LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

Zhongqing's eyes swept over the fearful male beasts, and then looked at the group of old, weak, sick and disabled people standing close together behind them.

She finally lowered her eyes and said indifferently: "Outsiders, leave immediately and never come near this place again!"

The orcs from the Titan tribe got up one after another as if they had been granted amnesty, and left here under the watchful eyes of the mammoths.

Zhongqing glanced at them.

Just now, under her instruction, most of the male beasts of the Titan tribe participating in the battle were killed or injured, and there were not many healthy people left. In addition, the clan leader was dead, and the mammoth herd was frightening...

Today's Titan tribe is probably eager to leave this place as soon as possible.

Lei Yan was still a little worried.

He personally led a pair of young orcs from his clan and followed the Titan tribe in case the other party had any other plots.

It wasn't until the next day that Lei Yan and the others returned to the tribe after confirming that they really wanted to leave and had no other plans. However, they began to order the male beasts to guard the tribe every night to prevent any unexpected situations.

On the night when the clan leader returned, the wild tribe once again fell into carnival.

The protagonist of this carnival is undoubtedly the love that is worshiped by the orcs.

She was surrounded by the orcs, who danced around her, placed elaborately woven garlands on her head, and handed her the most fragrant fruit wine.

Although Zhongqing repeatedly explained that he was not a beast god, the orcs didn't care.

In their eyes, Bi was the messenger sent by the beast god to bring harvest and good luck to their wild tribe.

A happy atmosphere is the most contagious.

Zhongqing's emotions were also aroused. A smile appeared on her lips, holding a wine glass in her hand, spinning around the campfire with the orcs...

Hmm, a little dizzy.

Zhong Qing thought that she was probably drunk.

How many glasses of wine have you had?

Three cups? Four cups? Or ten cups?

Zhongqing no longer remembers it.

Another glass of wine was handed over to her, and she reached out to take it with a smile. When her hand reached normal, the glass of wine was taken by another hand.

Zhong Qing looked over with some dissatisfaction and met a handsome face.

Lei Yan pursed his lips and said to her: "You are drunk, Bi."

He said to the orc opposite: "I'll drink it for her."

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.

The orc was surprised at first, then looked at the clan leader and Bi, and after a while he showed a knowing smile.

He smiled and said something to the people next to him, and then the orcs all started laughing.

Zhong Qing didn't quite understand what they were laughing at, but the tall orc beside him always stood by his side.

The orcs nearby would bump into her intentionally or unintentionally when dancing, and then she would be knocked into that fiery embrace.

Zhongqing always felt that something was wrong with this development, but her brain, numbed by alcohol, could not think of anything more. She could only half-snuggle into Lei Yan's arms and smile.

Lei Yan felt the little female beast leaning against him obediently in his arms, and felt infinitely soft in his heart.

Seeing that Zhongqing had drunk too much and could no longer stand still, he gestured to the tribesmen, bent his waist slightly, and hugged the little female beast in his arms.

The roaring laughter of the orcs sounded behind him, mixed with some good-natured teasing.

If Zhongqing was still awake at this moment, he would be able to tell that these were dirty jokes.

However, her mind was like a blur now, and she could do nothing except holding Lei Yan's waist stupidly.