Chapter 540: Stop and prepare to fight (first!)
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"Ding!"
The slaughter knife was nailed to the board in the center of Evan's arm. He was nailed to the board with a pair of trousers and a robe. The handle trembled slightly, and the cold reflected by the blade allowed the man present to subconsciously clamp his leg. .
Ewen, whose face was pale, only felt cold and chilly. At that moment, he almost thought that he would bid farewell to the identity of the male elf. The sharp blade was less than an inch away from it, and his heart stopped beating.
Obviously just an ordinary slaughter knife, but as if with a needle-like knife, looking at the slightly swaying handle, every shaking seems to be pressing his heart and nerves, hands clasped the body and slammed backwards The edge of the carriage jumped and wanted to go further from the terrible knife.
"Stab!"
The sound of the tearing of the cloth strips, and the slaughtering knife that was still nailed to the wooden board easily separated his pants from the middle, and pulled a long gap from the top down.
Evan changed his face and quickly clamped his legs. He turned over and tightened the mage robes and pants. His face suddenly turned red, and the embarrassed elephant was like a stolen monkey. The previous arrogance was completely gone.
The mercenaries looked at this scene, their expressions were a bit weird, they wanted to laugh and they had to endure, and some people had begun to lick their thighs.
"It seems that he is not just a simple chef." Xavier looked at McGonagall with some surprise, then silently turned his head away, and his mouth provoked a smile. Meg just changed the knife and completely changed the knife. The trajectory of the movement, although I don’t know if it happened to happen, or if he intended to do so, it was a big lesson that gave Evan a lesson.
Eva looked at Evan with her legs on her legs, and her face was red and stunned. Some of them hurriedly followed up and looked for their parcels. "You don't worry, I have a skirt." I will find it for you."
"The knife is slashed, the trousers are broken, the male elf wears a flower skirt, shame and shame." Amy sang softly, her face full of happy smiles.
"Ha ha ha!"
The mercenaries who were still laughing and laughing couldn’t help themselves. They suddenly laughed. The little girl was so cute, and this little mouth was a bit too powerful.
"I don't wear this kind of thing!" Evan's face was even redder, and he flew the floral dress that Eva had handed him, angering.
"But..." Eva looked at the floral skirt that was blown away by the wind and hung in the tree behind. The tears were already spinning in her eyes. It was her favorite dress.
"Shut up!" Evan whispered coldly, and there was a bit of hysteria in his voice. He had never experienced such humiliation, and he was still in front of his favorite girl. Now he wants to find a place to sneak in. .
Eva looked at Evan and sat back in her position silently. The tears slid down the cheeks slowly, and the tick fell on the ground, squinting at Meg and Amy, and the eyes were full of sorrowful colors. These two guys put The situation is like this, because they will talk to themselves like this.
"The next time you take the knife, you have to hold it steady. Otherwise, not every luck is so good." McGonagall got up and pulled out the slaughter knife from the board, watching Evan look calmly.
He is not a muddy Buddha with no joy or sorrow. He has a broad mind and a degree. If someone licks his nose, he doesn't mind letting them wake up. This knife is only nailed to the trousers. If you still want to continue the skin, Next time, the prospective position will not be biased.
"And the next time there is no small skirt." Amy followed with a serious look.
"Hey!" Evan was so angry that he trembled. Finally, he snorted again and sat down again. He was the knife he had first grabbed, but he almost cut himself. When he broke his teeth, he could only swallow his stomach. It’s already humiliating. If it continues to be entangled, the position in Sear’s heart may have to fall again. I took a look at the conspicuous knife on the board and moved the leg to the side.
Moreover, just a finger of McGonagall also made him a bit jealous, although his space magic only reached the level of one level, but the movement track of the items in flight can still be done, but can fly back before The knife, he has no way to change the direction of the slightest movement.
The mercenaries looked at McGonagall’s eyes and it became a bit different. Originally, McGonagall was a strange chef, but his straightforward character and outstanding style of work were more like a real knight, making them feel more like The text is worthy of interaction.
"Hello, I am Dennis, responsible for the charge and the role of the meat shield in the Rose Mercenary." The cow head demon looked at the re-sitting Meg and said with a smile.
"I am Scroo, I only rushed." Sitting next to Dennis, the strong orc said with a smirk.
"I am Scott, and I am generally responsible for the break." The handsome human knight sitting diagonally opposite smiled.
"I am Sam, mainly responsible for arranging traps." A middle-aged man introduced himself.
"I am Sidney, you can also call me a monkey. In addition to driving the car, I am also responsible for investigating the situation." The thin teenager who drove the car turned back to McGonagall and smiled, revealing a white, neat tooth.
