"...There are wings on my back that only the wing tribe will grow."

"It grew suddenly, and my tribesmen were afraid of it."

Liuxiang said with a very light voice.

Listen carefully, there was still a little trembling inside.

It sounds like the boy was also very scared about the strangeness in his body.

Bai Mo could understand his fear.

A pair of wings grew out of thin air, which brought him not the joy of being able to soar in the air like the Wing Clan in the future, but—

A panic that is certainly different from one's own race.

...What a pitiful little one.

Bai Mo smiled slightly and said slowly: "Can you turn your wings out and show me?"

Although I was so disgusted with the sudden growth of wings, I had not changed into an orc form a year ago.

However, facing her request, Liujing could not refuse.

The innocent and beautiful boy pursed his lips, forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart, and showed a pale smile to Bai Mo.

On the cheeks, dimples are so tidy.

He said:

"good."

This look that she was obviously afraid but had to pretend to be calm was really... even more pitiful.

Fragile and delicate, like a fragile porcelain doll.

Can't help but make people want to ravage.

Bai Mo suppressed some impulse in his heart and waited for the boy's next move.

The scenery changes into a mimetic beast form—

A silver wolf with beautiful and fluffy silver fur appeared in front of him.

Undoubtedly, this is a silver wolf with beautiful fur and agile body.

However, under the brilliant golden sunlight, two wings as thin as cicada wings grew on the back of this beautiful silver wolf, which were unconsciously erected, transparent but stubborn.

——The wings, which are obviously more beautiful than angels, shine with dazzling silver light, why do these orcs regard it as unknown?

It was a waste of resources to even burn him to burn him to death.

“Very beautiful wings.”

Bai Mo praised and said, "Flower scenery, it is not an unknown symbol, but a gift given to you by the gods."

The scene that has become a beast-like state is still so beautiful, revealing a little surprise of a long-lost confidence return, "Really?"

Before Bai Mo could speak, the two words "of course" that were about to reach the lips were interrupted by a gloomy voice that was about to go down.

"——The wings of the scenery are an unknown symbol, indicating that God is going to bring disaster to our Silver Wolf Tribe!"

"The god will never give a beast and a bird's wings as a gift!"

Where can the old wizard tolerate someone's courage to question her?

Even if there is the pain of soul tearing like Red Lotus Karma Fire, the old witch must stand up as soon as possible.

Otherwise, her status in the Silver Wolf Tribe would become precarious, and no tribe member would believe in her anymore!

The old wizard narrowed into a straight line, as if he could never open his eyes. Her old and turbid eyes were like poisonous snakes, wandering against Bai Mo and Liu Jing.

Such a gloomy and vicious look made the beautiful boy's slender figure tremble.

——The witch told the leader that his existence would bring disaster to the Silver Wolf Tribe, and then the tribesmen decided to sacrifice him to the gods.

How can you not be afraid of the scenery that survives by chance?

"Oh, it's really Lord Wizard, are you saying this?"

Bai Mo asked back while jokingly, and slowly turned around.

Next second.

A stunningly beautiful face that belongs to Jing Yuan appeared in front of everyone.

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Chapter completed!