After her luck was taken away, she fell in love with the woman who traveled through time.

Liang Tan glanced at him: "Who am I tired because of?"

"Because you are not strong enough," Cui Ling answered seriously, "You need to exercise."

"...Don't talk anymore. I'm afraid you'll make me angry to death."

Cui Ling, who was full and satisfied, stopped talking immediately and quietly presented the fruits he had just picked and the rabbit that he had roasted early in the morning. Liang Tan then realized that he was starving, and after wolfing down the food for a long time, he finally felt better.

The two stayed in the cave for another day, and only returned to the tribe after Liang Tan recovered his strength.

On the way back, the two of them played and fought a lot. It took them almost a whole day to walk the distance that took half a day. When they saw the tribe from afar, they also saw the group of orcs surrounding the gate of the tribe.

From the rainy season to now, the tribe has accepted nearly ten challenges. When Liang Tan saw the situation in front of him, he realized that the tribe was challenged again.

"...Since the Leopard Tribe was defeated, no other tribe has been willing to humiliate themselves. What's wrong with this tribe?" Liang Tan did not notice Cui Ling's abnormality, but just kept urging him, "Cui Ling, let's hurry up. There are not many strong orcs in the tribe now. Only you can deal with these people."

After saying that, he pulled Cui Ling forward and ran. When he saw the tribesmen, he immediately waved his hands and said, "We are here! Don't worry, Cui Ling will take care of it!"

The tribesmen smiled bitterly upon hearing this, and no one spoke.

Liang Tan gradually realized that something was wrong and his pace became slower and slower. When he was about to stop, the beastmen who were surrounding the tribe also turned their heads. The scarred man who led the tribe paused when he saw Cui Ling, and after he figured out what was going on, he said calmly: "Cui Ling, you are not dead, you have joined another tribe."

Liang Tan's heart skipped a beat, and he finally understood why his fellow tribesmen were not surprised.

Because the ones coming to challenge us today are the wolf tribe.

"Should I die, Patriarch?" Cui Ling asked coldly.

Scarface pulled the corner of his lip and said, "At that time, a strange disease was raging in the tribe. Some people predicted that you would bring misfortune upon yourself. As the tribe leader, I had no choice but to give up on you."

He was silent for a moment, and then he said, "It was later found out that it was a disease caused by plants. We wrongly blamed you. I'm sorry."

"He almost died in a cave where no one knew about it because of your misunderstanding, and you just say sorry and that's it?" Liang Tan suddenly felt angry.

Scarface glanced at her and said, "Is this your partner, Cui Ling, a bad inferior orc?"

"Even inferior orcs are nobler than you." Liang Tan sneered.

Scarface ignored her and continued to talk to Cui Ling: "You are the strongest orc of the wolf tribe and the hope of the wolf tribe. If you are willing to come back, I will give you the highest respect. Cui Ling, the wolf tribe needs you, come back."

After saying that, the wolves behind him collectively transformed into beasts and howled at Cui Ling.

This was the second time Liang Tan had seen such a scene. The first time was when it happened to A Zhuang’s leopard tribe.

She panicked: "Cui Ling, you can't go back. They want to take away your place, so they tempt you to go back, but they never really respect you in their hearts. Even if you go back, you won't get the so-called respect."

Cui Ling gently brushed away her hand that was holding his.

Liang Tan was stunned: "Cui Ling."

Cui Ling remained silent and walked slowly towards the wolf pack. Liang Tan stared at him in a daze as he walked away, and finally understood why he had been sad about A Zhuang's departure for so long.

Because she subconsciously felt that orcs could not resist their instincts, so Cui Ling would sooner or later return to the tribe that discriminated against him.

And now, the fear deep in my heart has come true.

"Cui Ling." She murmured.

Scarface looked at Cui Ling approaching step by step, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes. Just as he was about to say something else, Cui Ling suddenly attacked him, throwing him to the ground and breaking his arm.

Scarface's expression changed and he howled in pain. The wolves behind him did not expect what was happening and were so frightened that they forgot to howl.

Cui Ling stepped on the once high and mighty patriarch and looked down at him: "Apologize to my partner."

Liang Tan: “?”

Scarface: “…”

Scarface was almost mad, he rolled over and broke free from Cui Ling's feet, and asked him with a dark face: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Of course I know, and I believe you also know what you are doing," Cui Ling's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm, "After the Leopard Tribe, it has been a long time since the Orcs came to seize our settlement, but you suddenly came here, isn't it because you saw that I am the only one who can resist the Wolf Tribe here, and as long as you call me back, you can directly occupy our settlement, what a pity..."

