Chapter 1835: Wolf and sheep

"Master, those orcs are too much! Too bad! Otherwise, let's help those half-orcs, they are so pitiful!"
The sound of Heaven Slashing Sword and Sword Spirit came, and there seemed to be a feeling of punishing evil and promoting good.
"No need to……"
"Such a struggle naturally has its own laws of operation..."
"If this rule is broken, it may not be a good thing."
Fang Fan muttered to himself, his eyes flickering.
While talking, he immediately continued to cast his eyes on the battlefield.
Long ago, he had heard a story of wolf and sheep...
In an ancient forest, there were a group of ferocious wolves and a group of gentle sheep.
Because the God of Creation had pity for those meek sheep, he gave them extremely high wisdom to avoid wolves...
And those fierce wolves were lowered by the creation god.
Over time, the ferocious wolves starved to death one by one because they could not eat sheep...
The sheep developed little by little because they were not restrained by the evil wolves...the sheep herd grew stronger.
In the end, the lush vegetation of the ancient forest was gnawed away by the sheep...
Gradually, many sheep died because of hunger, and the flocks were gradually eliminated.
Fang Fan narrowed his eyes to himself, and his heart gradually became silent.
Although the story of wolf and sheep is somewhat joking, it also shows the survival of the fittest by natural selection.
It is not a good thing to blindly intervene to disrupt this balance.
"The training qualifications of the orcs seem to be better..."
"If they can survive, they can be taught how to practice..."
"If there are more high-level cultivators in Chutian Pavilion's small world, it would actually be a good thing."
Fang Fan narrowed his eyes secretly, thinking to himself, his eyes gradually became more earnest.
Although these one-star and two-star low-level awakeners cannot bring him any power surge...
But if it develops little by little, until they have the cultivators of the Emperor Realm and even the Sanctuary Realm, at that time, Fang Fan can fully recruit them in the Chutian Pavilion small world to form an army and gradually develop...
This thought reverberated in Fang Fan's mind, and the smile at the corner of Fang Fan's mouth increased.
After nearly half an hour of fighting and fleeing, the half-orc guards beside Adam the half-orc were all dead...The orc's pursuers continued to attack, and he continued to run in a panic. From beginning to end, he never lost his desire to survive!
There is a cliff in front, and fierce chasing soldiers of the orcs behind, he is desperate!
Adam the Orc hugged the body of the Centaur tightly, with a desolate color on his face...
"Heaven will kill me, it's not a crime of war!"
"If you give me three more years, I will be able to unify the tribe of half-orcs, and I will surely be able to make those proud golden blooded orcs bow their heads!"
Adam stood by the cliff, then rode a centaur and jumped down.
He doesn't want to die, but the cliff is ahead, he can only die.
The orc chaser saw Adam the orc jumped off the cliff and left.
In the dark night, Fang Fan held the Heaven Slashing Sword and came under the cliff.
"Not dead..."
"It's also your good fortune."
Fang Fan smiled silently, and then used a creation point to briefly recover the injury of Adam the Orc.
"You...who are you!"
"What do you want to do!"