A mountain in the north.

A giant bear with a height of one floor is touring its territory.

Yes, this is its territory.

There are dozens of peaks in the Shenjie Mountains, more than 30 towering into the clouds, each with at least one king, which is one of the peaks.

Many animals have territorial consciousness, as do powerful Warcraft.

Large monsters are usually strong.

Like adult dragons, they are usually ten feet long and one floor high.

There may not be many super-large Warcraft from the outside world, which is difficult to see, but the mountains are an exception.

The special energy of the ruins of the Holy City, pervading all directions, absorbs this kind of warcraft, many of which have broken through the limits of the race and become as vast as ever, such as it.

It is the largest and most powerful giant bear in the entire god-break mountain range, and it is almost not how many dragons are small in the year, but the strength of course is not the annual dragon-

Not only can they fly, but they are also highly intelligent creatures and have strong casting ability.

It is a sixth-order creature, like the cunning white orangutan to the south.

A man, sitting on his back.

The Beast King Manuel.

The title of "King of the Beast" originally came from the orc, and only the most remarkable tame-type master was qualified to be called the "King of the Beast".

Later, various races successively had the title of "King of Beasts".

About because of contempt and ridicule of the orcs, some people who could not stand the table called themselves "the king of beasts."

Some of the so-called "beast king", not to mention, even a third-order animal partner did not have, white people laugh out big teeth.

Manuel is different.

Of course he did not preach, otherwise he would not have stayed in such a place as the God-broken mountains.

But he is also not one of those arrogant low-level tamers.

He is a rare soloist in the “stealer” organization, and only the most powerful members are qualified and courageous to walk alone.

Manuel loves his life now.

Don't want to be disturbed.

Today, however, it was disturbed.

Taking out the summons stone and activated, a cold voice sounded: “Manuel, I found the mechanical city.”Help me deal with the other two forces, into the mechanical city, I will help you catch the white orangutan, tamed it!"

Manuel looked up and looked south, his eyes slowly shining.

He had been looking at the white orangutan for a long time!

Unfortunately, it has always been cunning, strong, and difficult to deal with.

If you can get the help of these guys, it should be no problem.

Just . . .

“Not enough.”

Manuel's mouth is slightly sharp, showing a smile: "Mechanical things in the city, I want 50%!"In addition, I ask you to tame the orangutan for me first!”

“Twice in half!”

The cold voice sounded: "Only 20%!If you don’t, I’ll go find someone else.”

Manuel laughed.

The price, the land to pay back.

Twenty percent?

Enough is enough!

. . .

Deep in the woods, Asthalia finally woke up.

She felt warm and soft, opened her eyes, and saw a big smiling face.

It's a white orangutan!

Asttalya bowed her head and found the white orangutan with two hands spread out together, guarding herself, while lying on its thick and soft belly, accompanied by its breathing ups and downs.

This feeling...

Really good!

“How long have I slept?”Astoria got up from the belly of the white orangutan and asked.

The white man laughed.

It will not speak.

Although it is smart and has no less than human intelligence, no one has ever taught it Elvish or Human lingua franca, and it can only answer in its own way.

It points to the east.

Astalia looked through her fingers and saw the rising sun through the mottled leaf branches.

“Has it been that long?”

Astari looked in the direction of the past: "Master, you are still waiting for me..."

She was busy for a night yesterday, and has been feeling the general consciousness of nature all the time, and is very tired of connecting with small animals and plants.

In addition, in order to treat the white orangutan, she exhausted her strength and her spirit, so she fell asleep and woke up for half a day.

This is still the spirit resilience, if you change the che:n-g human, maybe you can sleep all day.

“I should go.”

Astalia looked at the white orangutan, smiled and reached out her hand, inviting: “Will you come with me?”This mountain is too small, the god-break mountain is too small, I will take you to see the whole world, see the tides and ebbs, flowers and flowers bloom, how?"

The white orangutan stood still, then waved his hand, and then reached out to grab the woman, meaning obviously:

I’m not leaving, this is my home.

Stay with me, okay?

“But I have my own things to do too!”

Astoria shook her head and smiled, “I’m going to help my master, he’s still waiting for me!”

The white orangutan opened his mouth, then suddenly turned his head to one side and slapped his face.

It's angry!

With me, are you thinking of someone else?

“What a great man with a temper!”

Astalisma laughed.

The white orangutan didn’t want to, and she didn’t force it.

Although she came here to cure the orangutan and then pull the orangutan to help her owner, she is a druid, a guardian of nature, and a friend of animals.

She respects the choice of animals and the choice of white orangutans.

“Then I’ll go.”

Astalia got up and waved to the white orangutan: "Wait till I have time, come and see you again."

The white orangutan did not turn back, ignored her, and rubbed her eyes.

Some are moist, and the sand is blinding the eyes.

Where does the wind come from?

Asthalya smiled and turned away.

Suddenly, she realized something was wrong.

She perceived evil, and that was the warning to her by the universal consciousness of nature.

Danger has arrived!

Biu!

A ball of fire came from the depths of the forest, and when Astalia found it, it was not far away.

She was too late to hide.

Only hard-tight.

After all, she was not the original high-level Druid, and it took time to become a beetle, too late.

If you can, I am afraid that you can't stop such a ball of fire as big as a grinder.

It will surely die.

Astari is ready to face her own destiny.

She was a strong girl, from the memory of knowing the death of her father, became strong, so she turned around and decided to face the arrival of death.

But I couldn't see the fireball, I saw a tall and generous figure.

It's a white orangutan!

It stood in front of itself and blocked the fireball with its body.

Astala smelled of barbecue.

She heard the white orangutan's sultry huff, obviously hurt!

Gosh!

Gosh!

Astalia saw a little giant rushing toward this side in the distance, next to the little giant was a giant bear on a floor.

“Oh, hey!”

The white orangutan turned and roared toward the giant bear, which was a warning.

Astalia heard another meaning of the white orangutan, which was to let her escape, to escape quickly.

It would help her to stop all the enemies so she would have a chance to escape.

The night-blade leopard is extremely fast, as long as she rides it, she has a chance to escape, a great opportunity.

Astala licked her mouth.

She saw the white orangutan's blurred back, the fireball caused it too much trauma, almost half its life, and the giant bear and those suddenly appeared "divine thief" members, the strength is so terrible, the white orangutan must not be able to stop.

She did not leave.

She can't care about it.

She picked up the cane and cast the law.

A layer of thorns crawls the body of an orangutan, forming a dense layer of thorn armor, which is the best magic she can use right now.

She suddenly regretted:

Why did you choose the worm druids instead of the fighting bear, cat deed, or the bird virtue with strong spell cast ability?

War with the enemy?

No, she's not so stupid.

It’s safe to fight, you can only run away.

But if you run away, you can't escape far, because the white orangutan is not fast, at least not the giant bear and the little giant.

What to do?

She looked back at the night-blade leopard.

Druids and animals have a special way of communicating, and the night-blade leopard understands what she means.

Turn around and run.

Not to flee, but to ask for help.

He just wants to come to himself.