Orc God-level Miner

Joemo is gone!

Take the soldiers from the killing group and rush to the first arena!

The First Noble Regiment had just returned to the ring, they were ready to deal with the fierce impact of the Northern Continent, but they did not expect that it was their own people. It doesn't matter if An Ran doesn't know Joe Mo, he doesn't know someone else. As soon as Qiao Mo walked this way, many orcs in the regiment took a hard breath unconsciously.

"Hi! Killing group!"

"It's the killing group!"

"Is the leader Jomo the leader of the killing regiment?"

...

There was a lot of discussion, and An Ran frowned. An Ran did not know the subtle status of the Slaughter Group in the Southern Continent, but he had heard of this name. On the way from the Imperial Capital to Yiri City, they encountered those two urges. Isn't it the killing group that kills the python group? Sick after letting the tiger go back to the mountain?

"Could it be that we are here for revenge?" It's okay if you don't break it. When talking about this, more than two hundred people all remembered the gentle smile on Xue Ruyue's face that day when Xue Ruyue drew on someone's face. It was supposed to be extremely warm and gentle, but at that time it looked strange. The scene that day obviously had a greater impact on them than Jomo's.

Especially for the orcs of the Er regiment, Xue Ruyue was the one of Er regiment who followed Gu Li. They finally selectively forgot that brutal and **** past. Nima is going to mention it again for Mao?

"Uh...didn't the injuries healed when they were put back? There is a magical pill from Mr. Master, whose face is smoother and smoother than before they were injured. They have no excuses for picking things up."

Dear, your thinking is too simple!

Even Jun Qianxi's brows wrinkled slightly, "Jomo is uncertain, and everything depends on his state of mind. No excuses." Generally speaking, Joe is not easy to embarrass people, although he is ferocious and bloodthirsty. Most of the methods are directed at their task targets. The mercenary contest is held every year, and every killing group is on the list, but Jomo has never made a move.

At least he didn't make it personally. Was it because of the two pawns that Jomo was irritated?

Do not. It should not be.

Or was it because those two guys didn't complete their missions, that caused Jomo to take the shot himself?

Except for the onlookers who didn't know the truth, An Ran, everyone who knew a little about the killing group was under great pressure. They would rather meet the warriors of the Great Meng period than to encounter the perverts like Jomo, oh no, the killers are all perverts, and the commander Jomo is the most.

"I, I, I... what shall we do?"

Rolling his eyes, these guys. The psychological quality is too bad, it will only scare yourself. In the first noble regiment, with leaders like An Ran, I don't know how many things I will encounter in the future.

"I said, you guys are thinking too much!" Amidst panic, An Ran looked particularly calm, until everyone's attention was attracted by this sentence, he continued to say, "Or they didn't come to us at all. Yeah!" I'll go! is it possible? Look at Joe Mo's gleaming eyes as the big bad wolf sees a little sheep. It's not weird to run to them.

Soon, Jomo passed the third ring. Standing in front of the second ring, he paused, swallowed nervously, and rubbed his hands together. Is this nervous? Jomo is nervous about that pervert? Everyone stared at him with rounded eyes. I just think it is even more magical than the eight wonders of the mainland. Is it nervous or excited? Everyone is waiting for his next move. Especially in the first and second ring of the typhoon circle.

The people in the Southern Continent knew better about the killing group. As for the Northern Continent, they only knew that there was this group every time in the limited 20 places in the mercenary competition, but they had never taken it seriously. The leader only knows to sit down with a big tiger-skin chair, and occasionally glance in the direction of the ring. Most of the time, he closes his eyes and plays with his gorgeous dagger.

gorgeous! You heard it right, not sharp, but gorgeous!

Jomo's dagger is the best in the orc continent, with a huge pigeon bloodstone embedded in the handle. This kind of stone is extremely rare in the Orc Continent, not only that, they have a special effect on the artifacts produced by the refiner. The value of the pigeon bloodstone was fired up.

Don't think that the odds of using weapons after transformation of orc warriors are very low. This thing is worthless. In the big classification of appliances, not only attackers and defensive devices, ordinary people can also use living weapons. At first, the pigeon blood stone was used as an ornamental ornament to be decorated on the utensils, and then an accident caused people to discover the function of this kind of stone.

Hemolysis is hemolysis.

Pigeon bloodstone can absorb blood. As long as a slightly spiritual device, after the pigeon bloodstone is used to fuse the owner's blood to a certain extent, it will promote the evolution of the device itself. Of course, evolution is not endless. Each device only has one time. Opportunity only. Even so, once the pigeon bloodstone is present, it can make the refiner scramble wildly. The three types of craftsmen, pharmacists, and stone gamblers are not short of money, and such top quality is something you can meet but not ask for.

