The girls smiled very happily, as if what they said before seemed to be true... I'm so fucked, even if it's true, but the person involved is the most disadvantage in baldness. As long as the cat thinks about his hair being bald... can be eaten as a good meal? His tail is hairless, which is the patent of the rat man!

"By the way, Marceau, you cooperated well in the office before, very fiercely." Panny suddenly said.

Ah? It cooperates well? It's super fierce? Marceau was confused: "Penny, what did you say?"

"When you were in the City Guard Office, you looked very fierce at that time. Aren't you cooperating with us to speak harshly?" Youjiu asked back with a strange question.

What? Cooperate with you? Please, is it okay for me to be cute at that time?! Marceau unconsciously made a cute one, and then heard the screams of the little boys coming from the carriage beside him.

What is the ghost called? Marceau twisted his head like a mechanical one and looked at the carriage. He only saw that in the window of the carriage, several grassland elves were looking at him with horror. The cat blinked in confusion, and then a light of inspiration appeared. He took out a mirror from his pocket and looked at the living dead cat with a soul fire rolling in the mirror. The long-lasting words sounded very at the right time at this moment: "Yes, yes, yes, that's so fierce, Marceau, you can be fierce in addition to being cute. When we make harsh words in the future, remember to be like this."

Looking at the cat in the mirror, Marceau almost cried out, and this life was impossible. Nowadays, can't even make the hardship of cuteness and survival? It's so painful. In the past, I could still be cute to the young lady for snacks. Now, when I act cute, I can scare the children. The world has changed, and I can't make a fool of myself anymore... Forget it, I can't sell it.

He simply pulled up his mask and left only the eyes of the soul fire. It seemed that the girls who were wronged in Marceau's eyes were filled with fish that night, and finally comforted Marceau. As for the blood and tears in the live broadcast room, Marceau could only say that he was in my business. This cat was very unhappy now. He had met a young lady and 25 before, but he could still be cute now, so who would care about how these guys rolled around?

After dinner, the caravan began to prepare the camp at night. Today, Tiloya is the guard of the caravan and will serve as the outer defense line of the entire camp in the south. Of course, the grassland elves will also join the battle as guards, so Tiloya himself is not afraid of anything. Anyway, for him, yaks are sometimes just consumables. Even if all yaks die within a day, he can just go to the wilderness in the north to pull out a team of new cows. Of course, the newly added yaks will still need to go through several weeks of training. However, as long as the caravan is all destroyed, Tiloya doesn't have to worry about anything.

The owners of the caravan were so scheming that Tiloya gathered the yaks together and said that if a fool robber regiment dared to use cavalry to break through the defense line, he asked these trained yaks to use their horns to teach the other side to be a new man.

As soon as he finished speaking, several arrows flew into the defense line, one of which brought down the human guards on the temporary tower. The player fell head-on, and the angle between his neck and body directly exceeded 180 degrees. Marceau and the girls were playing cards at that time. When the unlucky guy fell down, Youjiu threw the cards to the ground and then walked directly under the carriage and turned around: "Penni!", "I'll get on the roof!" Panni carried a musket and climbed up to the top of the carriage with the help of Youjiu, because it was filled with Tiloya luggage. As long as the luggage was slightly adjusted, you could make a reliable cover.

Marceau helped Youjiu get on the roof of the carriage, and then pulled out the long knife: "Annie! Don't be too far away from me!"

"Yeah!" Annie took out the round shield and the mace. In such a somewhat chaotic positional battle, too huge weapons sometimes become a burden.

Then the robbers broke through the defense line of the player's guards. More than a dozen tall green-forested men screamed and knocked open a carriage on the defense line. Then, when the subsequent robbers thought they were sure to win, the Explosion fell into the gap, turning the carriage, nearby guards and robbers into messy pieces and flying objects in the wind. Marso turned his head and happened to see the mage standing on the post. The latter was happily preparing for the second fire explosion technique. The cat subconsciously stayed away from the guy, and then saw an arrow piercing the mage's neck. The out-of-control fire explosion technique swept across the post and the nearby area in an instant, blowing more than a dozen player's guards to the ground.

"What kind of hard point does the other party mean!" To be honest, Marceau has no idea about the strong men in the north. At this moment, he can only understand the opponent's situation through these indigenous people and northern players.

"It's the Red Warrior! The Northland brutal robbers! The player group!"

Meow! I thought it was an Aboriginal Master! Hearing this, Marceau immediately became steady. He watched the opponent's men rush through the gap. The fire could not stop the other party at all. When an inflammation exploded, the function of the carriage as an obstacle was destroyed. This is really the Pig Teammate of the Year. While thinking this, Marceau opened the elemental incarnation. The cat cub who transformed into a earth element rushed to the front line. After chopping down several player robbers in succession, a guy who seemed to be the leader rushed over: "Let me deal with this dead bone!" This berserker who had advanced (warrior advanced) roared and started a violent state, jumping high as if he wanted to surprise Marceau. Marceau inserted his long sword to the ground, and his right lightning whip rolled around, dragging the berserker directly to the ground.

He pulled backwards to the direction of the long sword, grabbed the handle of the long sword with his left hand, and when the unlucky guy was divided into two halves, the cat pulled up the long sword and hit the mage line nearing behind. After knocking several player robbers away, the cat shot a lightning arrow and nailed the mage who was about to disperse, and then let several strong acid arrows hit the earth element on his body with extremely high resistance to the strong acid arrow. Three strong acid arrows could not even penetrate Masu's soil skin. Then the cat hit the mage team, with the long sword and the lightning whip flying together, and the mud legs danced with the stone fist. More than ten mages were chopped to the ground in just two rounds of kung fu. During this period, Masu also ate one to disperse, but at the moment of the identification, the face emperor possessed and passed the identification directly, so the unlucky mage was directly shot into coke by the lightning whip.

