I don’t know whether it should be considered a robber or a good luck for the convoy. In short, the journey is safe. Not to mention bandits along the way, even a slightly stronger monster was not encountered.

The middle-level monster that was single encountered one, twice, but before Uncle Mark could take action, the little guys in the convoy rolled up their sleeves and rushed forward.

The end of the intermediate monster was also simple. One was beaten into a meat pie by the orcs' children. The boy from the Fire Monkey tribe finally added a flame magic as his own racial talent. The monster finally sacrificed the Five Insect Temples of the convoys.

The point is that the monster meat tastes pretty good. Although the meat is a little burnt due to the heat too strong, the boy from the Fire Monkey tribe was complained a lot about this that night.

The other monster's death was more decent than the previous victim. Perhaps it was related to the elf girl wearing a garland. There was no bloody battle in the whole process. The bird-shaped monster's dive was bound by a clump of rapidly growing thorns before it even touched the body of the car. After a few hours of wail, it finally shed all her blood and died.

The thorn vines were dyed red by the blood of the giant bird, forming a tragic work of art with the corpse of the bird that maintained its head-raising voice.

Xu Mo, look at this Blood Thorn Vine? It is a special plant that only the elves cultivated. In addition to listening to stories and dining, the elf girl who stayed next to the thorn Vine was proudly showing off to me, and her expression was full of expectation to gain my recognition: I decided to name this work Hassumurnu, which translates into a common term, means the most gorgeous moment in life.

I will never forget the innocent smile that the elf girl turned around and showed me after saying this. If nothing happened to this child, she would definitely be an artist when she grew up, but if she didn't do it well, she would probably become a famous murderer at the same time.

Recalling the chilling experience that night, the convoy stopped at this time, and within a short while, Uncle Mark and others were talking to each other.

A moment later, Uncle Mark's lizard head, covered with scales, leaned into the car and greeted: Children, get out of the car and checked. After that, he nodded to me.

I shrugged at Mark, saying that I didn't care that he took advantage of it verbally, but Sano behind me was not so generous. After Uncle Mark finished speaking, Sano had already changed his eyes.

Then I shouted to Uncle Mark, and with the effect of the cloak, I quickly slapped the hand that Seno put on the hilt of the sword when turning around, and whispered: Don't always think about solving things with violence, remember to be calm.

The subordinates obey the order.

Seeing that Seno nodded and obeyed, I climbed out of the car with satisfaction. This delay caused Seno and I to become the last two people staying in the car.

After getting off the car, a team of soldiers stood in a row outside, looking at the towering arches carved from the back of the soldiers, and thought that this was Fan Carter's core city. As for the other end, Uncle Mark was talking to a winged man dressed in a small team leader. Then Uncle Mark took out a document from his arms and handed it to the squad leader for review. After a few seconds, the captain nodded and waved his hand and said: No problem, you can go in.

Several little guys slapped their companions around them and got back to the car.

When I admired the efficiency of the gatekeepers, the Wingman captain with prominent eagles looked at me and Seno and frowned: You two are not on the convoy's list, and you have to go to the city gate on the other side to pay the adventurer's toll before you can enter the city.

Sir, those two were the guards hired by our convoy during their trip. They were not a temporary partner nearby. Please give me some convenience. Uncle Mark didn't wait for me to speak, and he stepped into the middle of me and the Wingman Squad Leader. He handed a few silver coins to the Wingman Squad Leader without any trace. His hands were done in one go. Obviously, he had done this kind of thing a lot before.

Looking for the bard and maids as guards? The captain of the Winged Man put the silver coins into his arms, glanced at me and Seno again with a strange look, and then waved his hand to the soldiers behind him, indicating that the convoy could pass.

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Even though there were some minor twists and turns, Sano and I successfully entered the city, and at least we didn't have to spend time queuing meaninglessly.

Then Uncle Mark, we separated here. The convoy finally drove to a hotel, and Seno and I also said goodbye to the teammates who had been with us for many days.

After spending a long time together, I also knew that Uncle Mark sent a group of little guys to school here, and he was a noble school in the top in the demon world.

Well, take care of me. Uncle Mark nodded, but he didn't drive away immediately. Obviously, he deliberately left the little guys for the time to say goodbye to me.

The honest bear boy was very happy and said to him: I will come to play with you later.

No problem, I will stay in this hotel for the time being. When I find the house, I welcome you to play. I punched the bear boy in the chest. This thick-skinned little guy has always liked this way of interaction with friends the most.

I will play with Datou, remember to tell me more about Wukong's story. The boy from the Fire Monkey tribe handsomely played the stick in his hand. This was a weapon that was picked up from the side of the road after listening to Wukong's story. The decoration meaning is far greater than that of practical nature. As for Datou, it is the real name of the bear boy.

Yes, Big Head is its real name, not a nickname or nickname.

The children of the convoy said goodbye to me in sequence. The last time it was the elf girl wearing a garland. She stuffed a necklace into my hand and turned around and left, leaving only a back for me: I'm giving it to you.

Thank you. I looked at the necklace spread on my palm suspiciously. From the outside, it looked too simple and just strung with an unknown seed with a straw rope. Strictly speaking, it was a bit reluctant to call it a necklace.

Wow, Xu Mo, you are dead. This is a love seed that the flower elf will only give birth to one in his life. The boy from the Fire Monkey Clan who fell to the end looked at the necklace in my hand and suddenly gasped: The flower elf is the most paranoid. He can't pull anything back even if the dragon comes to pull it. Moreover, his weapon is very small and hesitant to attack the opposite sex who is approaching their lover.

After hearing the words of the Fire Monkey boy, Sano behind me suddenly nodded with enlightenment and murmured to himself: It turns out that this is how the iron nails in the boots came from these days.

Isn’t this the so-called ill and delicate?!

I really don’t know whether I should cry or laugh when I was attracted by an elf Loli who looked only ten years old. I guess I would die of old age before I could become an adult.

Ah, and it's just a sick loli.

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Miscellaneous talk:

Thank you first for the evaluation tickets given by Xia Zunjue and his friends.

Sanjiang and the application for diligence were not submitted, expressing resentment.

Let’s collect and recommend some comfort to Mao Kuan’s injured heart…

The road to writers is not easy to walk, and the servants said they were so distressed.

Sometimes I can’t help but feel unwilling to accept the signing of other books. How should I get the exposure?
Chapter completed!