"What happened? What happened?"

Wasn't you doing well before?

For no reason, a faint feeling of anxiety appeared in Pei Ye's heart, and if he didn't pay attention carefully, he would ignore that kind.

She suppressed the little bit of annoyance that made her feel upset and grabbed the orc who was delivering the letter and asked.

"Is the situation serious or not? Take me there..."

As soon as she stepped out her right foot, she suddenly thought of something and turned to remind Tan Su who was about to raise her legs and was about to follow her.

"The Seventh Prince..."

Tan Su stopped and looked at Pei Ye gently with her sycamore eyes.

She didn't say it, and he knew what she was going to say, helpless: "Then I... stay here and wait for you to come back?"

Pei Ye then broke his Yan: "Well, please trouble Your Highness Seventh. I feel relieved to have Your Highness Seventh guarding you."

Tan Su felt even more helpless.

He knew that whether it was the Demon Emperor Zhiyi or the Human Pei Ye, he was the same in his bones, and he also had a high sense of responsibility. This orc city had a little outline just now, and was worthless and worthless, but he was protected by Pei Ye, who was short-skinned and "loved nest", for fear that there would be a blind guy who was not at home to attack him. Because he knew, he could not refuse Pei Ye's request.

Pei Ye waved his hand and said, "I'll go back."

Seeing Pei Ye's figure gradually shrink, gradually merge into the shadow of the distant horizon until he could no longer see it, Tan Su reluctantly retracted his gaze. Yoshimi, who was on the side, said actively: "Your Highness, do you want your subordinates to follow him and take a look?"

Tan Su waved his hand: "No, you have other important tasks."

Since he has decided to launch the "First Orc Continent Literacy Action", he cannot rely on him alone. He is going to teach a few first - for example. He has seen the orc's learning ability. He not only has a good memory, but also has a flexible mind, and is good at returning to the point of defeating one's own goal.

When Yi heard this, he suppressed his excitement and joy.

"Please give instructions from your Highness."

Tan Su flashed his fingers and a brush appeared out of thin air.

The pen is clear and green, with a row of elegant and fresh small characters with fly heads. The pen head is snow-white, and I don’t know what animal hair is made of. It was the first time that Yi saw this thing, and immediately opened his eyes wide and asked respectfully: "Your Highness, what is this?"

"Pen, I will teach you how to write."

Yi was shocked immediately: "But... the God's envoy?"

God's Word?

god……

Really favor them?

He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his beating chest.

Tan Su said: "Yes, so you have to study it carefully."

Yi opened his eyes for too long, his eyes were dry, and he blinked twice uncontrollably, and for some reason astringent feeling surged on the tip of his nose.

An Daxiang secretly ran to the kitchen to touch the food. When she came out, she saw Tan Su standing by the table and writing something. Yi stood obediently on one side, staring attentively, and nodding from time to time. She was curious and took a sneak peek, and suddenly she felt that the bun in her hand was no longer fragrant.

Tan Su, who was driving the Immortal Cultivation B, was actually writing calligraphy.

There are two types of traditional and simplified Chinese, with straight and upright fonts, just like a textbook replica.

When you get close, you can still hear Yi speak.

"Your Highness, is this 'Young Master'? Xiangxiang wrote it, it seems like this..."

“…Is this 'scent'?”

“…It turns out that this is 'win’…”

The memory of righteousness is excellent.

Andaxiang wrote dozens of common words, and he remembered them all. He not only remembered the appearance of the words, but also remembered the pronunciation, but he did not carefully remember the order of the strokes at that time. If he had to draw, he could barely draw the same, but there would be no hope of the order of the strokes.

Tan Su said lightly: "You don't need to remember her, her name is ugly."

Andaxiang: "..."

In front of her, she said that her words were ugly, did she have a bit of gentleman spirit?

She hasn't written for several years and hasn't practiced all year round. How beautiful is she expecting to be?

Touching Laizi, he said, "Isn't it fragrant when the pinyin of the mobile phone nine-grid?

An Daxiang secretly complained about Su's cultivator's pussy.

"Where has Sister Orange gone?"

She deliberately made a sound to show off her presence and reminded Tan Su that he had heard his complaints.

Tan Su didn't raise her head: "She is busy, no more leisurely than you."

Do you think Aye is her mother?

Every time I enter the door, I have to ask, "Where is my sister (mom)?"

Andaxiang: "..."

Haha, be careful that one day you will be banned if you pretend to be too busy with your ban!

Pei Ye was in a bad mood now because An Daxiang was talking about it.

The golden lion and Xin stood behind her, one with a solemn expression than the other - because not long ago, the orcs in the White Flower Tribe who were imprisoned suddenly foamed at the mouth, twitched all over, their hands and feet spasmed, and their pupils were covered with a turbid yellow and white color.

It would be fine if it was just like this, but they also showed great destructiveness.

Several male orcs who were guarding them were caught off guard and several ribs were broken. If the Golden Lion and the others had not responded in time, they might have died. Because the prisoners were Pei Ye's, the letter immediately arranged for someone to notify her and asked whether the prisoners were kept or killed.

As soon as Pei Ye came over, he saw that the witch doctor from his Mumu tribe, Luo, had already checked.

In such a huge open space, there were orcs lying soft and humming, and many orcs were in pain and showed their beastly shapes. The air was filled with a faint smell of silver trees. Pei Ye frowned in disgust and asked the only witch doctor present: "How is the situation?"

"They probably used some secret medicine to gain powerful strength, and the backlash was very serious."

Luo wiped his hands and threw the used animal skin squid into the medicine basket.

"It's a silver tree."

Luo repeated: "Silver tree?"

Pei Ye asked him: "Is there any help?"

Luo shook his head: "If it were the silver tree, it would be unsuccessful."

"What does it mean to be unsuccessful? If you are addicted to poisoning in the silver tree, you can force them to quit by violence."

Not every orc has eaten a large amount of silver leaves or roots in the White Flower Tribe. These things are regarded as secret weapons by them. Only the strongest young orcs in the tribe have a quantitative supply. Other orcs can only taste them occasionally or exchange them equally.

In other words, even if these orcs are addicted, their degree is different.

"Abstinence? Impossible. Because it is not only a poisonous secret medicine, but also a evil curse." Luo replied.

"Evil curse?"

Luo smiled without emotion: "The God Envoy probably doesn't know yet. I actually fled from the mainland center. Before coming here, I worked as a witch doctor in a large tribe. Silver wool trees are very common there, and I am the witch doctor with the most patients. How could I not know?"

The witch doctor, on the Orc Continent, is a common explanation that it can understand both ghosts and gods and involves medical professions.

Luo squatted down and uncovered the animal leather jacket of a prisoner in the Baihuahua tribe.

He pointed at the orc's orc's chest, the size of a fingernail.

"This is the trace left by the evil curse. As long as you touch the silver tree, the trace will appear in the body when the evil curse occurs."

Pei Ye asked again: "How to solve this evil curse?"

Luo looked at Pei Ye with playful eyes.

"Divine messenger really wants to know?"

"I can't know?" Pei Ye asked back.
Chapter completed!