Also, the jungle is a big environment for everyone to live together. No one wants to destroy it, but they ignore it. Scorpions come from the desert. Do they care about other people's living resources?

Santa zachari was standing at the gate of the tribal gate, hidden by the dense grasshoppers and undetected by the orcs.

He casually closed the pliers one by one, and clamped a grasshopper, stuffed it into the dark crustacean mouth, chewed it for a few times, and swallowed it.

This is the only way to enter the tribe. With his strength, he is not afraid of the weak poisonous plants under the ground, but there are thousands of troops to pass behind him.

The black scorpions are mixed in the dense black spots, which are all indistinguishable.

"Shasha --" even the friction sound is hard to distinguish, but it's only for other races, and Scorpios can't ignore it.

After the command of Santa zachari, they rushed to the gate along the stream of insects.

"Here comes the Scorpio clan! We will fight! " There was a sound and then a howl.

It's too late. There are only a few orcs at the gate, and hundreds of helpers are called out in a few voices. Besides the gatekeeper, all the other orcs are not wearing armor. They are afraid of the upper scorpion and can't resist the scorpion group mixed in the insect group.

With unstoppable momentum, the scorpion army easily broke through the defense line through the plank on the moat.

There were howls and helpers from the tribe, but most of the orcs, including Parker and Vincent, were out hunting, totally unaware of the changes of the tribe.

The scorpion's tail is held high in the scorpion's army, like the river flowing into the city.

"Hissing ~"

in the trance, Bai Qingqing felt a light body, half opened his eyes to see Curtis, with the obvious taste of desire and dissatisfaction.

Curtis took a breath, but did not satisfy her. He turned away and said, "I'll go out and have a look."

"What's up? Do you want to see it now? "

Bai Qingqing's voice was hoarse, full of traces of being over loved. His arms were soft and boneless around Curtis's waist, causing Curtis to breathe again.

Curtis was really defeated by his partner, but he looked at Bai Qingqing in a spoiled way.

With Curtis's pause, Bai Qingqing's body was clear, his brain was clear, and his face suddenly changed slightly: "is this the devil of Scorpio clan?"

Curtis was surprised. He just felt that the ground vibration was not right. The crawling sound was very strange. It was not like the tribal orcs. Some people suspected that the scorpions were mixed in, but Bai Qingqing would directly connect the scorpions with the insect disaster.

But the more you think about it, the more likely it will be.

Curtis's chest suddenly rose full of anger. No Orc didn't care for the environment. This practice of Scorpio clan actually violated the public anger. If there are tribes nearby, they will attack them without any reason. Even if it's just such a reputation, I'm afraid the Scorpio clan can't stand in the jungle.

"We can't go on." Curtis, I'm sorry.

Of course, Bai Qingqing will not object, pushing Curtis's body to let him go.

But Curtis had not refined yet. The thick and greasy mucus, like super glue, adhered their combined parts together, almost integrated, and could only slowly rub and slide.

Bai Qingqing sits on the ground, Curtis kneels on her side and pulls out, but because of being stuck too tightly, she can't walk back. The expression on her face is painful.