What is the concept of raising a rank?

It may not be a big deal for low-level equipment, but for those holy artifacts or divine artifacts, you can't even think about it. The output of this kind of stone is extremely low. You can occasionally see a piece in the auction house. No matter how small it is, it is invaluable.

On Joe Mo's dagger, the rest was simple, with only a huge pigeon blood stone inlaid on the handle, which was extremely colorful and glowing with a deceptive luster. At this moment, he had a dagger stuck in his waist, and he himself stood in front of the second ring, followed by the massacre group, looking at the first ring close at hand with complicated emotions.

One word can describe his feelings at this time, that is, close to hometown and timidity.

Even though he is the head of the killing group, he has certain emotions that humans should have, even if he is mentally distorted and abnormal. Joe Mo was still brewing his emotions. In the second arena, the Xiris Mercenary Group, the second of the three largest regiments in the North Continent, couldn't stand it anymore. who do you think You Are? Is the superstar coming on stage? Why should everyone wait for you!

"Fight if you want, or get out if you don't. Standing here is a bird's eye!"

You have to know that when you are eager to do something, you are ready to take action when you have prepared your emotions. What does it feel like to be splashed with cold water suddenly! Jomo was very upset, the little complex awkward emotions that he rarely showed up will soon disappear. He turned his head and looked at Kirkei, the head of the Xiris mercenary group on the second ring playfully.

The people in the first ring grass mud horse mercenary group only breathed a sigh of relief. Turning to look affectionately at the people standing on the second ring with sympathetic eyes. They knew in their hearts that Jomo must have come to the first noble regiment, and the blame was for someone in the Xiris mercenary regiment to be uncomfortable. Marriage of bad guys is going to hell!

Qiao Mo was eager for so long, he was going to think about Xue Ruyue's confession. "Since you can't wait to go to hell. I will make an exception to complete you once." It was as natural as talking about the weather. After Jomo finished this sentence, under Kierkei's gloomy face, he turned and jumped into the ring.

Most of the onlookers in the Southern Continent were relieved, and finally the First Noble Group fought and beat the Profound Snake down. How could internal strife work? Instead of letting the killing group do it with the Southern Continent itself, it is better to let them fight the fire on these brazen men in the Northern Continent. At this time, everyone actually believed in the killing group. They looked at Sirius with sympathy unconsciously.

The Xiris mercenary group was held too high, they were too arrogant.

They are the second in the Northern Continent and the second in the Orc Continent. The first aristocratic regiment of the Southern Continent turned out to smash the mysterious snake. This is something that can be met but not sought. Is it possible that you still expect a second mercenary regiment to defeat Xiris?

This is too difficult. This year, among the 20 mercenary regiments from the Southern Continent, there is only the first noble regiment, and the remaining 19 have nothing to do before. You can still hope for it. ?

Kierkei didn't understand at all, why these soft guys in the Southern Continent showed such expressions. He didn't take it seriously either. At this time, he had only one question to consider, how to teach this weak and arrogant **** a severe lesson.

"Being a man has to keep a little moral."

Everyone in the killing group burst out laughing. Someone dared to teach their head—their great, weird, and uncertain personality. "Brothers copy the guys, follow the team leader to vote!" Hua Yue, the leader of the Jomo Guards, yelled, and everyone in the killing team picked up the guy and jumped directly to the second ring.

The guy who made the irony in the Cirrus mercenary group was not a member of the elite group. Although the North Continent specializes in reckless people, they can mix with the elite group or the elite group, as long as they are not enemies of life and death, they still understand the basic etiquette. What can't be controlled are those grass-roots rascals, doing second-rate things in the first-class mercenary group. They don't have proud results, and they don't have the strength to look up to, so they can only take advantage of words.

Hall Miller had noticed that something was wrong, and the head of the group, Kierkei, had already expressed his attitude. He couldn't say anything, but there was always a shadow in his heart that couldn't dissipate. Hall Miller looked at Jomo. He participated in every mercenary competition, but he seemed to have never noticed this person.

If it is not that the sense of existence is too low, it is that the ability to hide the breath is too strong.

For now, I am afraid it is the second type.

The Cirrus mercenary group does not follow crooked ways, nor does it have any monsters. The strength of the soldiers in the group alone can hold the second place in the mainland. They should not be underestimated, and Hall Miller told him the same. But he just couldn't stop worrying. Joe Mo is too dangerous. He is not afraid of being strong or mentally ill.

