Chapter 244

In last winter's wildfire duel, a young girl of the sheep horn clan unexpectedly became a black horse, entered the final and won, which surprised many people.

On the grassland burned by wildfire, the girl with brown hair fell on the dry grassland, covered with blood, struggling constantly, and then the scattered flames gathered and erupted under her strong will, and finally devoured her opponent.

After that, the shaman carefully treated the seriously injured girl, made her recover as much as possible, and then returned home safely. After that, he also asked the messenger to tell the surrounding tribes not to invade this small residence.

At that time, the shaman didn't think too much about doing these things. In line with the idea that the orcs could take care of them as much as possible, he did these things at will.

No one thought that this ordinary girl, who was lucky by chance, would bring an unexpected joy this time.

Inside the warm tent, several shamans sat by the fire, and Loran and Niya were also arranged to sit on the wooden chairs beside the fire.

"Where is Miss Lorraine from? It seems that you are human Lao SA stroked his beard and asked curiously.

It's not surprising that these people are curious. Generally speaking, most of the natural sequences come from the verdant Empire, because they inherit the inheritance of the Forest Elves, while the natural factions in xuehuaqi are rare.

"I'm from clancia, near the edge of the tisilan mountains." It's not easy to hide this point. I introduced it to my roommate before, but fortunately, in addition to the rabbit tribe, the tixilan mountains are now more famous. Outsiders don't know that the sage also comes from this.

"The tisilan mountains?" In the warm light of the fire, the shaman fell into thinking a little.

Today, the rabbit ear tribe in the tixilan mountains is very famous for its extraordinary fruits and grains. Even many tribes on the grassland envy these distant relatives.

"Have you ever seen the rabbit ears over there?" Then old shaman asked.

"Yes." Luolan nodded. She was quite familiar with this. After all, she taught many of the knowledge and skills of the rabbit ear tribe. She also visited various cities before going to school.

The old shaman then asked, "can you tell us what their life is like now?"

This... To hear this, Loran is in some trouble, according to the actual situation? Rabbit ears are better than you. I taught them. I always think it's a bit of a boast.

It's unnecessary to lie if you don't speak according to the actual situation. Besides, she doesn't like lying very much.

It's better to be tactful. Thinking of this, Lorraine hill slowly said: "the rabbit ear people are now exploring fields in the mountains, learning words and knowledge, and they can be seen in many cities of clancia."

"Won't they be discriminated against and humiliated by human beings?" A wolf ear shaman sitting next to him asked eagerly.

It seems that the news about these orcs is a bit out of date, Loran thought, but it's only a year since the change, and there is no channel for foreign exchange in gufeia grassland, so he can understand it.

"No, they are working hard now." Think of that group of hardworking rabbits, Lolan nodded a little gratified, are good children taught by themselves.

"As far as I know, the tisilan mountains are a branch of the sighing mountains, and many of them are Warcraft." The old shaman was silent for a while before he asked. Among them, the mood is slightly complicated, just like the poor relatives who looked down upon in the past are suddenly lucky and developed. Even though they know that it has little to do with themselves, they are still hard to let go.

"Warcraft in the tisilan mountains gets on well with them."

Of course, if you have enough to eat every day, can it not be good? Lorraine Hill recalled the scene he saw before he left. Several Xilan golden tigers in sequence 3 lie on the ground in the sun with round bellies and balls. So the girl with green hair nodded solemnly, thinking that she would have to find some work for these big cats in the future, and she would know how to sleep after eating every day.

"Well..."

After listening to the description of the young girl with green hair, I don't know why, the shaman here is a little sour, and his feelings are not good. The rabbit ear tribe is like a fish in water in clancia, and the wing tribe is half masters in the Falcon Kingdom, so they don't have to suffer all kinds of grievances.

The flames were burning quietly, and the dry firewood in autumn gave off light green smoke, which then dispersed along the round hole on the top of the tent.

"What do you think of Miss Lorraine when she comes to our grassland?" Asked the old shaman, looking at the student of ermenas. In fact, he also wants to know how the outside world views them, or is interested in the view of the girl who describes the fairyland in the forest.

Is it really wrong to repeat the tradition of thousands of years in the past? Is there any other way out.

"This..." is an outsider after all, and it's not good for a girl to directly say what's wrong with others.

"I think it's better for us to snatch the few fruits we have." She paused a little, then continued.

"It's better to work together to make the fruit bigger so that more people can eat it."

"Miss Lorraine's idea is good. It's a pity that the grassland is so poor that only a few fruits can grow." The ox head shaman beside sighed and shook his head. They also considered farming, but the effect was poor.

"Miss Lorraine must have a good family“ The shaman of the wolf's tribe was a little disdainful. Although there were few students in ermenas, they were not rare. There were many students in their tribe. The singer, who is supposed to be born into a wealthy family, says that her opinion is like "why not eat minced meat". If they have enough food, will they struggle with each other every day?

Although the other shamans don't speak, their thoughts are almost the same. You haven't experienced our pain. How can you understand our difficulties. Sure enough, the existence of singer can only bring people a beautiful dream, but can not solve the practical problems.

"My family background is average." That's true in previous lives.

"I haven't experienced that kind of starvation, but I've heard a lot about it."

During the famine years, the older generation can be said to be haunted and often taught, so that when she was a child in her previous life, she was absolutely not allowed to eat leftovers. She had to eat every time, otherwise she would be scolded.

"It's not that I don't know what's going on." Said the green haired girl slowly, and then raised her head.

"If I can come up with solutions to your problems."

The crimson flame was crackling and burning, and the warm light was reflected in the girl's eyes. Her eyes were burning. The gentleness and self-confidence made the people present begin to recall the old legend in the poem of fire when people cheered not long ago.

Elaine, a girl born from fire and cured with song.