"I am Shiver, the head of the Lieutenant Mercenary." Xavier looked at McGonagall.
Evan didn't look away, the blue veins on his forehead faintly swayed, suppressing the inner anger, Eva buried his head between his legs, apparently did not want to introduce himself and say hello.
"I am McGonagall, the owner of the Mimi restaurant, this is my daughter Amy." McGonagall also said with a smile. For the mercenary, such an introduction represents recognition and acceptance, although it is a little trouble with the elf. Unpleasant, but his perception of these mercenaries is good.
"I didn't expect you to be not only a chef, but also a boss. If you say this, you must be good at cooking. Can you make us a delicious meal at noon today?" Sidney is looking forward to it. Looking at McGonagall.
Other mercenaries heard the words and looked at McGonagall with their eyes.
"It's okay, if you want to eat, lunch can be handed over to me, but the ingredients may need you to help get some." McGonagall nodded and used a lunch for a ride, this person is also considered a return. Two don't owe each other.
"This is definitely, to say hunting, we are all veterans here!" The monkey said with a smile, the mercenaries also laughed.
The carriage drove forward quickly. The Unicorn is a Class 2 World of Warcraft. It has a gentle character, endurance and speed, and it is much stronger than ordinary horses. Even on this rugged road, it can maintain a good speed.
Along the way, McGonagall and the mercenaries talked and laughed. Amy interjected one or two sentences from time to time, which caused a sneer. Apart from the sullen men and women in the corner, the atmosphere was very harmonious.
"Stop, get ready to fight."
The Xavier standing in front of him suddenly came out and the carriage suddenly stopped.
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"Ding!"
The slaughter knife was nailed to the board in the center of Evan's arm. He was nailed to the board with a pair of trousers and a robe. The handle trembled slightly, and the cold reflected by the blade allowed the man present to subconsciously clamp his leg. .
Ewen, whose face was pale, only felt cold and chilly. At that moment, he almost thought that he would bid farewell to the identity of the male elf. The sharp blade was less than an inch away from it, and his heart stopped beating.
Obviously just an ordinary slaughter knife, but as if with a needle-like knife, looking at the slightly swaying handle, every shaking seems to be pressing his heart and nerves, hands clasped the body and slammed backwards The edge of the carriage jumped and wanted to go further from the terrible knife.
"Stab!"
The sound of the tearing of the cloth strips, and the slaughtering knife that was still nailed to the wooden board easily separated his pants from the middle, and pulled a long gap from the top down.
Evan changed his face and quickly clamped his legs. He turned over and tightened the mage robes and pants. His face suddenly turned red, and the embarrassed elephant was like a stolen monkey. The previous arrogance was completely gone.
The mercenaries looked at this scene, their expressions were a bit weird, they wanted to laugh and they had to endure, and some people had begun to lick their thighs.
"It seems that he is not just a simple chef." Xavier looked at McGonagall with some surprise, then silently turned his head away, and his mouth provoked a smile. Meg just changed the knife and completely changed the knife. The trajectory of the movement, although I don’t know if it happened to happen, or if he intended to do so, it was a big lesson that gave Evan a lesson.
Eva looked at Evan with her legs on her legs, and her face was red and stunned. Some of them hurriedly followed up and looked for their parcels. "You don't worry, I have a skirt." I will find it for you."
"The knife is slashed, the trousers are broken, the male elf wears a flower skirt, shame and shame." Amy sang softly, her face full of happy smiles.
"Ha ha ha!"
The mercenaries who were still laughing and laughing couldn’t help themselves. They suddenly laughed. The little girl was so cute, and this little mouth was a bit too powerful.
"I don't wear this kind of thing!" Evan's face was even redder, and he flew the floral dress that Eva had handed him, angering.
"But..." Eva looked at the floral skirt that was blown away by the wind and hung in the tree behind. The tears were already spinning in her eyes. It was her favorite dress.
"Shut up!" Evan whispered coldly, and there was a bit of hysteria in his voice. He had never experienced such humiliation, and he was still in front of his favorite girl. Now he wants to find a place to sneak in. .
Eva looked at Evan and sat back in her position silently. The tears slid down the cheeks slowly, and the tick fell on the ground, squinting at Meg and Amy, and the eyes were full of sorrowful colors. These two guys put The situation is like this, because they will talk to themselves like this.
"The next time you take the knife, you have to hold it steady. Otherwise, not every luck is so good." McGonagall got up and pulled out the slaughter knife from the board, watching Evan look calmly.
