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Clifford didn't die, he ran away. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Tang Mo couldn't believe that this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes on the surface, a righteous face, but actually not a heartless guy in his heart, broke through and escaped alone without hesitation.

Tang Mo originally thought that he would have to perform a bloody scene where good brothers would die together, how could that sentence come about? You can't be born on the same day and month of the same year, but I hope you die on the same day and month of the same year, this should be the normal plot trend, isn't it?

It turned out that Tang Mo was thinking too much. With so many people killed in the mercenary group, I don't know how many orphans and widows were left behind, if Clifford was lucky enough to return alive, not only to help the lives of these bereaved families, but also to face countless accusations. The members of the regiment were all dead and scattered, and only the regiment commander came back alive, Tang Mo could imagine what kind of suspicion and pain Clifford would face in the future.

"Sometimes, it takes more courage to live!" Tang Mo muttered with emotion, "If a person with a conscience wants to live, courage alone is not enough." Tang Mo, who was in the form of a hunting cat, couldn't make a human voice, and the sighing emotion turned into the strange meow of a hunting cat.

Hearing the cute meow he made, Tang Mo felt very strange in his heart. Obviously, these swamp hunting cats have killed a lot of humans in front of them, and now they are still having a feast of food, which is clearly a bloody and cruel picture, why is he not a little disgusted, but has a feeling of "having food and being happy"?

"This must be an illusion!" Tang Mo shook his little head and let out a few more meow meows. "Is this the ass deciding the head? Because the population is different and the problem is looked at from different angles, the concept of good and evil is not the same thing?"

A humanized expression appeared on the face of Tang Mo's hunting cat, and the pathos brought by the bloody human stump and the happiness of the race sharing a sumptuous feast existed in his mind at the same time, controlling his thinking. To the left is the beast, to the right is the man, the beast and the man are just for survival, not justice, only the choice. Tang Mo now somewhat understands the mood of the senior mage who has completely turned into a golden dragon, when the beast nature destroys reason, human nature will no longer exist.

"Orange" looked at this strange kind, and snorted and said, "Why don't you grab the food, it's almost eaten!" She circled around the olive-colored Tang Mo twice, and seeing that he still didn't move, she couldn't help but stretch out her furry paws and pat his head.

"Orange" is not a gentle human woman like Cecil, its strength is very great, Tang Mo in contemplation felt that his head was slapped twice, it hurt! He meowed and jumped: "Which bastard beat me, I don't want to live anymore!"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw "Orange" winking at him innocently, "As for it, didn't it just push you? It flicked its tail, stopped paying attention to Tang Mo, and went to grab food on its own, and soon joined the team that made a creaking sound.

It's obviously the tone of a young couple shouting for dinner, but why...... Tang Mo looked at the blood stains on the side of "Orange's" mouth and the flesh foam on his beard, and suddenly felt a little dazzling, is this also another explanation for "If you are not of my race, your heart will be different"?

Tang Mo rolled on the ground twice in annoyance, feeling not happy, and rolled two more times, he had to go crazy if he went on like this!

"You look annoyed, druid. A female voice sounded in his ears, with a smile in her words, and Tang Mo couldn't help but think of a woman smiling and caring in his mind. This is...... Human voices?

But where is the person from this place? Tang Mo, who was frightened again, jumped up with a whimper, higher than the last time. The swamp cats around him just glanced at him and stopped paying attention, this companion has always been a little nervous, probably just after being beaten by a human, poor fellow!

"Don't move, druid. The woman's voice reappeared, and there was a hint of charm hidden in the clear voice, "I need your help." ”

"But why should I help you, and who are you?" Tang Mo meowed twice, only to find that the hunting cat form could not make human voices, and could only passively listen to human language, making it difficult to communicate effectively.

"Doesn't look like you're quite willing?" Although he couldn't communicate smoothly, his humanized expression betrayed Tang Mo's thoughts, "That's not right, shouldn't you benefactors be happy to help your comrades in trouble?"

Yes, the neutral and kind druids are indeed given the title of Benefactor by the people of the continent, and they are always willing to help creatures in trouble, provided that they do not destroy nature and are not evil creatures.

"Really, I don't want to? That's not what you're thinking. The woman said faintly, "Or do you smell the evil smell of me?"

This is still a sniff?! More than nine out of nine of these professions are evil camps! This woman hiding in the shadows can lurk without being discovered by the hunting cats, and she is obviously a well-trained and skilled thief assassin! Such a person needs to seek the help of a neutral and kind druid? No kidding, okay!

