Under Duhard's guidance, Mo Xuan and his party were like mad dogs, raiding and destroying everywhere, and the werewolf caused great pain.

At first, Mo Xuan still had the heart to guide his subordinates to kill the escapees, but later the secret lurking has become a race against time and life, they are exercising every day, they are constantly escaping, killing all the lives that may reveal their walking route.

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As soon as the heavy rain stopped, the cold wind blew the bone-chilling cold to spread across the earth, and the moisture that was blown dry took away the heat of the objects they were attached to, making it even colder between heaven and earth.

"What the fuck shit. Abigay slammed the cup on the table, and the steaming water splashed out.

What could be worse than now, Abigai felt powerless at the situation in front of her.

From the high morale at the beginning, to the current demoralization, it is only a few months.

The cold and heavy rain took the lives of many wounded soldiers, and even the healthy werewolves began to get sick.

Reportlem implemented what is called a turtle policy, allowing Abigai's situation to get worse and worse, that is, not moving at all, making Abigai expect humans to come out and fight a complete defeat to divert the attention of the soldiers.

As for the news of Abigai's father, Abigai was no longer hopeful, and he was now only thinking about how to bring his men back.

As for those who do not belong to his faction, why should he care? Only what is in his own hands is the most real.

Arrowstone Castle, Marshal's Mansion, Potlaim was on official business, the tired look on his face had disappeared, did the corners of his mouth turn up to show that the elderly hero was in a very good mood inside.

"Marshal, Grand Magician Gucci asks to see you. The guards of Potlem looked at the old man in front of him with reverence, in the eyes of the guards, the Mali Kingdom under the command of Potlem once again destroyed the desire of werewolves to ravage the Mali Kingdom, it was really remarkable, at least he couldn't do it.

What he was doing, Potlem was very puzzled: "Well, please ask the Grand Magician Goose." ”

After a while, Gerch wore his sloppy magic robe that had not changed for thousands of years, and walked in with hurried steps: "The marshal is done, it is done." Grockey, surprised, held up a bottle in his hand, and half a bottle of emerald liquid was stirring.

"What is this," Portlem asked very strangely, and suddenly a strong pungent smell rushed over him, and for a moment Portlem's face turned green, and Portlem rubbed his nose: "Gerch, can't you clean up your hygiene first?"

"Hygiene?" Gerch was stunned for a moment, then reacted, pulled up his sleeve, and then sniffed hard: "Nothing?" Gerch looked at Potlime with a strange expression.

Although Potlime knows about this kind of problem, it would hurt Gucci's face too much if he told the truth, how to say that the great magician is also in the middle and upper class in the Mali Kingdom: "Uh, you, yes is you, what to hide, you take Gucci Magician to take a bath first and change into cleaner clothes." ”

The guard, who was still dodging just now, had to make a bitter face and leave with Ge Qi, who was still puzzled.

After Gerch left, Potlaim let out a long breath, and then hurriedly ordered his subordinates to open the doors and windows, waiting for the cold wind outside to blow into the room, and for a while Potlaim only felt that the air was so fresh, especially after this kind of rain, the air with the fragrance of earth was even more beautiful.

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"My lord, there is a small tribe ahead, about five or six hundred people. The soldiers who were scouting ahead ran back out of breath.

"Yes. Mo Xuan nodded, and the scout went down, and then Mo Xuan stood on the chariot and shouted in a deep voice: "All ready, array, ready to charge." ”

"Roar. The heavy barbarians roared in unison, and their loud voices shook the heavens and the earth. The barbarian who was still lazy just now on the chariot was instantly in good spirits, and it was more effective than eating the little blue pill.

"Illusion ready. In the center of the convoy, as the captain of the magic team appointed by Mo Xuan, Colbert began to give orders, and the movements that he had mastered hundreds of times were reproduced in the hands of these magicians.

After a fluctuation of magic, the large convoy disappeared, and in front of everyone, a werewolf spirit rider appeared.

The process of the battle was not remarkable, everything was very skillful, the illusion concealed the figure and approached, and then the chariot accelerated, and the entire tribe was crushed in an instant, the only thing that surprised Mo Xuan was that there were two shamans and a team of wolf cavalry in this small tribe, which was extremely luxurious for such a small tribe.

After the charge, the barbarians cleaned up the battlefield, and the magicians began to rest and recuperate, and after such a long run, these magicians had already developed the ability to enter a meditative state at any time.

"Lord, we have made a new discovery. Finn shouted and ran in front of Mo Xuan.

As soon as he heard Fein's words, Mo Xuan suddenly came to his senses: "What do you find, let's go and see." Then he said to Corbett beside him.

"Please. Colbert didn't say much, and let Mo Xuan go first with one hand.

Mo Xuan is also not polite, whether it is in terms of strength, power or identity, Mo Xuan is much stronger than Coubert.

These days, relying on his excellent achievements, Mo Xuan has gradually conquered the magicians in the team, including Corbett in front of him.

From the beginning, Mo Xuan and Corbett did not have any conflict, all the causes were because of Chebman, and under Cobbert's sincere apology, Mo Xuan greatly forgave this great magician who was proficient in illusion magic.

To be honest, Colbert's character is good, his magic cultivation, and personality cultivation are too much beyond Chebman, so Mo Xuan doesn't understand why Chebman has become like this under the teaching of such an excellent magician.

And until now, Chebman has been very honest, and Mo Xuan was a little surprised by his honesty, the changes in this former gentleman are too great.

After reaching the low point, what appeared in front of Mo Xuan were several male surnames with only a few strands of cloth hanging on their bodies, these male surnames were between one meter six and one meter seven tall, and their bodies exposed one by one, which can be described as real bones These male surnames are a head lower than Mo Xuan, and they are even shorter like little chicks in front of Finn's barbarians, and now they are trembling in front of Finn. There was nothing surprising about this, the only thing that was surprising was that the men all had gray-white wings behind them, and the huge wings behind them made them look really disproportionate.

"This, this, is this... Mo Xuan was taken aback when he saw Finn's discovery.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the Wingman. Cowbert next to him said.

"Well, I thought it was an angel. Mo Xuan said secretly in his heart.

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