"Mrs. Leren, there are a bunch of Beamons outside!"

The centaur whispered.

Alice poked her head out of the blacksmith shop and shrank back in disgust. "It's Locke!"

Leren closed his letter and couldn't help but frown. Why did Yang Dashuan come out every time he came to something, and it was when Yang Dashuan was not in the territory?

Including all the inventory in the warehouse, the armor was only about 7,000 to 8,000. What should Viscount Viscount Vimede do after giving it to Locke? Leren was a little embarrassed. After thinking about it, she still planned to wait for Yang Dashuan to come back to deal with this matter.

After all, Beamon is not a good person, only Yang Dashuan can deal with them.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, your brother-in-law is here to see you!"

Locke's broken gong sounded suddenly, and the guy directly slipped into the territory on his horse, and the bear goblin slaves didn't stop him.

"What should I do?" Joan of Arc blinked and looked at Alice. She knew that Alice hated Fox to the core!

"What else can I do? After all, he is our elder brother-in-law, so I have to go and greet him." Leren put his letter in his arms. "Let's go out to greet him."

Locke kept wandering around the territory on a horse, and the speed of the territory development was beyond his imagination. Half a year ago, this place was still a deserted and broken place. Unexpectedly, when he came here this time, Locke almost recognized it.

Listening to the lively shouts in the territory and the beautiful iron thunder, Locke couldn't help but burst into tears.

He wanted to see the quality of these weapons immediately.

Riding on a foal, Locke's eyes swept across the blacksmith shop on the roadside, and two familiar figures emerged.

"Oh, my sister, are you living well?" Locke jumped off the foal and greeted him enthusiastically.

Thad blocked Locke's path with his huge belly, looking angry.

Locke smiled awkwardly.

"It seems that I forgot about this guy. Who sold me here at the beginning?" Alice cursed fiercely. "I wish I could slap him twice."

"Brother-in-law, welcome you again." Leren nodded politely to Locke.

With the lights, Locke's eyes suddenly solidified.

In addition to her familiar cousin, and the night elf she had seen, there was also a blonde standing behind them. The beauty of the three girls was enough to make the entire moonlight dim.

This kid is very lucky.

Locke swallowed and spitted, his face full of envy.

I glanced at my sister, and she was wearing gold and silver.

"Alice, my father misses you very much." Rock smiled and nodded at his cousin.

"Please call me Mrs. Peter!" Alice replied with a angrily face. "What are you here? Who asked you to come?"

Locke's eyes swayed.

Why didn't he know that Alice was still resenting herself?

I'm afraid no woman can tolerate her relatives selling herself to others for the sake of her own interests. If Alice really speaks to Locke with a good voice, I'm afraid Locke will suspect that Alice's brain is broken.

Smiled awkwardly.

Locke really didn't dare to look at Alice's gaze, and secretly floated his eyes to Joan of Arc standing beside Alice.

The wasteland in mid-May is still in the dry season.

The hot weather makes it unbearable for everyone.

All the men in the territory were shirtless, and the elves also wore cool short suits, and Joan of Arc, who loved beauty, was no exception. Although the sky was dim, this could not block the slender legs under her short skirt.

These legs are enough to make men of any race crazy.

Locke's eyes were straightened on the spot.

"Thad, slap him twice!" Joan of Arc was so uncomfortable that he was staring at the sunshine.

The ogre's big slap directly grabbed Locke's collar. After two slaps, Locke's face suddenly swollen. "Let you see, you can see our Madame Joan of Arc?"

Locke felt aggrieved.

I wanted to beat this ignorant ogre, but my companions who followed me were stopped outside.

"Say, what are you doing?" Alice looked at her cousin who was beaten, without any sign of comfort or sympathy.

Lock blinked his eyes and got upset from the ground with grievance.

Is it unnecessary to say that anyone who has no choice will run from the tribe to this wasteland where Bode can't even shit.

"I'm here to get the weapon!" Locke was about to speak.

There was a commotion outside the territory.

What's going on?

Leren frowned, threw down Locke and walked towards the entrance of the town.

The slave didn't know what was going on, and was holding on to a group of Beamon. The situation didn't seem too good, and Beamon's emotions were a little intense.

"Locke, what's going on? Let your people be honest!" Alice turned around and said to Locke who rushed over.

