Seeing that Zhang Xiaojuan's clothes were thin, he picked out two white undergarments and two cloaks from the clothes left by the mercenaries, one undercoat was torn into strips of cloth to tie up the wounds, and the other undershirt was shortened and handed to Zhang Xiaojuan.

"Thank you, Mr. Morales!" Zhang Xiaojuan politely thanked.

Maloro looked delighted, and deliberately pulled his long, thick black curls to his chest as he put on another cloak, as if to prove something.

Zhang Xiaojuan could feel that this person was not hostile to her, and the little hairball did not warn, so she relaxed and wanted to inquire with him about the outside situation.

Maloro's sense of responsibility was a little surging, and he asked with concern: "Little roll?" What a messy name!

After making sure that the name was not wrong, he continued, "Why did you appear here alone at such a young age?" This place is very close to the Kuntaras Wasteland, and some high-level magical beasts often appear.

It is inexplicable for her to appear alone in the wasteland and the forest, and the previous distress also reminded her that this problem cannot be avoided, she lied in combination with the news she heard from the mercenary, saying that she heard that there were good things in the forbidden land, so she paid some money and followed a mercenary team in, who knew that she encountered a high-level magical beast and got separated from the team in a panic.

Maloro didn't doubt it, there were so many mercenaries now, and the personnel were uneven, not to mention bringing a child for money, even if they killed people and set fires. Maloro scoffed at such a mercenary team, and after scolding a few words, he began to reprimand Zhang Xiaojuan again, which probably means that she is stupid and stupid, and she will help her count the money when she is sold one day, and she has a bit of hatred for iron and steel.

Training people is also like a big roll, and Zhang Xiaojuan's heart is sour and warm somewhere.

"Don't worry, my home is in Tanmon City on the edge of the forest, and I am familiar with this area. You follow me, and I promise to take you out safely!" Maloro patted his chest and solemnly promised, but he accidentally patted the wound and grinned in pain.

Zhang Xiaojuan couldn't help but snicker, feeling that although this person was a little strange, he was kind-hearted and helpful.

Maloro, whose character was overrated, also laughed, laughing too loudly and pulling at the wound, which looked more ugly than crying.

Zhang Xiaojuan couldn't help but ask him the same question, "Mr. Morales, why did you appear alone in the forest? Why didn't you ask the other mercenaries for help when you were injured?"

"Those mercenaries are not trustworthy!" Maloro muttered under his breath. Especially when it comes to the forbidden land and the ten mysterious teams, Maloro has to be cautious and alone, recalling that half a month ago, ten mysterious teams suddenly came to his house, and there was a letter from the patriarch of Morales in Agutte City, asking him to receive this group of people. The Morales family has a lot of property in Tanmon City, and it is not a problem to settle more than a hundred people. Later, the mysterious team invited him to be a guide to take them to the forbidden place of Kuntaras in the forest of Kokoric, but at first Maloro refused, but then he was offered a reward that he liked, and he hesitated to accept it.

Of course, there are some of his own careful thoughts, according to his observation for half a month, he guesses that this group of people wants to go to the forbidden land to explore, after all, everyone in the world who has a little ambition and strength does not want to go to the forbidden land of Kuntaras. But he is also a very cautious person, even if the team of 100 people reassures him, but what the strength is remains to be verified.

Therefore, after entering the forest, he deliberately led them to take the route where high-level demonic beasts often appeared, wanting to test their strength. When encountering a ninth-order wind type demonic beast, the ten teams only sent one swordsman at random, and these ten swordsmen instantly entered the battle state, bursting out with crimson aura armor all over their bodies, and it was as easy as pinching an ant to death to deal with this ninth-order wind type magic beast, and even disdained the ninth-order wind system magic crystal.

Maloro was stunned, he was also a swordsman, he clearly knew what the crimson aura armor meant, that was only possessed by a great swordsman above level ten, he had always been complacent about the strength of his ninth-level swordsman, who knew that any swordsman who came out of these ten teams was a terrifying existence above level ten, so what about those who remained immovable? And those magicians hiding in cloaks?

Maloro's heart was pale, he quietly looked at the ten teams, guessing where these people came from? Is it really as he thought was going to the forbidden land to explore? Thinking of the Kuntaras demonic beasts in the forbidden land, a terrible thought immediately appeared in Maloro's mind, this group of people should not want to kill Kuntaras, right? It was a spirit-sucking demonic beast! In the hearts of the people of Tanmeng City, it was a god-like existence! He didn't want to put his life into it!

What happened in the box was so terrible that Malloro wanted to never remember it. At that time, all a hundred people were in battle mode, the swordsmen wielded silver greatswords, and the magicians raised the pitch-black battle of power, and he took the opportunity to escape.

He used all his strength to flee far, far away, until a loud noise came, the earth was trembling, and he was also shocked by the huge energy wave more than ten meters away. At this moment of horror, he glanced back, the huge figure as black as a mountain, the gray beast eyes that were cold and bloody, the sharp claws that shone with cold light like a giant sickle, and the spiritual sucking magic that was gradually drained of spiritual power like maggots attached to the bones, all gradually hidden in the dazzling white light.

That's Kuntaras!

Maloro was glad that he was far away and escaped quickly, and when he escaped from the forbidden place, his aura had been drained, and he encountered demonic beasts repeatedly, and he was seriously injured and died during his escape. The wound medicine on his body had long been used up, and if he hadn't known a little about the commonly used herbs, he would have been dead a long time ago.