across the still painful chest, Dongchen shook his head and exhaled, turned his head to look at Vegeta, and suddenly remembered something: "The last layer of blood on Longa's body... If it's not convenient
Never mind."
"It's not inconvenient." Vegeta lamented and looked at his toes: "Although we orcs have not been able to find energy suitable for our own use so far, we have unexpectedly found a life-threatening forbidden art. Lord Longa finally
What he uses is this taboo technique that can double his strength... madness."
"What's the price?" The stronger the ability, the higher the price. It can double one's strength instantly, and the price is certainly not light. But even though he was prepared, Dongchen never expected that Vegeta would give such a price.
Two words.
"life!"
"The cost of becoming mad is life! By burning life, one's own strength is doubled. The ancestors of the clan have studied how to reduce the effect of madness, but there has been no progress."
"That's right..." Nodding slightly, Dongchen was silent for a moment: "Why are you telling me this? I don't believe that an order from Longa will make you really obey me and tell me your conditions."
"You are very smart."
With his eyes slightly closed and the corners of his mouth raised, Dongchen looked at the blade: "This is called reality. I don't like dealing with smart people, it's too tiring. So, tell me your purpose. If you let me find out that you are lying to me, I will
Throw it out."
Pointing his finger out of the car, Dongchen's eyes were cold and firm: "Say what you say and do it!"
"You won't." Vegeta smiled. Dongchen squinted at his stinking look and moved his fingers: "Are you sure you are not a fox?"
"I am an authentic gold steel, sir."
He has long arms, short legs, and well-developed chest muscles. He is as good as gold. In fact, Dong Chen prefers to call him a gorilla.
A glimmer of stars fell, the night was quiet, and there was no sound in the distance.
Dongchen stood up and looked into the depths of the desert...
The purple-red and black sand dust stuck together. To protect Ai Wei'er from leaving safely, the orc swordmaster Longa burned his life and used forbidden techniques. In the end, only a broken sword was left, leaning against the sand alone, crying silently.
A ray of moonlight lit up, and there was another person in front of Can Dao.
The wind and sand blew through the sword, and the cry became louder.
The scratched blade surface reflected an elegant figure.
His slender left hand spread out, dragging the ancient Bible that was rustling in the wind. The amethyst cross held tightly in his right hand shone with light, and the light was brighter than the moonlight. Looking up along the light, hidden in
The face in the hood is blurry.
With his head lowered and his eyes lowered, is he praying? Or repenting?
No one knows, only that when the sun rises from the horizon, he turns around and leaves. He does not fly, but walks. The long footprints start from the shadow of the broken knife and stretch into the distance. A cloud of dust
, no trace left.
Who is he? Why did he want to kill those orcs? Will he catch up?
Sitting in the car and meditating all night, Dongchen couldn't figure it out, and it was actually impossible to figure it out. He glanced sideways at the empty storage room, thinking about the extraordinary dinner last night, Dongchen stretched and stood up straight.
He picked up the alloy knife and put it on his shoulder: "You guys with big mouths, if you don't want to starve, get up and hunt for me."
The five male orangutans have huge appetites. The food intake of one person is almost as much as the original four of Dongchen and the others. Even the silent little goblin, after letting go of his mouth, eats more than any of Dongchen and the others.
There are many people.
For this reason, Dongchen always wanted to open that cute little mouth and take a closer look at where she had packed so many things.
Perhaps feeling Dong Chen's gaze, Ai Wei'er turned her head away angrily.
Seeing her angry little appearance, Dongchen laughed and turned around, looking at the ever-changing clouds in the sky.
"No matter how the world changes, we have to eat. Let's go, King Kongs."