Murray looked at Marsh playfully, then turned his gaze back to the fair woman.

Then, he stared at Ma Shuo again and stretched out his thumb and shook it: "Awesome! I don't know how you did it!"

"Uh-huh. The arm was still held in Ling Feng's arms, and Ma Shuo could only smile awkwardly and forcibly said perfunctorily: "That, it's a charm." ”

Murray couldn't help but roll his eyes, a three-year-old wouldn't believe this kind of. However, since Ma Shuo didn't want to say it, he wasn't ready to ask anything.

After all, from his eyes, it can be seen that this woman is not helpless, no matter how much she is a helper. Even if the other party is likely to betray the water, he can kill it as quickly as possible.

After thinking about it, he sighed with a wry smile again and continued: "Twenty-two people, camp and rest two kilometers northwest of the country. Six of them were patrolling the area, so I doubt they still have outposts. ”

"That's fine. Ma Shuo immediately smiled slightly, pointed to his nose and said firmly: "Next, leave it to the two of us." ”

"You two?" Murray was stunned when he heard this, looked at the woman again and sneered, "Okay?

"I'm willing!" Ling Feng immediately pouted and retorted, "I want you to take care of it!"

After speaking, under Murray's embarrassed gaze, he forcibly pulled Ma Shuo and walked northwest.

"Do you hate me so much?" Murray, who was standing in place, touched his nose and said to himself in the smallest voice possible: "Sure enough, women are careful!"

Ling Feng, who had an extremely keen sense of hearing, was about to turn around, but Ma Shuo immediately grabbed her arm and smiled: "Let's go, I didn't hear it, it's important to get down to business!"

From the moment he learned that the woman was Ling Feng, he knew that when Murray came back, there would definitely be some contradictions and friction between the two.

After all, in the Yunshan Plateau, this eagle and wolf were used to fighting for a long time, whether it was because of food or because of each other.

In short, there is no such thing as not fighting when you meet.

If it weren't for Ling Feng's inability to fly, it is estimated that Murray would have been in the dark a long time ago.

At this time, although Ling Feng turned into a human form, Murray did not know that this was the human state of his old opponent. Obviously, he can have an extremely powerful helper, but he doesn't want the two of them to fight among themselves and get hurt.

If the two don't know him, it's okay to say, but now they are friends with him. In the middle of the mud to alleviate the contradiction between the two, even if there is really any irreconcilable problem, it will have to wait until the battle is over.

Although Ling Feng was a white wolf alien, he didn't have the strange smell of the wolf clan. But it's not like in various stories, what is fragrant or rich and fragrant.

If he had to say that there was any smell, it might be the smell of barbecue that he could faintly smell every time he exhaled.

Hmm! It's still a barbecue smell without any salt!

As for the reason, of course, canines can't eat salt, otherwise once alopecia areata or something appears, it will be a disease state.

"Smell?" Ling Feng twitched his nose slightly, pointed to a boulder in front of him, and whispered in Ma Shuo's ear, "There is one in the shadows." ”

"I'll go. Ma Shuo nodded lightly to indicate that he knew, and immediately touched the cat's waist to the boulder silently. The Changeling Monster in the backpack also flowed out again, turning into black iron armor and wrapping him entirely.

Previously, because Ling Feng was too far away, he could only know Ma Shuo's location by smell.

I didn't expect that there was such a wonderful armor in the world, and the beautiful eyes of the apricot kernel suddenly flashed with a burst of essence.

The secret whistle under the boulder is not very vigilant, and it does not even hide the white gas coming out of its mouth. It is not easy to see the location from a hundred meters away, and when Ma Shuo lurks to a distance of more than ten meters, he can easily see those intermittent white gases.

The corners of his mouth under the helmet sneered slightly, his eyes rolled twice, and the Changeling Monster was immediately peeled off from him.

Half a minute later, just as Ling Feng was anxiously waiting, but Ma Shuo was only motionless near the person, which made her feel a little inexplicable, she suddenly heard a slight "rustle" sound coming from the ground.

Hurriedly frowned and guarded the position, for fear that some enemy would break out.

However, when a pile of mud the color of withered grass slowly rose and turned into the armor that Ma Shuo was wearing, Ling Feng's whole person was completely stunned.

Just when her mind was blank in shock, she saw the armor nod lightly to show safety, and then turned into mud again and moved in the direction of Ma Shuo.

"Alive, alive?"

Joining Ma Shuo again, Ling Feng grabbed his arm and said in surprise: "The armor is alive?

"Shhhh ”

Ling Feng was very curious about the armor, but he also knew that what Ma Shuo said was right. Now is indeed not the time to ask about these little things, so I couldn't help but sigh softly and reluctantly agree to this suggestion.

Five minutes later, the six bright posts and six dark posts were all killed, and Ma Shuo, dressed in black iron armor, walked alone to the improvised camp with a sledgehammer in his hand.

Coming to the middle of the three grass-yellow tents, Ma Shuo lifted the sledgehammer with one hand and smiled coldly: "Ahem, ahem, gentlemen, it's time to get up and eat!"

As soon as these words came out, I only heard a chaotic sound of "jingling bells" in the tent, but after just a dozen seconds, it suddenly became quiet.

No one chose to come out, and they all hid in their tents, as if everything was an auditory hallucination.

Seeing this, Ma Shuo smiled coldly again, took out the woodpecker and aimed at the tent in the middle, and pulled the trigger one after another without hesitation.

"Matthew Wynne is not there?" After firing fifty rounds, he quickly replaced the magazine, retracted the woodpecker under his armpit, and asked aloud again: "If you are here, please come out, your old friend is here!"

Arrogant!

This is the only characteristic that Ma Shuo is showing now, and the only characteristic that can be felt inside the tent.

Suddenly, after a whispered discussion in the middle tent, the voice that Ma Shuo will remember for the rest of his life slowly sounded: "I'm Matthew Wynne, who are you?"

"You'll find out when you come out. Ma Shuo's eyes concealed a murderous aura that would explode at any time, but his voice responded in an extremely flat voice: "I'm the only one here, not to mention the great divine envoy, will you be afraid of me alone?"

As soon as the words fell, I heard a sound of footsteps in the tent, walked to the door and gently lifted the curtain, and the tall and mighty figure holding a sledgehammer suddenly appeared in front of Ma Shuo's eyes.

The moment the two looked at each other, Matthew Wynne couldn't help frowning: "Take off your armor and let me see which old friend it is!"

Ma Shuo immediately raised his hammer with both hands and bowed down, and his whole person's momentum became cold in vain: "You'll know it right away!"