Joe Mo is a typical mentally ill patient. Apart from his looks, there is no normal place in his body.

It's good to fight! The two old men on the referee's bench looked at the second ring with a smile. The dean of Maca Academy is a person with a sense of mainland honor. At this time, there are already four teams from the southern continent on the ring. As long as they can defeat Sirius, the killing group will just top the Lion King group and be eliminated. lack.

Southern Continent-the first noble regiment, killing regiment, burning flame regiment, ice regiment, oracle regiment.

Northern Continent-Profound Snake Mercenary Group, Brotherhood, Singles Mercenary Group, Totem Mercenary Group, Great Ape King Mercenary Group.

It happens to be 50-50, and no one can take advantage of it.

There is a rule in the mercenary competition. If a five-to-five half-and-a-half situation is formed in the ring match, a "south and north fight" will be added before the final battle. The rules are very simple. For the ten mercenary groups that are promoted, each mercenary group will send 20 people to fight, and you can randomly draw a task scroll from the mercenary club.

a, b, c, d, and two each.

Completing the scrolls of different difficulty can get different points. In this round, the comparison is the points. On the surface, both teams have 100 people and 5 mission scrolls. Do not interfere with each other. When extracting the scroll, it is closed, before opening. You will never know what level of task scroll you have drawn. Although this round of competition is limited to three days, 100 mainland top elite mercenaries are within a limited geographical range. It is absolutely possible to complete five tasks in three days.

It seems that this round of comparison seems to be luck. If you think this way, you are very wrong.

In fact, there are omissions in the rules. Looting the opponent's scroll is allowed by default. The scroll is a mobile task item, and the team is not locked. You can seize the opponent's scroll. And to complete the tasks recorded above, that is also a skill. Don't forget, this is a mercenary competition. Combat power is not everything. Every day the mercenary union has so many tasks issued. It is not just you who receive the tasks. How to finish in front of the opponent is the skill.

The result of the second round directly affected the final battle. As long as the Slaughter Group can win the arena of Siris, the mercenary competition that has been boring for many years will be good. The duel that is restricted to the ring is meaningless. The essence of the mercenary competition lies in the second round that can be triggered when the conditions are met-the points race.

The two sleepy old men on the referee's bench finally got together. Both of them looked at Jomo, the head of the killing regiment, tenderly and lovingly. Can you make the follow-up more exciting, dear, it's up to you!

"The Southern Continent Killing Group challenges the Northern Continent Xiris Mercenary Group, please choose the fighting method!" The officials of the Mercenary General Association roared out like chicken blood.

Joe Mo didn't eat this set. Choose a fighting method? Humph. He walked erratic. Quickly stepped out and watched the crowd, including the orcs in the Xiris mercenary group standing opposite him, only to see an afterimage. Before even the screams, the orc who provoked a provocative orc thrust a dagger with a weird light on his chest.

Blade of Blood Slaughter.

When someone in the Xiris mercenary group noticed him, he had already pulled out his dagger and withdrew ten steps later. Jomo's dagger was forged with special materials, and the wounds poked by it with ordinary ointment could not make it heal at all. The guy screamed, his face was panicked, and his chest was full of blood. The first reaction of the orcs next to him was neither a counterattack nor a cure, and everyone took a big step back.

When life is threatened, what morality and what team honors all stand aside.

Survival is the most important thing.

Ordinary members are always like this, they swarmed when they took advantage and shared the benefits, and it was really annoying one by one when something went wrong. It wasn't until Jomo returned that Kierkei realized that something was wrong. The results on the ring can't prove anything at all, there are too many hermit masters on this continent. When Jomo stepped back, he passed by Kierkei and said something in his ear, "The guy with no eyesight, rather than wasting rations, it is better to go to **** sooner."

silence!

Silence as death!

Everyone, including the onlookers in the Southern Continent with a mentality of watching the excitement, unconsciously covered their hearts. Jomo was still so clean when he started. In his eyes, killing is as easy as killing a pig.

Under the eyes of everyone, he was slapped severely by an unknown mercenary group. Even if Kierkei knew that the opponent was not as simple as it seemed, he couldn't swallow it. The second Xiris mercenary group in the Northern Continent, with all the members in line, let an orc warrior take the life of the middle group member in the form of a human.

Jomo left room and didn't wipe his neck directly.

"Your Excellency is despising Your Excellency Igarashi Xinghui?" Kierkei and Hall Miller are both smart people. They are about to make a statement to the referee that since they are dead, they are not sure that they are in a fair duel. Under the premise of seckill the opponent, the best solution right now is to protest, make representations, and request the referee to expel the killing team from the competition.