These behemoths are not good at dealing with their troubles, and the centaurs emerged from the territory, fearing that these guys would riot.

"Cousin, this... this is not my person!"

Lock blinked his eyes and said with a grievance. "My people are stationed on the south side of your territory, at least half a kilometer away from here."

As he said that, Locke pointed to the south side.

Alice was stunned for a moment and hurriedly followed Locke's fingers. There was still a fake, half a kilometer away from the territory, there were crowds of people and swimming torches. At least about four or five hundred people were there. Since it wasn't the behemoth brought by Locke, who did they come with?

There are quite a few people in this group of behemoths, most of them are strong behemoths in the tribe, with wide body and fat body, and one is as good as two bear goblins. Only ogres can barely resist their constant rushing into the territory.

"stop!"

The movement here attracted the attention of all the residents in the territory.

The elf girls quickly drilled out with their hard bows. They pulled up the bowstrings in their hands without hesitation and aimed at Bimon who was rushing in front.

Leren's face wasn't very good-looking either.

No matter how hard she could not figure out where these behemoths came from.

Looking at Alice in confusion, Alice shook her head. She could see that although there were only two types of behemoths - mammoths and taurens, they were not strong warriors that their family could support. Moreover, these taurens had copper rings on their noses, and they saw advanced tauren warriors.

It is estimated that only the big families in the tribe can afford these two types of warriors.

"You really don't know who they are?" Joan of Arc secretly pulled Alice's sleeve. From this perspective, there must be at least four or five hundred people in this group of behemoths. And judging from their weapons configuration, I'm afraid that all the slaves in the territory will have to go out with all their strength to deal with them.

"Can I still lie to you?"

Alice was anxious, too.

How could she know which bump these behemoths came out from?

Moreover, everyone seems to be unkind and vicious. Judging from their appearance, they want to flatten the entire territory.

"Call your master out!"

Several mammoth warriors blocked the entrance of the town and shouted in a muffled voice against the ogre.

"What are you doing with Roger? You all get out of here!"

Seeing the three ladies coming, the slaves who arrived at the entrance of the town all consciously retreated. The mammoth warrior who was calling raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Does your lord pretend to be a model with a crunch? He dare not come out and let a few women stand up?"

There is no shortage of provocation and nude ridicule in the words.

Bemon outside the town suddenly burst into laughter.

"What did you say?"

Dataibao raised his brow without hesitation, "If you have any, please say it again?"

The slaves' emotions suddenly became excited. If it were before this, the slaves might not have had such a strong reaction. However, under the leadership of Yang Dashuan, the development progress of the entire territory had been seen by everyone.

In addition, Yang Dashuan also led them through difficult problems again and again, destroying one bandit after another, the public team who dared to come and invade the territory.

Such a record is not something that any indigenous lord on the wasteland can do.

Now that Yang Dashuan is being despised by someone pointing at his name, how could they not get angry?

"I said your lord is a model with a head-shrinking head. We looked for him, but he hid and asked a few little girls to come out." The mammoth warrior bit the toothpick as thick as his thumb and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. "Is it, boy?"

The mammoth warrior's index finger poked the centaur's chest hard.

"asshole!"

The Centaur was angry.

Except for the master, no one dares to speak in his chest like this.

Seeing that Da Taibao was humiliated, half of the people immediately became united in hatred of the enemy. The Thirteen Taibao was about to move forward with his weapon, and they wanted to cut off the guy's hand immediately.

"Stop it, stop it!" Alice hurriedly called out to these impulsive centaurs. "Go back to me!"

When the Mammoth Warriors saw a Fox coming out from the opposite side, the mood of the Mammoth Warriors stabilized.

"Beautiful lady, I'm honored to see you here!" The mammoth warrior politely lit his huge head.

Joan of Arc and Leren blinked and didn't say anything. At this time, perhaps only Alice, who is also Bemon, could deal with this situation.

"I am honored to see you, a powerful warrior." Alice gave a dress-raising ceremony.

"Beautiful lady, how could you be here? If I read it correctly, your chest is a priest's pin." Mammoth said carefully as he pondered his words. "Are you also deceived?"

"Cracked?" Alice raised her eyebrows and nodded subconsciously. "That's true!"

I should have been cheated, and I was also sold here by Locke.
Chapter completed!