He is not a muddy Buddha with no joy or sorrow. He has a broad mind and a degree. If someone licks his nose, he doesn't mind letting them wake up. This knife is only nailed to the trousers. If you still want to continue the skin, Next time, the prospective position will not be biased.
"And the next time there is no small skirt." Amy followed with a serious look.
"Hey!" Evan was so angry that he trembled. Finally, he snorted again and sat down again. He was the knife he had first grabbed, but he almost cut himself. When he broke his teeth, he could only swallow his stomach. It’s already humiliating. If it continues to be entangled, the position in Sear’s heart may have to fall again. I took a look at the conspicuous knife on the board and moved the leg to the side.
Moreover, just a finger of McGonagall also made him a bit jealous, although his space magic only reached the level of one level, but the movement track of the items in flight can still be done, but can fly back before The knife, he has no way to change the direction of the slightest movement.
The mercenaries looked at McGonagall’s eyes and it became a bit different. Originally, McGonagall was a strange chef, but his straightforward character and outstanding style of work were more like a real knight, making them feel more like The text is worthy of interaction.
"Hello, I am Dennis, responsible for the charge and the role of the meat shield in the Rose Mercenary." The cow head demon looked at the re-sitting Meg and said with a smile.
"I am Scroo, I only rushed." Sitting next to Dennis, the strong orc said with a smirk.
"I am Scott, and I am generally responsible for the break." The handsome human knight sitting diagonally opposite smiled.
"I am Sam, mainly responsible for arranging traps." A middle-aged man introduced himself.
"I am Sidney, you can also call me a monkey. In addition to driving the car, I am also responsible for investigating the situation." The thin teenager who drove the car turned back to McGonagall and smiled, revealing a white, neat tooth.
"I am Shiver, the head of the Lieutenant Mercenary." Xavier looked at McGonagall.
Evan didn't look away, the blue veins on his forehead faintly swayed, suppressing the inner anger, Eva buried his head between his legs, apparently did not want to introduce himself and say hello.
"I am McGonagall, the owner of the Mimi restaurant, this is my daughter Amy." McGonagall also said with a smile. For the mercenary, such an introduction represents recognition and acceptance, although it is a little trouble with the elf. Unpleasant, but his perception of these mercenaries is good.
"I didn't expect you to be not only a chef, but also a boss. If you say this, you must be good at cooking. Can you make us a delicious meal at noon today?" Sidney is looking forward to it. Looking at McGonagall.
Other mercenaries heard the words and looked at McGonagall with their eyes.
"It's okay, if you want to eat, lunch can be handed over to me, but the ingredients may need you to help get some." McGonagall nodded and used a lunch for a ride, this person is also considered a return. Two don't owe each other.
"This is definitely, to say hunting, we are all veterans here!" The monkey said with a smile, the mercenaries also laughed.
The carriage drove forward quickly. The Unicorn is a Class 2 World of Warcraft. It has a gentle character, endurance and speed, and it is much stronger than ordinary horses. Even on this rugged road, it can maintain a good speed.
Along the way, McGonagall and the mercenaries talked and laughed. Amy interjected one or two sentences from time to time, which caused a sneer. Apart from the sullen men and women in the corner, the atmosphere was very harmonious.
"Stop, get ready to fight."
The Xavier standing in front of him suddenly came out and the carriage suddenly stopped.
"Ding!"The slaughter knife was nailed to the board in the center of Evan's arm. He was nailed to the board with a pair of trousers and a robe. The handle trembled slightly, and the cold reflected by the blade allowed the man present to subconsciously clamp his leg. .Ewen, whose face was pale, only felt cold and chilly. At that moment, he almost thought that he would bid farewell to the identity of the male elf. The sharp blade was less than an inch away from it, and his heart stopped beating.Obviously just an ordinary slaughter knife, but as if with a needle-like knife, looking at the slightly swaying handle, every shaking seems to be pressing his heart and nerves, hands clasped the body and slammed backwards The edge of the carriage jumped and wanted to go further from the terrible knife."Stab!"The sound of the tearing of the cloth strips, and the slaughtering knife that was still nailed to the wooden board easily separated his pants from the middle, and pulled a long gap from the top down.Evan changed his face and quickly clamped his legs. He turned over and tightened the mage robes and pants. His face suddenly turned red, and the embarrassed elephant was like a stolen monkey. The previous arrogance was completely gone.The mercenaries looked at this scene, their expressions were a bit weird, they wanted to laugh and they had to endure, and some people had begun to lick their thighs."It seems that he is not just a simple chef." Xavier looked at McGonagall with some surprise, then silently turned his head away, and his mouth provoked a smile. Meg just changed the knife and completely changed the knife. The trajectory of the