Marcy's expression instantly froze, and then he smiled strangely, reaching out to touch Vivien's shoulder, but was silently blocked by several mercenaries.

Marcy, who has been in love for almost ten years, although he has no decision, is armed with water. But the aspect of women is really invincible, and I don't know how many women have been discarded after being played with by him. But since he happened to meet the angelic Vivien, he never paid any emotion, and he fell into it all of a sudden.

After the end of the day, I began to follow like a fart, I don't know why, but the parents of both sides agreed silently in this matter, and only made a symbolic block.

Since then, Marcy has been even more unscrupulous, surrounded by the goddess in his heart like a fly every day, but Vivian, who is innocent and looks very deceitful, has never been a minus to him.

His face was a little bruised, and his already little patience was almost exhausted, and he lightly struck his horse away from the center of the line.

On the contrary, Revent on the tree grinned happily, and scared the little squirrel who had finally climbed up the top of the tree again.

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The sun was gradually turning towards noon, and the slight wind had shed the last trace of chill and blew gently.

This is indeed one of the few good weather in the cold region located in the north, and it should be said that it is the most suitable day for hunting.

But a large group of capable mercenaries, with a playboy who tried hard to show himself in front of the goddess, worked hard for almost a morning, and the harvest was only a demon deer, a fox wolf, and an ugly-looking bone bird.

None of them are considered to be great monsters, at least everyone here has the strength to catch them. But this whole morning, it is true that only a few humorous things have been hunted.

While laughing a few times, Lei Wente on the side was also a lot anxious for them.

As for the reason for this, it is naturally the masterpiece of the innocent Miss Vivien. Almost every time she hunts a demonic beast that is not vicious, this eldest lady will definitely blink her big watery eyes and run over to the side to listen to her thoughts.

It's so pathetic! It's so pathetic.

In the end, it wasn't until she had let go of almost all her prey that she smiled happily.

And Marcy, who was counting on showing his skills and attracting the attention of the goddess, has been piercing a gray wind rabbit through the heart with a dashing wave of his hand. For the rest of the morning, Vivien looked at the feud in her eyes, and when she got closer, she screamed.

Cold-blooded, perverted, devilish.

All sorts of titles were thrown in the man's face.

The thunder at the top of the tree was still gnawing on the fruit indifferently, and the little squirrel shrank to the side, and the strength to run away was gone.

Spit out the kernel in his mouth, and the group below has already pounced on the mat and put the sumptuous food to eat, and the tempting aroma slowly wafted to his nose, this thing twitched vigorously, and glanced at the mercenaries who were about to kill the prey barbecue but were stopped again.

Touching his stomach fiercely, Lei Wente became indignant first.

"If you change the fat man below, see if I don't smoke you to death."

Under Vivien's innocent and bright smile, no one had any temper, except for a wilting fat man on the tree.

Suddenly, a faint howl from the depths of the woods reached everyone's ears. I don't know what this cry means, but they are just a little worried about the appearance of scattered monsters, and they simply sent a group of guards, all of them are the elite of the regiment in order to protect the young lady, and this group of people who have experienced countless lives and deaths will naturally not put a random roar into their hearts.

But the eyes of the treetop lit up and the smile he had been waiting for for a long time.

Turning over slightly, he was like a huge lizard, and after a few ups and downs, he slid down the tall branches, and his body shrank violently into the half-human-high vines.

The grass not far away was messily tangled, and a small cloth bag was buried in it and kept wriggling, and there was an opening in the center of the bag, and white gas was spewed out from it from time to time, indicating that it was a living creature struggling.

Revent's brain was a little excited, and his pupils were slightly red, and every time he played a prank, he always had some irrepressible pleasure, which had become a sick appearance.

A pair of hands that are not good-looking, a few flexible twists, light notes like waving on the blues, rose to the height of art in that instant. The rope at the mouth of the bag was untied in the blink of an eye, and a puppy-like creature rolled out of it, its limbs not very symmetrical, as if its front paws were much longer than its hind limbs, and with a slightly transparent wing membrane, but now it was all neatly tied up like a pig to be slaughtered.

There was also a cloth belt tied around his mouth, so he could only let out a faint low whimper as he struggled, but inadvertently, he could see a small sharp tooth covered with cold light in the grinning gap.

The puppy's body seems to have a layer of unreceding milk hair, accompanied by big dark green eyes, and it is very cute.

But everything was waste wood in Rewent's eyes, and he untied the rope with his own rudeness, and the puppy below whined in pain, and his eyes quickly filled with droplets.

The hard-hearted fellow remained indifferent, as if the word cold-blooded had always been in tune with him, and finally took a breath, and he untied the strip of cloth from the puppy's mouth twice. Then the mouth groaned, and a finger struck its head, and in an instant a thin layer of black mist filled the turquoise pupils.

Level 2 dark magic, fog magic, can temporarily incapacitate the opponent's visual ability, but when casting the spell, you must touch the opponent's visual nerves. For the archmages who can breathe for half a day after taking two steps, it is something that is better than nothing.

Lei Wente grinned inadvertently, and as soon as he put his hands down, the little thing fell directly to the ground, and he screamed in a low voice with his head suffocated, and then sniffed desperately with his big nose. Behind him, Lei Wente took the opportunity to shoot behind, and the puppy staggered towards the place where the food smelled, it seemed to be hungry all morning, and every time there was always a parent in the place where the food smelled.

"Wow! What a cute puppy, why is it here alone, is it lost? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my sister will come to hug. ”

Soon after, Vivien's cry of surprise rang out from the mercenary's direction.

A few mercenaries staggered vigilantly, and from time to time they also threw a small thing on their stomach, which seemed to be not dangerous, and then turned their eyes away.

In this world where the evolutionary power of demonic beasts is almost proportional to the volume of appearance, an animal of this size and weak limbs can be seen at a glance as a thing that is not in any danger.

Except for a few mercenaries who wanted to come up and observe and see what the cubs were, they were blocked by Wei Wei with peace of mind. Even Marcy, who wanted to show his love and save his impression, was also blocked, and the little thing did not attract more attention in the mercenary group.

This is just the periphery of the outer periphery of the Warcraft Forest, except for some small carnivores, almost all of them are herbivorous ornamental Warcraft, which was originally a symbolic play here with the eldest lady.

Anything really threatening can't appear here, after all, Warcraft's territorial concept is very strong.

The little thing was suddenly picked up, trembling slightly, and then sniffing at Vivien's body with a big nose, and the girl with her hairy mouth stabbing let out a cheerful laugh.

A few mercenaries, who were still a little vigilant, also smiled and gave up watching, and the eldest lady was happy.

As if he had a strong sense that it wasn't his parents, the little one suddenly began to struggle hard, shaking his head from time to time and whining.

"Oh good! Don't make a fuss! Sister feeds you. ”

Vivien's little hand gently stroked the little one's head, trying to quiet it, but then another slight hiss came from the forest, making the little one even more manic.

Finally, the anomaly attracted the attention of the mercenaries, who had struggled in blood and felt that there was something strange in the air.