He sneered, "You guys are too late. I don't care anymore."

Scarface gritted his teeth when he heard this: "If you continue to act stubbornly, the wolf tribe will never accept you and your descendants again in this life."

When these words were spoken, all the orcs were shocked. After all, his words meant that Cui Ling's descendants would never be able to return to the wolf tribe, and they would have no sense of belonging for generations.

The weight of this sentence was so great that the tribe leader couldn't help but speak up: "Cui Ling, go back with them, we won't blame you."

Cui Ling remained silent and just stared at the scarred man.

Scarface sneered: "Are you scared now?"

"I'm not afraid," Cui Ling said slowly, "I'm just curious, where do you get the confidence to think that my descendants will appreciate a place that even I despise."

"you……"

"If you want to fight, then fight. If you don't want to fight, take your people and get out." Cui Ling noticed Liang Tan's gaze and instantly lost his patience with the scarred man in front of him.

Scarface is the tribe leader and the most powerful orc in the entire wolf tribe. He is destined to take on the challenge this time. He roared angrily, transformed into a beast and pounced forward.

There was a hint of mockery in Cui Ling's eyes, and he transformed into a beast and fought back expressionlessly.

This was a fight between the same tribe, and the similar size and shape of the beasts made the battle particularly stalemate. Every beastman held his breath, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth as he watched everything in front of him.

The two wolves bit each other and were soon injured. Blood flowed from the wounds, staining large areas of their fur red. Cui Ling's fur was snow-white, and the red marks were more obvious, making him look more seriously injured.

After a long time, the fight ended with the white wolf's claws grabbing the gray wolf's throat.

The people in the tribe breathed a collective sigh of relief, with smiles on their faces, while the wolves were still in shock, as they seemed to have never expected Cui Ling to be able to defeat the chief.

That is the most powerful leader of their wolf clan.

There was a scratch on the corner of the white wolf's eye, and blood oozed from the wound, adding a seriousness to his already stern face. He looked at the unwilling gray wolf at his feet, and after a while he slowly spoke: "It must be very painful to lose to an orc you despise, right?"

The gray wolf panted, gritting his teeth and staring at him.

The white wolf's eyes were full of mockery: "I used to think that you and your tribe excluded me because of my strange hair color, but it was not until today that I realized that even if my hair color is no different from yours, you would still exclude me and try to drive me away, because I am the most powerful wolf in the wolf tribe and the most suitable orc to be the tribe leader."

"You're talking nonsense!" The gray wolf was furious and coughed up a mouthful of blood foam.

The white wolf loosened its claws and looked at him coughing awkwardly. It took two steps back and said with pity: "You are so pitiful."

The gray wolf looked at him hatefully but did not dare to refute. He left with his wolf clan in shame.

Cui Ling stood there quietly, watching their backs gradually disappear, and clearly realized that he could never go back. His instinct to return to his roots made his heart feel as if it was being gripped, but he was powerless to resist the pain.

Perhaps the orcs who had left their tribe could understand this pain better, so the tribe did not cheer like they did when they won in the past. Instead, they looked at each other for a few seconds and then quietly left, leaving the space to him alone.

"Liang Tan, are you leaving?" someone asked her when they saw her standing there without moving.

Liang Tan pursed his lips: "You guys go back first."

The man nodded: "Then comfort him well."

Liang Tan agreed and looked in the direction of Cui Ling.

Cui Ling noticed the gaze behind him, let out a breath, turned around and walked towards her. When he reached her, he had already transformed into a human form.

"Are you scared? Do you think I will go with them?" Cui Ling raised his lips.

Without the cover of fur, all the wounds, big and small, were exposed to the air. Liang Tan looked at the mottled bloodstains on his body, bit his lip, then carefully opened his arms and held him in his arms: "Are you sad?"

Her words seemed to have their own magic, instantly soothing all his instinctive pain. He was stunned for a long time, and suddenly reached out and held her against him, making this hug real.

Liang Tan exclaimed, and subconsciously wanted to push him away, but because he was afraid of touching the wound on his body, he could only whisper: "Don't hug me, you are still injured."

"I want a hug." He said in a muffled voice.

Liang Tan was helpless: "Be good, let's go back and take care of the wound first, okay?"

Cui Ling’s answer was to hug her tighter.

