As expected, that little female should be his!
A group of wandering orcs with weapons came aggressively.
Most of these people are individuals, desperate criminals without families. Their holy powers are at the third, fourth and fifth levels, which makes them a powerful force.
These people often give Wang Cheng a headache, but I didn't expect them to set their sights on Feng Jiu so quickly.
A group of forty or fifty people gradually moved towards Fengjiu and Long Qinghan, as if to surround them, forcing the two people who were chasing them to stop.
Long Qinghan protected Fengjiu behind him, licked the corner of her mouth with the tip of his tongue, and was about to have a big fight.
At this moment, with a whoosh, Snake Three flashed over and blocked the two men. "Master, let your subordinates do this kind of dirty work."
Snake Three twisted his fingers and crackled, wanting to test out his newly upgraded eighth-level holy power! In the Seven Star Tribe, besides Long Qinghan, he was the highest-level saint.
Shouldn't it be? Moreover, Long Qinghan also taught him the kung fu moves of their snake tribe.
Like the warm-up activities at the beginning of the memorial service, Snake Three was filled with excitement and eager to try.
"Bah! Snake Three, do you think you can save the useless prince by yourself?" The orcs looked mocking and cold, and looked very scary.
"He just pretends to deceive people because he sees the benefits, right? Hahaha..." They are all orcs living in other villages, so who doesn't know who?
"You guys have no right to interfere with what I do, but if you bully my master, you're courting death!" After Snake Three said this, he suddenly released his powerful holy power.
For a moment, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and even the air was filled with a feeling of oppression. This is the power of a high-level saint.
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