movement, although I don't know if it happened to happen, or if he intended to do so, it was a big lesson that gave Evan a lesson.Eva looked at Evan with her legs on her legs, and her face was red and stunned. Some of them hurriedly followed up and looked for their parcels. "You don't worry, I have a skirt." I will find it for you.""The knife is slashed, the trousers are broken, the male elf wears a flower skirt, shame and shame." Amy sang softly, her face full of happy smiles."Ha ha ha!"The mercenaries who were still laughing and laughing couldn't help themselves. They suddenly laughed. The little girl was so cute, and this little mouth was a bit too powerful."I don't wear this kind of thing!" Evan's face was even redder, and he flew the floral dress that Eva had handed him, angering."But..." Eva looked at the floral skirt that was blown away by the wind and hung in the tree behind. The tears were already spinning in her eyes. It was her favorite dress."Shut up!" Evan whispered coldly, and there was a bit of hysteria in his voice. He had never experienced such humiliation, and he was still in front of his favorite girl. Now he wants to find a place to sneak in. .Eva looked at Evan and sat back in her position silently. The tears slid down the cheeks slowly, and the tick fell on the ground, squinting at Meg and Amy, and the eyes were full of sorrowful colors. These two guys put The situation is like this, because they will talk to themselves like this."The next time you take the knife, you have to hold it steady. Otherwise, not every luck is so good." McGonagall got up and pulled out the slaughter knife from the board, watching Evan look calmly.He is not a muddy Buddha with no joy or sorrow. He has a broad mind and a degree. If someone licks his nose, he doesn't mind letting them wake up. This knife is only nailed to the trousers. If you still want to continue the skin, Next time, the prospective position will not be biased."And the next time there is no small skirt." Amy followed with a serious look."Hey!" Evan was so angry that he trembled. Finally, he snorted again and sat down again. He was the knife he had first grabbed, but he almost cut himself. When he broke his teeth, he could only swallow his stomach. It's already humiliating. If it continues to be entangled, the position in Sear's heart may have to fall again. I took a look at the conspicuous knife on the board and moved the leg to the side.Moreover, just a finger of McGonagall also made him a bit jealous, although his space magic only reached the level of one level, but the movement track of the items in flight can still be done, but can fly back before The knife, he has no way to change the direction of the slightest movement.The mercenaries looked at McGonagall's eyes and it became a bit different. Originally, McGonagall was a strange chef, but his straightforward character and outstanding style of work were more like a real knight, making them feel more like The text is worthy of interaction."Hello, I am Dennis, responsible for the charge and the role of the meat shield in the Rose Mercenary." The cow head demon looked at the re-sitting Meg and said with a smile."I am Scroo, I only rushed." Sitting next to Dennis, the strong orc said with a smirk."I am Scott, and I am generally responsible for the break." The handsome human knight sitting diagonally opposite smiled."I am Sam, mainly responsible for arranging traps." A middle-aged man introduced himself."I am Sidney, you can also call me a monkey. In addition to driving the car, I am also responsible for investigating the situation." The thin teenager who drove the car turned back to McGonagall and smiled, revealing a white, neat tooth."I am Shiver, the head of the Lieutenant Mercenary." Xavier looked at McGonagall.Evan didn't look away, the blue veins on his forehead faintly swayed, suppressing the inner anger, Eva buried his head between his legs, apparently did not want to introduce himself and say hello."I am McGonagall, the owner of the Mimi restaurant, this is my daughter Amy." McGonagall also said with a smile. For the mercenary, such an introduction represents recognition and acceptance, although it is a little trouble with the elf. Unpleasant, but his perception of these mercenaries is good."I didn't expect you to be not only a chef, but also a boss. If you say this, you must be good at cooking. Can you make us a delicious meal at noon today?" Sidney is looking forward to it. Looking at McGonagall.Other mercenaries heard the words and looked at McGonagall with their eyes."It's okay, if you want to eat, lunch can be handed over to me, but the ingredients may need you to help get some." McGonagall nodded and used a lunch for a ride, this person is also considered a return. Two don't owe each other."This is definitely, to say hunting, we are all veterans here!" The monkey said with a smile, the mercenaries also laughed.The carriage drove forward quickly. The Unicorn is a Class 2 World of Warcraft. It has a gentle character, endurance and speed, and it is much stronger than ordinary horses. Even on this rugged road, it can maintain a good speed.Along the way, McGonagall and the mercenaries talked and laughed. Amy interjected one or two sentences from time to time, which caused a sneer. Apart from the sullen men and women in the corner, the atmosphere was very harmonious."Stop, get ready to fight."The Xavier standing in front of him suddenly came out and the carriage suddenly stopped.
