Are the insects who raise little trash in their home male insects?

Qi Shan was already discussing where to go next when a junior employee knocked on the door.

After learning about this, Qi Shan directly refused. He just wanted to see what happened. He didn't want to let his little guy go up there.

You Pu grabbed him and said, "Look at Xiao Ye."

Qi Shan looked down and saw Xiao Ye's eyes were full of excitement. His tail was flapping quickly on the ground. When he saw Qi Shan looking at him, he pushed his hand with the tip of his nose.

Ono: I’m going, I’m going, I’m going.

Qi Shan: ...

Youpu advised: "Xiao Ye was a wild animal before. After it followed you, it has been kept as a pet and doesn't have to hunt. It's inevitable that it will want to play."

"Really?" Qi Shan asked hesitantly, "Can we quit a group duel midway?"

The young employee said respectfully, "Of course, sir. This is a group duel, and the venue is large enough. If we find that the injured are serious, we will intervene and take the injured out for treatment. Of course, we will withdraw by default after taking them out."

Obviously, employees are not allowed to watch group fights, otherwise the number of participants will be greatly reduced. After all, not every owner is willing to let his money go to waste.

Qi Shan still frowned and squatted down: "You can't bite the other person to death, and you can't eat the meat, do you still want to go?"

Ono nodded excitedly.

Qi Shan sighed: "If you are tired, come out quickly."

Ono sneezed disdainfully. Just these guys, would make it feel tired?

Qi Shan pinched its ears and said word by word: "Did you hear me? Don't be careless and don't force yourself. Do you understand?"

Ono nodded quickly: I know, I know!

Qi Shan looked at the young employee and said, "Okay, it will participate. Buy three exclusive live broadcast balls."

"Three, three? Sir, just buy one."

Qi Shan said dissatisfiedly: "One is not enough. If it is damaged, we won't be able to find it. Can't we buy three?"

Junior employee: "Yes, of course, but the dedicated live broadcast ball will be more expensive than the outside world."

Qi Shan: "It's okay, three, no, five."

"Okay, okay." The young employee glanced at the beast licking its paws. Is such a small one really okay?

Ono's size is too big for an alien race, but most of the ones in the same arena with it are giant beasts over ten meters tall. Those that are less than ten meters tall are intelligent orcs or poisonous creatures.

Is it really possible?

Look at this appearance, its paws are dirty but it doesn't know how to lick them, so it hands its paws to you, and you pamper it and wipe its paws with a hot towel. How delicate it is!

Can it really survive, if something happens to it.

The young employee's eyes went dark. No, this is Lord Qi Shan's pet. If something happens to it, it won't be solved by paying money.

I couldn't help but feel a little regretful about coming to this box, but since I had already asked and you had agreed, what could I do?

Its importance can only be raised several levels, this is a fragile person, and nothing can happen to him! !

In another box not far away, Morga also knew about the upcoming melee.

"Group duel? It sounds interesting." He stroked the orc cub's head. "It's a pity that you are too young. Otherwise, go up and play."

The adult orc came out: "Sir, I want to try."

"You?" Morga looked him up and down, "Can you do this?"

"I am a direct subordinate of the orc general. I have no problem dealing with these beasts. I will definitely win honor for you!" said the adult orc with his head down.

"Really?" Morga thought for a moment. Anyway, this orc was given as a gift when he bought the little orc, so it wouldn't be a loss if he died. "Okay, as long as you win, I'll set you free."

The adult orc clenched his fist and said, "Sir, if I win, can I give freedom to other orcs?"

"Okay," Morga propped up his chin, "but except for him."

Pointing at the little orc cub, he would have to be crazy to let this interesting little toy go.

The adult orc clenched his teeth, he was discovered. Never mind, if he wins, it would be better if another little orc leaves instead.

"What's your name?" Morga finally remembered to ask his name.

The adult orc raised his head and said, "My name is Langsha."

Before leaving, the little cub hugged Langsha and tried to remain calm, but whispered in a slightly crying voice: "Langsha, stay alive."

Langsha hugged him gently: "I will try my best."

His eyes swept over the tribesmen who were watching him quietly, even if there was only one spot, even if only one orc could regain his freedom.

Langsha doesn't ask for much, he would save as many people as possible.

The little cub felt that the orcs' situation could be better, and he swept his eyes over the aliens and Zerg present.

His eyes changed slightly, and he put on an innocent expression. He seemed to be brave enough to grab the corner of Morga's clothes and said firmly: "Sir, I will be as strong as my father, and then I will protect you!"

"Hmm?" Morga didn't expect him to say that, but he was still very satisfied with the little pet's expression of loyalty to him. He even touched the little cub's head with a little tenderness, "Okay, I'll give you time to grow."

The surrounding alien races seemed to be reminded and looked at the orcs around them.

After seeing the battle between orcs with huge size disparity just now, they found that orcs have other values. Compared with ordinary ornamental pets, orcs are more like reliable bodyguards. Even the weaker orcs are stronger than most alien races.

The little cub glanced at the orcs present and the expressions of their buyers, and felt vaguely safe.

At this time, their attitude towards orcs changed significantly, from toys to tools.

Although it is unlikely that they will regain their freedom, it will make their lives better.

Only the Sharp-Horned Tribe looked unhappy. It was over. Not only did they fail to kill them, but they also gave these orcs a good backing.

After discovering the usefulness of orcs, these aliens will not let them die easily. Where can they find a bodyguard who is absolutely loyal to them, has a high IQ and does not need money?

Maybe the situation of these orc slaves is safer than those on the Orc Star.

Sharp-horned eyes rolled, and he began to lobby other alien races that had orc slaves to throw the orcs into the duel arena. It would be less interesting to have one orc participate than to have multiple orcs participate.

At this time, the aliens were not very willing, as the dueling arena was life-threatening. However, after the employees of the dueling arena promised that they would provide timely rescue in dangerous situations, they reluctantly agreed.

After all, Your Excellency is still watching them.

Your Excellency has already let your orcs go into battle, and if they refuse, it would be a slap in your face.

You have to agree to both sides, so I might as well give you a favor.

But looking at the sharp corner that made this suggestion, his eyes were not so friendly.

Of course they knew that the Sharp Horns were targeting the orcs, but it was okay before and had nothing to do with them, so they were happy to watch the show.

But at this time, after discovering the role of the orcs and bringing them into their own scope, the tricks of the sharp horns only seemed troublesome and annoying.

We have to find a way to keep them quiet!