For some reason, when McDonald saw a virtual idol with a blue single ponytail appearing in front of him, his heart was filled with a sense of disobedience.
It’s not that this cute girl who looks like a goddess when she sings and a psychopath when she plays games has a bad image.
The average person in China has white pores!
Why don't you give me some white hair anyway?
【Change a batch!】
In the spiritual world, Mai's movements completely imitated the cousin who went on a blind date next door during the Chinese New Year. When the cousin saw the matchmaker bringing in five girls, he glanced at them and said the same thing. For some reason, two
The girl bowed professionally, and then the cousin and the two of them were embarrassed.
Too far away...
etc!
What do you mean by changing me to a white-haired dog-eared girl wearing a vagina on the lower body and a few circles of bandages on the upper body?
Isn't this more bitter?
Even though I know that Vereesa is over a thousand years old, I can still easily associate her with her good figure.
My filial piety will harden!
Ahem!
When someone asked to change to another one, he was suddenly prompted by the system: [The first time skinning and changing the skin does not count, any subsequent skinning to change the target appearance will cost an additional 5,000 gold coins].
This is so fucking embarrassing.
But after changing the outer skin, it's not that irritating at least.
So, there was Mai's clear eyes.
Women, especially beautiful women, are very proud.
If you ignore her beauty, you will be hated, and you will complain in your mind that you have something wrong with your eyes.
If you look at someone who is too lewd and can't stop looking at it, the old pervert will be even more disgusted.
The real standard operation should be to look at it with appreciation. A gentleman loves beauty and takes what he has... Well, it should be viewed from a distance and not played with.
Unintentionally, McDonald's did it.
At this moment, he didn't know that he had gained a favorable impression for no reason.
Hong Kong Zhen, he stayed away from Vereesa.
According to history, Vereesa is one of those rare heroes who survives from the early stages of the version to the later stages. If she really messes with him, wouldn’t he not be able to go back for decades? Even if one year here is equal to one month on Earth,
Maybe Cuihua's children will be able to call him uncle by then.
No, the more beautiful a woman is, the more deceptive she is.
I - the legendary single-minded McDonald swears a poisonous oath here, if I mess with her I will...
At this time, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in the distance, followed by a loud bang.
Well, there should be some Taoist friends who are going through the heavenly tribulation, and I swear it has nothing to do with someone like me.
In any case, McDonald, who had not been able to obtain Vereesa's beauty through tricks, was able to greet Vereesa with the most peaceful attitude: "Do you need something to drink? Mr. Windrunner."
"No, I'm just here to congratulate you on your victory in the first battle. I also want to apologize for my previous rudeness." After saying that, Vereesa bowed slightly.
This scene made ABC, the guard behind McDonald's, salivate.
Only McDonald is willing to calm down - nonsense! In his vision...
I'm so sorry for A!
McDonald's eyes were indifferent and he waved casually: "It's all trivial. If Mr. Windrunner likes it, there will be more delicious food at the celebration banquet after the annihilation of Zumashal. At this time, since the common enemy has allowed humans and high elves to meet again
Come together. Then let us cooperate more sincerely this time."
The completely different reaction from the other party made Vereesa unknowingly increase her favorability by 50!
"Is there anything I can do?"
"How many elites have you brought?"
"Not many, just five or six, but all of them are strong enough to fight one against a hundred."
Serijek was a little disdainful, but McDonald believed it.
The three Windrunner sisters are already very strong, and there are only a few weaklings who hang out with them.
"What we want is elites! We have powerful long-range troops, but we lack the means to discover the troll shadow hunters, and we also lack guidance." He smiled, thought for a moment, and took out a pile of paint for 3D maps: "Here are some paints.
It will be very conspicuous even at night. If you find a gathering of shadow hunters, just apply this stuff on the arrow feathers and shoot near them."
"That's it?"
"That's it!"
The beautiful woman arrives gracefully and leaves gracefully.
McDonald has nothing to regret: Sisters Windrunner and I are destined to be prodigal princes and tool men!
Remember! If you want to go back, don’t have anything to do with the women here!
After seeing off Vereesa, Macdonken led the people to the back camp, where the gifts he planned to give to the Moss Rotten Trolls were stored.
Touching the thick mortar barrel, McDonald couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
At this point in time, the dwarves and humans are not in an alliance, and the dwarves' steam tanks are quite deceptive, running all over the place, and those spaceships that fly in the sky have not been developed yet, let alone the [Breaking Sky] or something like that.
The only reliable thing is the mortar, which was obtained in exchange for N tons of Thorium ingots.
Nothing major happened that night, and the next day, as expected, the advancing Centipede Chariot convoy encountered a strong blockage.
As intelligent creatures, the trolls quickly adjusted their tactics. They no longer attacked the convoy with javelins and spears in vain, but instead threw a large number of stones.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Large and small rocks rained down on the top of the car, making people feel that the car would fall apart at any time.
Unexpectedly, the roof of the car was not smashed through, but the wheels of several cars were broken, or the suspension system of the imitation car was broken. Without the wheels, even if the person pushing the car was a professional, it would be difficult to push the car.
Push up the steep slope.
At this time, the mortar unit set up on the mountainside platform showed its power.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!" After a strange muffled sound, fist-sized black spots fell from the sky, and the trolls entrenched on the cliff suffered a fatal blow.
Trolls have powerful self-healing abilities, which does not mean that their bodies are as hard as steel, nor does it mean that they can be resurrected indefinitely as long as they keep their head on.
When body tissue loss reaches a certain level, death is inevitable.
Over there, just a few sneaky arrows could trigger an artillery attack. Seeing the flesh and blood of the trolls flying everywhere, Vereesa and the others felt relieved.
"This thing works great! If we can get it, can we consider attacking Zul'Aman?" Halduron Brightwing excitedly suggested to Vereesa.
Vereesa shook her head: "That's not right. First, there are more Amani trolls. Second, the forest terrain places great restrictions on this kind of weapon."
In any case, the trolls are on the street, which is the joy shared by humans and elves.
The trolls initially tried to approach the mortar position on the mountainside, but they were ambushed by crossbowmen and elves who were waiting for them. Finally, the trolls had no choice but to retreat the next day after leaving more than two hundred corpses behind.
This is definitely a heavy loss for the Rotten Moss clan, which only has a total number of 2,000 people.
The coalition forces took the opportunity to advance to the next mountainside high ground, where they could even vaguely see the huge altar of Zumashal.
