Infinite Heroes Seat

　　 Inside the tent, lying gently on Akara's plump breasts, Mo Wen was enjoying the faint aftertaste. Akara's white and smooth skin made him particularly comfortable.

But at this moment, Mo Wen's ears moved and he seemed to notice something. He reluctantly got up from Akara and gently squeezed the beauty's face, "Little beauty, wait for me, wait for my brother to solve it. The guy who got in the way Andariel will come back to accompany you again."

　　 There was a rustling sound of dressing, Mo Wen walked out after putting on his equipment.

　　 Outside the tent, Lilian stood there with a cold face, watching Mo Wen walk out, her hand holding the javelin was tight, her eyes fixed on Mo Wen.

　　 Mo Wen didn't care, "Let's go, there is not much time left for us." He strode towards the teleportation array.

　　 Lilian took a deep breath, turned to look at Mo Wen's tent, with a trace of murder in her eyes, but finally followed Mo Wen and left.

"Oh -" Akara sighed slightly in the tent, sat up, his white body was blue and purple, and there were traces of joy everywhere, and he rolled up the blanket under him tightly, as if he was able to do so. Bring yourself a touch of warmth.

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Taimo Heights, the last village before reaching the monastery. It is said that standing here can vaguely see the magnificent gate of the monastery. The mountains on the high ground separate the western forest and the eastern continent, blocking the eastward advance of rain, and at the same time. Created the Alanok Desert.

　　 The white mist shrouded the entire high ground in the early morning. Although it was not enough to reach the point where the five fingers could not be seen, it also obstructed the vision from a distance.

　　 In the mist, a sound of footsteps came slowly, from far to near, and stopped in a remote corner.

　　 There is a teleportation station, a square stone brick with two low torches shining with faint blue light, and a circular complex magic circle is carved in the center of the stone brick.

　　 The figure in the twilight got closer and closer, gradually revealing its outline.

　　 are two adventurers.

　　 The first one was a very handsome man, about 17 or 18 years old. He is nearly two meters tall, has faint blond hair, and his eyes are different colored pupils of gold and silver. He has a long and narrow tattoo tattooed on one side of his face. He is wearing armor and holding a machete in his hand.

Behind him was another adventurer, a very beautiful and heroic woman, a red shirt wrapped in leather armor, tall and slender, a pair of ** swayed up and down with the pace, and the golden ponytail behind his head followed the breeze. Flutter.

　　 The woman holds a javelin in one hand and a small shield in the other hand.

After a few days of fighting, Mo Wen and they finally arrived at the teleportation station located in Taimo Heights. At this time, there were nearly two days before the agreed time. However, looking at the situation around the teleportation station, Mo Wen felt a little embarrassed. Touched his nose.

　　 "It looks like we are a step late."

There was a pungent smell of blood near the teleportation station. There were dozens of corpses, skeleton mages, wire-haired mice, and fallen Roger. Most of them were divided into two by people. There was blood everywhere. The ground near the teleportation array was stained red.

"Bruce has already been here." Mo Wen looked at a corpse. Only the violent barbarians can cause this effect, and only they have this power, and among the barbarians in the camp, there is this. The ability to solve dozens of monsters in one go, and only Bruce has this motivation to do this kind of thing.

　　 Lilian glanced at him and said coldly: "If it weren't for someone wasting time, we should have been faster."

　　 Since leaving Camp Rogge, Lilian has never given Mo Wen a good face. At this time, Mo Wen will naturally not ask for trouble. If he said something casually, he fooled the topic.

　　 It was too early to the agreed time, and the two of them did not shy away from it. They set up a tent beside a pile of corpses, closed their eyes in it, and regained consciousness. After all, they had been fighting for a few days, and they also needed to adjust.

　　 Time passed quickly. When Mowen was resting, one day had passed, and this day was the appointed day.

　　 While nibbling on the dry food in his hand, Mo Wen looked at the mist that never cleared outside, "Lilian, do you think Jacob will come?"

　　 Motaya, Anna, and Diss had already died in battle, and Bruce had obviously been here before. With his character, he should not miss this action, and the only uncertainty is Druid Jacob.

　　 Judging from the situation in the Burial Grounds, Jacob’s strength may be difficult to come here, but it is not impossible that it is not!

　　 "I don't know." Lilian remained taciturn.

　　 "Founder will not have any influence."

　　 "He is too weak!"

　　 The Valkyrie-like Lilian sat quietly on the ground of the teleportation formation, and didn't think there was anything wrong with her evaluation of her former teammates.

　　 But it seemed to be responding to her words, and a wolf howl sounded in the mist.

　　 There was a rush of footsteps, and the white giant wolf standing up rushed out of the fog.

　　 The snow-white paws were stained with dazzling blood, a tongue stuck out from his long mouth, and a pair of green vertical pupils revealed a crazy look.

Seeing the werewolf exuding a strong wild aura in front of him, Lilian frowned and picked up the longbow on the ground. This is no longer the temperament that a druid should have. It is not so much a human being, but rather the one in front of him. This thing is more like a beast.

　　 "Jacob?" Mo Wen also picked up the scimitar and shield, and asked tentatively.

　　 The white werewolf gave out a faint golden light, the snow-white fur shrank back, and his stature continued to shrink, becoming a young man about twenty years old.

　　 "It's me." Jacob's face was a little gloomy, his head lowered slightly, and he spoke lightly.

　　 Mo Wen put away the weapon in his hand, frowning and said, "Why did you become like this? It looks like you have really become a beast when you look just now."

　　 "It's nothing, it's just a breakthrough in strength, and I can't control it for a while." Jacob didn't lift his head, but casually found a place to sit up.

　　 "Has Bruce not arrived yet?" he asked flatly.

　　 Mo Wen shook his head, "Who knows what he did. After leaving a corpse here, he disappeared."

　　 "Really?" Jacob stopped talking~www.wuxiamtl.com~ closed his eyes and rested.

　　 The atmosphere fell silent for a while, Jacob's eyes were closed tightly, Lilian silently sorted out her equipment, carefully checked the arrows, and Mo Wen wiped her machete.

A few hours later, Lilian's brows wrinkled slightly, not only because Bruce hadn’t shown up, but also because Jacob secretly looked at her eyes from time to time. The beast-like gaze made her very uncomfortable. .

　　 "What are you looking at!" Lilian said coldly.

　　 "I--" Jacob's face became stiff, and he wanted to lower his head subconsciously, but then he thought of something, his eyes changed, and he looked straight at Lilian, his eyes wild indescribably.

　　 Mo Wen realized that Jacob's eyes turned greenish some time ago, and his pupils were also developing toward vertical pupils.

　　 "Do you want to die!" Seeing Jacob's provocation, Lilian clenched the longbow in her hand, hit the arrow, and aimed at Jacob.

　　 "Try it!" The snow-white giant wolf reappeared next to the teleportation formation, Jacob's eyes were infatuated, but more nakedly possessive, as if staring at his prey.

　　 Seeing the two of them, they were about to start their hands.

　　 "Enough!" A cloud of blue aura bloomed, and the biting cold made their movements stiff.

　　 Mo Wen stood up and said, "If I have the strength, I will keep the Envoy to Andariel," Mo Wen continued after taking a look at them, "Bruce has come over."