Ye Xun'er, Mu Sheng and others looked at the kneeling Orc boy in disbelief.
It should be noted that orcs always have a natural pride and will never be the slaves of others, let alone kneel down to a human race!
Since the early days of the founding of Lingtian Continent, the beast tribes and human tribes have been in constant disputes, with numerous casualties and deaths in the fighting...
It was only with the war that the two tribes were lacking resources and found it difficult to survive, so they signed a truce at the top of the martial arts.
In other words, even if Mu Sheng once had a good reputation in the orc tribe that was unmatched by others, she still didn't have the ability to ask a real orc to kneel down to her!
Mu Sheng's scarlet red eyes were terrifying, and her bloodshot eyes shone with jealousy.
Ye Chuyue actually did what she couldn't do!
Mu Linfeng pursed his lips and looked at the girl's figure. He couldn't help but think of his father's sincere words many years ago.
He said: The person who can make the orcs abandon their dignity and pride and bend their knees as slaves will definitely become the king of Lingtian Continent.
Mu Linfeng's breathing was slightly suffocated, and he stared at Chu Yue intently.
From his angle, he could only see Chu Yue's back.
Her body was frail and her back was scarred by a sword that was deeply visible to the bone, but she never bent over.
There was some restlessness between Mu Linfeng's brows, and his heart felt like it was being squeezed. He didn't want to see the little girl's scars.
Chu Yue looked down at the furry blood-red fox ears of the orc boy, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to rub them.
The touch is particularly good.
Of course not as good as her pillow.
An electric shiver seemed to spread throughout the body of the orc boy.
He raised his head and looked at Chu Yue in surprise,
Chu Yue held Xiaomiao's body with one hand and helped him up with the other, "It would be a shame for the human race for such a thing to happen and such a person."
After saying this, Chu Yue looked at Shenxuan's judging army: "This matter is related to the peace of the two tribes and the good reputation of the human race. As a priest of Shenxuan and a young lady from Mu Mansion in Beizhou, Mu Sheng should give the Orcs a
Explain, otherwise, how will all the races in the world treat us warriors who work hard and only pursue martial arts?"
The leader of the Judgment Army, whose arm was broken, covered his wound and looked at Chu Yue in astonishment.
The situation at the foot of Futu Mountain changes so quickly that no one expects it.
The orc boy's eyes were sinister and he said coldly: "Mu Sheng is extremely vicious and has hurt countless low-level orcs and spiritual beasts. Our orc tribe will never let this matter go uneasily!"
The Blood Protector inserted the knife into the ground, folded his hands across his chest, leaned against the blade, and looked at Chu Yue with interest.
The leader of the Judgment Army lowered his head: "Shenxuan will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."
Chu Yue half-squinted her eyes, sensing the ancient and vast aura with her consciousness, and slowly raised her head to look at the sky.
Suddenly, thousands of rays of rays of light illuminated the sky, illuminating the dark evening as bright as day. A yellowed martial arts scroll was suspended in the sky. As the smoke swirled, the aura like a collapse of the sky gradually suppressed it.
Every warrior in Futu Mountain felt a slight chill in his heart, his eardrums were bulging, and his soul was horrified.
That is the natural reaction of an ant when facing a top powerhouse.
Everyone was shocked, but Chu Yue stood as straight as a pine tree while holding the dead kitten.
But the sword wound on her back, with blood gushing out like a fountain, was even more shocking.
Protector Bai came closer and said in surprise: "It turned out to be the order of the Martial Ancestor! The last time the Martial Ancestor's order appeared was during the era of strife four hundred years ago."
The Blood Protector looked at Martial Ancestor's order in confusion, and a look of deep thought suddenly appeared on his face.
Then he saw an ancient scroll, and a vicissitudes of voice that seemed to come from all over the world appeared: "Mu Sheng injured countless lower spirit beasts with cruel methods. He specially removed himself from the position of priest and prayed for the dead spirit beasts at the source of the stardust of ten thousand Buddhas.