Travel through the wonderful world of animals

The iron gate, as light blue as the sea, slowly opened.

It was the home she had always dreamed of. Bright sunlight shone through the window, covering half of the floor tiles. Her mother was busy in the kitchen, preparing delicious meals. On the wall hung family portraits from childhood to adulthood. Among them was a man with a blurry face, a man called father.

This is her imagined home.

The door at the back was pushed open, and a pair of large hands covered her head, with a burning warmth from their hot body temperature.

"Little sister, why are you standing here in a daze?"

elder brother?

"Xiaotai, are you back?"

"Yeah, Mom, what are we having for dinner tonight?"

"You stink of sweat. Did you go play basketball again? Go take a shower. It stinks."

"My Yunyun doesn't mind."

Yan Bingyun turned her head and saw two figures intertwined in the kitchen under the sun.

Tears streamed down her face, she held back her unstoppable tears with her hands, and cried with all her might.

"Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you?"

"Did you fail the test again? It's okay. You'll definitely do well next time. Xiaotai, go comfort your sister."

"Yunyun, is someone bullying you? Wait for your brother to beat him up."

If the end of the world had not come, their family would have been just ordinary, lively and warm.

"thank you all!"

"Xiaoyun, stop crying. I cooked your favorite scrambled eggs with shredded potatoes." Mom's face was so pretty without all the sorrow and worries.

The brother didn’t stare at the meat in her hand, but showed a greedy and covetous face, which was so handsome.

"Thank you. I want to tell your mother that my favorite food is meat."

"Brother, I hate it most when you steal my flesh." She took out the black knife from somewhere and swung it.

"Yun?" Xiu's anxious call made the loneliness and grief in Yan Bingyun's heart disappear, and the focus of his eyes slowly returned to reality.

The purple fox was hit back so hard that it vomited blood and fell backwards, gasping for breath while holding its chest. The white double pupils in the fox's eyes disappeared.

"cloud?"

Yan Bingyun held Xiu's hand, met Xiu and Wei's worried eyes, and smiled: "I'm fine."

Wei didn't give him face and said, "You cry so ugly and yet you are still stubborn. If anything goes wrong, we will take care of it for you."

Yan Bingyun chuckled and punched him with his fist: "You are ugly." After saying that, he was afraid that Wei was overthinking it.

Wei, however, didn't care: "What's on my face is a masculine achievement, proving my extraordinary majesty."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Wiping the tears from her face, she said goodbye to her past and let go of her obsession with not being loved. Here, she had many orcs who loved her, and she was happy.

Goodbye, past misfortunes!

He let go of Xiu De's hand and slowly walked towards Zi Hu, staring at him firmly: "You are indeed a very useful orc. I believe in your strength and am not afraid of your charm. The status I grant you is second only to the Yellow Feather Priest."

"Yes!" Now that he was acknowledged, he didn't have to hide because of this ability anymore. Zihu was excited. He put his hand on his heart and kowtowed three times willingly.

"I, Zihu, swear once again with my heart. My master, you are the high moon. I am willing to give you my heart." A favor? I can't repay you.

Yan Bingyun smiled and whispered in his ear: "Your fox scent is a drug that can seduce the wisdom of animals."

Zihu just smiled even though he was seen through.

"Then let me see your power and use it on him. I want to know all the secrets of the mute slave and those caves."

The mute slave felt more and more uneasy as he waited and waited but the orc who had gone out did not come back.

There was such a big commotion over there, and one of her beast husbands, the Yellow Feather Priest, was also called away by the Western Beast King, but she clearly heard the deafening "White Feather High Priest."

After the Western Beast King becomes king, he will no longer allow the orcs to call him the White Feather High Priest.

The mute slave thought for a while and decided to ask another orc to go to the tree temple to take a look. Females' sixth sense is usually very accurate. Just as she was waving the blood whip in her hand, a shadow flashed before her eyes?

The mute slave instinctively took a step back and whipped the afterimage with a whip. The afterimage disappeared again and appeared again. She felt a chill in her throat. She guessed what it was and immediately dared not move.

A faint female voice came from my ear: "Are you the mute slave?"

The mute slave was shocked. Why are there females here?

Ever since that ugly woman stole the silver water from the Shuiyue Basin in the temple, the Western Beast King killed all the females on the sacred mountain, leaving only her, so this female was from outside.

The mute slave did not move on the surface, and the hand holding the whip did not move, but with his other hand he pulled out a silver knife from his black robe and stabbed the female behind him.

"So naughty!" Yan Bingyun had already seen the metal weapons hidden by the mute slave through the lightning super scanner.

As soon as the mute slave moved, she knew it.

With fingers formed into claws, he chopped the mute slave's elbow with a hand knife, breaking her joint with a click. The dagger in her hand fell out of her hand, and the pain made the mute slave let out an unpleasant sound like she was playing the erhu.

"It sounds awful!"

Yan Bingyun snatched the whip from the mute slave's other hand and kicked the mute slave's knee hard. There was another cracking sound, and the mute slave could not utter an unpleasant scream like he was gasping for breath, and he knelt on one knee.

Yan Bingyun stared at the back of the black-robed female without any sympathy, because the things he got out of the mute slave were really horrific. This female was like a poisonous snake, killing animals for her experiments.

A worthy death!

But before she dies, she has to torture her well and make her mentally collapse so that Zihu can interrogate her conveniently. This mute slave is not an ordinary female.

They are cruel and brutal, just as unforgivable as the Japanese devils who once conducted inhumane human experiments on the Chinese people.