LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

Close your eyes and relax, let yourself be pulled down and lie down.

She is so tired that she can't wait to take a break.

Almost at the moment the body lay down, her eyes closed and fell into a deep sleep.

It was quiet all around, only the leaves of the big wood were softly rustling, like the gentlest lullaby.

......

In the distance, the wild tribe.

got windy.

The thunder, who couldn’t sleep at night, heard the movement outside.

He got up and opened the door and walked outside.

No mistakes, it is really windy.

The wind blew his golden hair, and the dead trees creaked in the wind.

There was a ecstasy in the eyes of the Thunder - this kind of wind is definitely not the weather that should be there in the hot sun.

Is it going to rain?

More and more orcs are waking up, and they are all awakened by the outside movement.

Everyone, like the Thunder, looked up at the sky and looked forward to what was coming.

The moon gradually disappeared.

The night is no longer as bright as before, the sky is getting darker, the air is getting more and more depressed, but the hearts of the orcs are getting more and more happy.

The dark clouds are coming.

"Hey!"

The first to break the silence is the lightning bolt that breaks through the sky, and then the thunder of the thunder.

"It's thundering!"

The little orcs who were most afraid of thunder, clapping their hands in front of their parents.

They may not have the heavy worries of their elders, but they can understand that thunder means it will rain.

It hasn't rained for a long time, and they haven't even had much to eat.

Innocent children, this is the concern, so like the adults, they are eagerly looking forward to the arrival of the rain.

The Thunder stood at the forefront, behind him was a nervous and excited orc.

At this time he should be emotional, the thing that bothered him most seems to be over, and his tribe does not need to go through a long and arduous migration again.

However, at this moment, what flashed in his mind was the one that was bluish.

Is Bi still in this forest?

Is thunder so loud, will she be afraid?

He shook his head and felt that he was probably a konjac.

Just like Bi’s own words, leaving the wild tribe, she probably will live better?

......

At this moment, the love that was hung by the Thunder was still sleeping quietly in the tree bed of Damu.

The huge thunder in the sky didn't wake her up, as if there was nothing in the world to wake her up.

......

"It's raining!"

An orc called behind him.

The Thunder looked up and there was a drop of water falling on his face.

It is cold and humid.

It's raining?

He snorted and soon after, someone crossed him and ran outside.

The beginning was just a small dot. Soon, the rain became bigger, and the dense and dense curtains were like the curtains. It was also painful to hit the body.

But no orc cares about this. They open their arms, look up at their heads, and laugh at the sky, so that the storm will be even more violent.

The Thunder also laughed.

He did not join the army of the carnival, but the heavy stones in his heart disappeared in an instant.

The tribe is saved.

He looked into the distance through the rain screen, as if he wanted to see a figure through the thick darkness.

Bi, are you okay?

Love is awake by Damu.