411 ORC TRIBE 11

She had to take care of the stone slab while helping Searle with the small fish.

Searle was almost done eating anyway, so she had to save some for herself.

"Ow! Ow!"

Searle rushed to the stream and drank a big mouthful of water to dilute the spicy taste. He turned around and jumped up and down around the stone slab.

He was too short to reach the stone slab.

As for Xia Ling, she was roasting and eating as she looked at Searle with envy.

It would be great if it could become an orc. This rock was too hot!

Searle's claws pulled at the pebble beside him. He squatted there and looked at Xia Ling with some resentment.

As he watched, the saliva fell down.

He used his claws to wipe his face, but before he could touch his face, Searle himself was stunned.

What was this thing with a finger? Its claws...where did it go?

After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly realized that he had become an orc!

Searle got up and rushed to the side of the stream barefooted.

The stream was clear, and the sky was close to dusk. In the stream, the face of a little orc was reflected in the water.

He touched it with his hand, and ripples appeared on the surface of the water, but the little orc did not disappear. Instead, it became even clearer.

In the blink of an eye, the little orc with dark green eyes in the reflection also blinked.

"Female! Female..."

Searle's voice trembled.

That kind of joy made him not know whether what he was seeing was real or illusory.

"What? Have you become an orc?" Xia Ling walked over.

She bent down and picked Searle up.

Searle had indeed become an orc.

He was a little thin and weak. His face was fair, and there was only a little baby fat on his cheeks.

A pair of dark green eyes were at the end of his eyes. There were some thick black lines, making his small face appear clear and somewhat demonic.

This was probably the appearance of a three-year-old child. After carrying him, Xia Ling did not feel heavy.

She glanced at Searle's little sparrow out of the corner of her eyes.

Xia Ling asked, "Puppet, are you sure this is the Devil King?"

He was so small, how could she do it?

The puppet said, "Master, orcs grow up very quickly. They are about five years old and are already in their ***** form! You just have to endure for two or three years and raise them to *****hood. You are the most clear about the capital of the Devil King."

Xia Ling said, "Capital!"

She had not even driven yet, what was the puppet talking about? ! Really, it made one blush!

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Xia Ling pinched Searle's little tender face and rubbed his black hair.

This black hair was half-long, furry and slightly curly. It was really very nice to touch.

"Searle, since you have become a little orc, how about I take care of you in the future?"

To put it lightly, Xia Ling wanted to take advantage of the Devil King.

However, she never expected Searle to recover from the joy of becoming an orc at the moment.

"I can raise myself!"

Xia Ling: "Really?"

His blue eyes glanced at Xia Ling with the same disdainful and proud look.

Searle spoke with a slight blush.

"If you raise me, when I become an *****, I won't be able to be your partner!"

Xia Ling's eyes flashed as she coaxed Searle,"Then I can be your mother first. When you grow up, if you are particularly outstanding, then you can be my partner?"

"No! In any case, you can't raise me. You are so weak." Searle looked at her and hesitated for a moment, but he firmly refused.

Very fat! Even though the Devil King was only three years old, Xia Ling could not fool him.

Feeling a little regretful, Xia Ling could only compromise.

"Alright, alright. If you don't want to, then forget it!"