Liang Tan had no way to deal with him and could only let him hold her like that.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally let go. Liang Tan breathed a sigh of relief silently, but when he looked at the bloodstains on his body, he couldn't help but look at him reproachfully.

"I'll wash it for you." Cui Ling said immediately.

Liang Tan was speechless: "Is it about the clothes?"

"No, it's because you feel sorry for me." A smile flashed in Cui Ling's eyes.

Liang Tan glanced at him, took his hand and walked towards home, cleaned his wound, and stopped the bleeding with herbs commonly used by orcs. The two of them lay on the bed together, staring at the wooden ceiling in a daze.

After a long while, Liang Tan asked in a low voice: "You didn't go back with them, is it because of me?"

"Yes." Cui Ling answered confidently.

Liang Tan had guessed it a long time ago, but when he heard him say that, he still felt a little uncomfortable: "I'm sorry..."

"Why do you want to apologize?" Cui Ling was puzzled. "Do you think it's right for me to leave with them?"

"Of course not," Liang Tan denied without thinking, and then he was silent for a moment, "I just... I feel sorry for you when I think about how sad you will be if you make this choice."

She witnessed A Zhuang's departure with her own eyes, and she knew how difficult it would be to make this choice, so she felt sorry at this moment.

Cui Ling laughed and silently held her fingers together. After a while, he suddenly said, "Cooked potatoes are better than raw potatoes, but I have never eaten them this way before, so I didn't know this until now."

Liang Tan paused and looked at him in confusion.

"To me, the wolf tribe is like raw potatoes, and you are a cooked potato. If I hadn't met you, I would have continued to go back to eat raw potatoes, but after tasting cooked potatoes, I can't eat raw potatoes anymore," Cui Ling looked at her seriously, "I'm used to a good life now, and I can't go back to suffer anymore."

Liang Tan looked at him steadily and asked tentatively for a long time: "So you stayed not because I like this place, but because you don't want to go back at all?"

"Is there any difference?" Cui Ling was confused by her.

Liang Tan smiled: "Of course there is a difference. The former is from my perspective, and the latter is from your own perspective... Never mind, there is no point of comparison. We are partners, we are one. I was just being too picky just now."

Seeing that she had finally figured it out, Cui Ling immediately relaxed and rubbed her head.

Liang Tan rested his head on his uninjured arm and held his hand tightly: "I will make you a lot of cooked potatoes in the future."

"Yeah." Cui Ling closed his eyes, feeling unprecedented peace in his heart.

After the leopard tribe, even the wolf tribe was defeated. Finally, no one dared to attack their residence anymore, and the tribe finally had peace.

Liang Tan and Cui Ling continued to live in the tribe, from summer to winter, and then from winter to summer. The tribe leader gradually grew old, Cui Ling became the new tribe leader, and Liang Tan became the tribe leader's wife.

The clothes she wore when she came here gradually became torn and worn out, so she put on clothes made of animal skins like other orcs in the tribe. When she stood among the orcs, she seemed as if she was born to be here.

Unconsciously, she gradually integrated into the tribal life, often running with the beastmen in the mountains and by the streams. The primitive lifestyle made her health better and better, and her originally fair skin became a little tanned. When she looked in the mirror by the river, she was often shocked by her health and vitality.

Cui Ling was always happy about all this, because Liang Tan becoming stronger meant they could live together longer. Of course, the most important thing was that she would not kick him off the bed at every turn.

Liang Tan has stayed in this world longer than in any other world. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are constantly changing. People keep joining and leaving the tribe. The former neighbors have long been replaced, but they still guard their own piece of land. It was not until the new tribe leader took over Cui Ling's job and white hair grew on her temples that the world stopped turning.

And just before time stopped, the two men had just dug potatoes on the plain and were walking home while discussing how to eat them.

"I want to stir-fry some shredded potatoes, what do you think?" she asked Cui Ling.

The old white wolf snorted, "No, I want roasted ones."

"We always eat grilled food, it's been so many years, don't you get tired of it?" Liang Tan said helplessly.

White Wolf was unhappy: "I can't get tired of eating this. My teeth are not good now, so I just want to eat soft rice."

He also learned the term "soft rice" from Liang Tan.

Liang Tan glanced at him and said, "When you get older, you don't care about your dignity anymore."

"When did I become shameless? You've been finding fault with me lately. I think you just think I'm not good-looking enough due to my age, so you want to find a gigolo."