Two thieves jumped out of the corner, seemingly trying to give Marceau a pleasure, but Anne who followed him first had a flying shield... Well, the girl didn't have this skill, so she just threw the pure steel round shield as a flying prop. One of the thieves let the flying shield pass, but his teammates didn't have the chance. The moment he was hit by the round shield, this person flew out horizontally as if he was hit by a fast-speed vehicle. He could not see the helpless flight at the landing point at all. He did not scream or wail, and he just disappeared in a "force".

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, but the cat was not idle either. He turned around and kicked the half-length towards Anne. The girl raised the nail and waved it, and then watched the blockbuster film of the system's fine objects that were automatically mosaiced and flew everywhere.

At this time, the reinforcements of the grassland elves finally arrived. As soon as these little guys came on the field, they shot flares outside the defense line. With the assists of these flares, Marceau directly fired a shaman's flame-exploding ball, gathering the bandits that were originally hidden in the dark and were about to assault. He then directly pulled up a fire wall and forced another group of bandits to stop the formation, and activated the bloodline superpower. The instantaneous effect of five arm guard energy balls expanded the lightning chain to send everyone in the fire wall to ashes.

Marceau killed at least hundreds of robbers in just half a minute, and the other party was not a madman. Since the defense line was still there, the grassland elves also came to reinforcements, so they blew the trumpet directly. Then these robbers began to retreat. Some of the players and robbers showed their execution ability that was no less than the battle group, and they broke the rear and fought until the last barbarian was chopped over by a cat. "I'm a little bitch, who else!" Standing at the scene of the robber's night attack, Maceau lifted the cap and mask, and removed the elemental incarnation, holding a bald head, and shouted loudly, and after shouting, he turned around: "Where are people!"

"Stop shouting, you will be chopped over by anyone who dares to say this. Kitten, are you still sane?" A member of the Grassland Elves Battle Group stood far away and replied.

Capital grievances, this is really a world of excessive demands on appearance!

Marceau put away his long sword and jumped off the long-lasting man on the roof of the carriage. The girl had been cursed before, so she jumped into Marceau's arms as if no one else was around: "Maceau, you are awesome!"

The girl was so thrust, which made Marceau blush, but now the template of the Living Dead Meow is abnormal. Marceau hugged the girl's waist with a stern face: "Okay, okay, come down, do you still want to hang it around my neck?"

Youjiu jumped down with a smile, then followed Panni's footsteps and started picking up the body.

Marceau looked at Anne. The girl found her shield and was happily erasing the blood on the shield. This heartless girl was really easy to talk to. As long as there was a fight, she could be raised and raised freely. She was the most unpretentious role model in the girl world.

"Good job, Mr. Marceau, well... I only know that your origin is now, and it won't attract your malice." Tiloya came out from under a carriage at this time. He walked over, asked with some embarrassment and excitement.

Marceau grinned and pulled the corner of her mouth: "It's okay, to be honest, I'm very curious, why do guys like the Red Warriors choose to break through from you."

"Everyone knows that my yak has good goods." Tiroya raised his eyebrows.

"Tell the truth, Mr. Tiloya, this is crucial to whether you can live tomorrow night." Marceau said with a blank expression: "I don't mind blowing the goods into the sky with the robbers in some cases when I can't confirm whether your goods are worthy of protection."

"Well... well, I will take a noble man to Mogus in the north for the bishop of the Anonymous Temple, as you can see..." He pointed carefully at the back of the defense line, and passed his direction, and Marceau saw the grassland elves that he had seen before.

Nodding, understanding everything this person said, Marceau frowned: "Don't you know what these little guys are?"

"I don't know, but you know, everyone in the Anonymous Temple cannot tell me the truth, so I found everyone from the Grassland Elf Chamber of Commerce. They heard that I was escorting these children, so they gave me a 10% discount. My problem now is that the Dark Guild doesn't know what happened, and I have a chicken blood-like release mission, just to want the lives of these little kids." Tiloya sighed as she said: "I thought I would put up all my yaks this time, but it was thanks to you."

"It's okay, after listening to you, I will understand. Don't worry, since I have joined the caravan and as a guard, I will do my best to protect these children." To be honest, even if I don't have the task of protecting these children, Marceau will still do it.

"That's so thankful." Tiloya stretched out his hand, and Masce smiled at the hand handed to him, so the middle-aged caravan leader withdrew his hand with an awkward look on his face.

"I still have to thank you." He said.

"You're welcome. If you can, I'll go offline and rest first." After Marceau finished speaking, he walked towards the girls who were searching for the corpse: "Okay, let's go offline and rest. There's still a long way to go tomorrow."

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At the same time, the intelligence officer of the Red Warriors frowned at the retreating members: "Why are you back? Haven't you rushed in? What about the regiment commander?"

"The other party has a super-suspected spell caster, and Miss Lily's commando was reimbursed by his lightning chain." A savage man covering his broken arms replied.

Another priest added: "The caster was right there in the gap. He slashed the brothers of the commando team inside the gap. The commander died in his hands and did not even take down the body."

"How about the thief? Are you approaching the target?" asked the intelligence officer.

"The grassland elves' troops arrived very quickly. They shot flares and the thieves were killed." A hunter sat down on the ground: "Our mage team was attacked. An elemental incarnated earth element carried a long sword and killed all mages in two seconds."

"Why do I feel like I have seen these things you said somewhere before?" The intelligence officer said this, and a half-linger sighed: "It was Marceau of Paroonst, and the brothers in the offline line said that he killed them."
Chapter completed!