Mix the world with the system

Yuan Lang glanced at the middle-aged orcs, turned around and drank in a low voice: "The rest of the tribe, follow me, hurry up!"

The orcs also knew the seriousness. Although they were extremely reluctant, they gritted their teeth and followed Yuan Lang's footsteps with the injured clansman on their backs.

As soon as he ran out not far away, there was a roar of ferocious beasts behind him, fierce and cruel.

The orcs looked sad, tightened the wraps in front of them, resisted the urge to turn around, and continued running with their heads buried in their heads, only the falling crystals from time to time revealed their uneasy hearts.

"Stop!" Yuan Lang shouted in a low voice, and there were bursts of noise in the jungle ahead, which seemed to be the movement of many wild animals running.

"Roar!" A big snow-white tiger rushed out from the jungle, pressed on Yuan Lang's body, and ruthlessly washed his face.

Before he could react, the big snow-white tiger jumped aside, and with a flash of light, a middle-aged beautiful orc with a strong figure appeared in front of everyone.

The middle-aged beautiful orc laughed loudly and grabbed Yuan Lang's shoulders: "Small! Do you want to miss Father!"

Teng Kun and Teng Gan's suppressed laughter came from behind, and Yuan Lang escaped sideways from the orc's clutches.

Half-orc warriors began to emerge from the direction where the middle-aged beautiful orc had just come out. They were all very happy to see the clansmen they hadn't seen for a long time.

"Son, where's the big stone?" The middle-aged beautiful orc looked around, but didn't see his old partner, and immediately had some bad premonitions in his heart.

Shi Lin in the crowd also hurried over: "Brother Yuanlang, where is my father?"

Yuan Lang was tightening the stone spear in his hand. Hearing this, he looked at the two of them and waved to the uninjured clansman behind him: "The half-orc warrior stays to take care of the wounded clansman. The orc warrior follows me to pick up Uncle Dashi."

After all, he ran away from the jungle where he had come before.

The middle-aged beautiful beastman's face tightened when he heard the words, and he called his old partner beside him, and the two of them transformed into beasts and followed the Yuanlang people in front of them.

Shi Lin and a group of half-orc warriors surrounded the wounded clansmen and guarded each other.

Although the central part of the polar forest is not a place where ferocious beasts often appear, but because it is very close to the interior, they still encounter some from time to time.

So here, don't let your guard down.

The closer Yuan Lang and his party got to the place where they met the saber-toothed pig, the more obvious the sound of the battle became. There was no expression on the furry face of the middle-aged handsome uncle, but his eyes were serious.

"Son, what kind of beast did you meet?" Listening to the movement of the battle, it must be quite big.

Yuan Lang felt that he was about to be brainwashed by the phrase 'er smash'.

"It's not a beast, it's a team of saber-toothed pigs."

The middle-aged beautiful orc and his companions gasped, the beast is still a group of saber-toothed pigs!

He didn't run very far, and he came back very quickly. The surrounding trees were affected by the fighting, and an open space was cleared out.

There was a large amount of blood scattered on the fallen trees, and the middle-aged orcs and the remaining orcs were still fighting tenaciously.

With a roar, Yuan Lang rushed straight to a huge saber-toothed pig.

The middle-aged beautiful orc behind him roared: "Son, Father is here to help you."

Dashi, the middle-aged orc whose face changed drastically when he saw Yuan Lang and the others, was instantly relieved when he saw his familiar old partner, and reinforcements from the tribe came.

The two adult saber-toothed pigs were already injured, but now they were besieged by a group of shameless Snow Tiger tribesmen, and the final result could only be howling to see the beast god.