"But why does she think I'm a druid?" Tang Mo felt strange, "hasn't she heard of the Transfiguration Technique? Is there such a lonely thief?" or ...... Transformation techniques, which were fashionable in the teacher's time, are no longer in vogue?"

"Little druid, hurry up and make a decision. The woman got closer, and she reached out and touched the plush head of the hunting cat Tang Mo, "It's quite cute." Tang Mo heard the woman muttering to herself.

Because he did not attack, the thief did not emerge from stealth. This is a skill that only high-level thieves have, and those rookies are completely unimaginable, and they may even be knocked out of stealth as soon as they speak, or accidentally touch something. As for those who can't even stealth, they can only be called thieves, which is simply an insult to the profession of thieves.

He couldn't see his back, but Tang Mo felt a warm, delicate, and very white little hand, stroking up and down his back. "Am I being molested?" Tang Mo felt a little confused, didn't this female thief know that she was stroking a man's back?!

Being caressed by a woman like a small animal, Tang Mo felt a little ashamed, but he couldn't resist the comfortable feeling, "It's not my fault! It's the instinct of felines!" Tang Mo made a reason for himself while enjoying it, "And even if it's a big man, there's nothing wrong with enjoying a woman's service!" He squinted his eyes, lay down comfortably, and let out a snoring moan from his throat.

The woman laughed out loud, and the sound wave was firmly bound nearby, not traveling farther, it was just the instinct of a high-level thief, and it didn't require any special skills. "Well, then, I'll say yes. ”

"What did I promise you?" Tang Mo felt that his brain was a little dull now, and it was really difficult to restrain the instinct of animals. This is different from cannibalism, the instinct to eat is contrary to the moral instinct engraved in the depths of the human soul, and the conflict is violent, so it is easy to restrain it. But this kind of touching, in the 21st century, it is said that there are studies that show that human skin actually needs to be touched, and the skin is very longing. In short, this habit does not conflict with human habits, so this instinct is difficult to restrain it.

A soft and fiery body climbed onto Tang Mo's back, and his legs clamped slightly to prevent him from slipping off his back. Two slender arms were wrapped around his neck, and leather armor was worn on his arms, and rubbing the hair on Tang Mo's neck made him feel uncomfortable. The woman was not wearing gloves, and her delicate and smooth little hand was on his chin, and she scratched it mischievously, making Tang Mo let out an annoying and comfortable moan.

What made him even more concerned was that there were two particularly soft and elastic places on his back. The woman's lying posture seemed to be a little uncomfortable, she adjusted her position, and the two soft balls also rubbed on Tang Mo's back. He suddenly felt the blood rush to his brain, and his whole body became crispy and numb, not the comfortable feeling just now, but a ...... A shiver that points to the depths of the soul.

"Uh......h I'm going to be able to do it. "The body of animals is more sensitive than that of humans, and Tang Mo, who is still a child, feels that his nose is hot, will he have nosebleeds?

"What's wrong with you?" the woman felt the strange physical changes of the "druid" under her, "Are you hot?" She seemed to suddenly understand something, and couldn't help but chuckle twice, the laughter was crisp, and it became more embarrassing to listen to Tang Mo's ears.

"My name is Melanza, and I want you to help me get out of here and go to the depths of the temple. The woman explained, "Since you are here at this time, you must be here for the same thing. Although I don't get along with your Jade Council so much...... Harmony," the woman pondered for a moment and used a more euphemistic word, "But we now have enemies to face together, so there should be no problem with cooperating for the time being, right?"

What the hell was she talking about? What is the Jade Council? Who is herself? Tang Mo had a bunch of questions in his heart, did he mistake me for someone else? Fortunately, the hunting cat form couldn't speak human language, and he meowed indiscriminately for a while, just as he agreed with Mei Lansha's statement, and this female thief didn't suspect it.

Melansha was very satisfied with his reaction, although she couldn't understand the language of the swamp hunting cat, but looking at this attitude, she must have agreed.

"I have injuries on my body, my right leg is very bad. Melantha said, "You take me out of here first, and I'll explain the rest later, I'm going to rest for a while." The negotiations were complete, and the female thief put her mind at ease.

The druids of the Emerald Council are reliable, and if they promise help, they will not turn their faces or abandon their companions, even evil ones. But this druid seems to have a different feeling than I've seen before, what is the difference? Is it the smell?

Melansha hid her head in the hair on Tang Mo's neck, her nose was very cute and she inhaled, the weakness brought by the blood loss and the warmth of her reliable companion in the predicament broke the strong psychological defense of the female thief, and she soon fell into a deep sleep after relaxing. It's just that in his sleep, his hands and feet are still tightly hugged, lying on Tang Mo's back like a koala, and he doesn't look like he's about to fall off.