The words are left to them, the more serious they are, the better.

They thought that Qiao Mo would tremble and be afraid. Who is not afraid of the legendary Xinghui of the mainland? Unexpectedly, Jomo turned his **** dagger and looked at the referee's bench playfully, "Oh? I said I was going to challenge you? The commander of the great Sirius mercenary regiment, you think too much, as a killing regiment. As long as I am, the dignity of the heavenly warrior has been provoked. This is just a small tribute to me."

"Fart!" There were a few impulsive and irritable. Hearing Joe Mo's words, they couldn't help but burst out directly. With only these two words, before the words came out, the bloodthirsty eyes fell on them. This time Jomo didn't do anything. He shrugged and looked at Kierkei, "The quality of your regiment is too low. If you can afford the commission, I can help the killing regiment."

You will be given money even if you are beaten?

Damn it!

"Cough cough." The dean of Maca Academy on the referee's stand was absolutely amazing. He seized the opportunity once again and looked at Joe with expressionlessly: "Private grievances will be resolved after the competition. Now I will confirm again, did the Killing Group challenge the Ciris Mercenary Group?"

Finished what I wanted to do. Jomo no longer looked at anyone in Xiris, he jumped directly off the ring and moved on towards his goal, leaving all the trouble to Hua Yue. Hua Yue was helpless for the convulsions of his head from time to time. He sighed three times in his heart, and only then did he smile like a fox. Nodded to Kirkei, the head of the Xiris Mercenary Corps, "Goodbye."

Joe Mo walked to the first arena, looking up with infinite yearning for infinite love and pity. That sincere, that pious. It was almost the same as the pilgrimage that An Ran saw on TV before crossing. His brows frowned slightly, and Jomo didn't look like he was in a ring. "Your Mightiness!"

no response.

An Ran said again: "Your Excellency, the head of the killing regiment."

I heard it this time, and the feelings were brewing until the climax was interrupted again, and the unhappy mood was about to float again. Looking towards the source of the sound, it was the non-orc who killed the leader of the mysterious snake mercenary group Lid. Being able to get rid of Lead, this can fully explain the extent of this non-orc's awesomeness.

Amazing... non-orc...

Speaking of. Although Qiao Mo is deeply in love with Xue Ruyue, this kind of love is only a spiritual friendship, until now, he has never even seen Xue Ruyue's real body. For this reason, Jomo has been upset for a long time, and the two who can help him recognize people have been killed by accidentally slipping his hands. Qiao Mo only remembered the name Xue Ruyue. Standing in front of the No. 1 Noble Group, he had no idea who Xue Ruyue was.

The non-orc in front of him is very powerful and powerful. I wonder if it's his family Yueyue?

Qiao Mo grabbed the unhappiness in his heart and looked at An Ran and said, "Who are you?"

"safely."

"Are you not Xue Ruyue?"

Oh, "Are you here to find Ru Yue?"

Isn't this nonsense, Jomo can't stand this kind of brain-fragmented dialogue, it is really unnutritious, even so, he dare not take care of it like he had dealt with the Xiris mercenary group before. On the one hand, his daughter-in-law, Yueyue Yueyue, is in the first noble regiment; on the other hand, the scene of An Ran defeating Lid the snakewalker as a non-orc was deeply burned into his mind. Although he didn't do it himself, the black cat in his arms should be the biggest credit.

A non-orc can challenge a high-ranking non-orc without fear, but this is enough to be admirable. Jomo nodded and said "Yes." After a pause, he asked sternly, "Who are you?"

He wanted to know more than just a name. An Ran knew it. He thought about it and replied: "I've already said it. My name is An Ran, the logistics chief of the Cao Ni Ma Mercenary Corps."

"Logistics manager?" Jomo chanted, he didn't quite understand what the logistics manager meant. This word is too Chinese and Guofeng, and An Ran smiled again. From Joe Mo's defying power, he cleanly pokes people's heart and then perfectly excuses them. Now the friendship between these few words has been confirmed, and he is very fond of people like Jomo.

Although his temperament is a bit strange, he expresses the truest emotion in his heart no matter what. Laughing and scolding, what is what, in just three hundred years of life, is to live unrestrainedly. An Ran was envious of Jomo, and he simply clarified for Jomo, "The general manager is always in charge, all **** and peeing are in charge."

"Oh?"

Everyone in the killing group expressed surprise that his moody leader was so polite. A group of people behind him were whispering, but Jomo didn't seem to hear it. He just remembered to take care of what An Ran said. Take care of everything. Jomo's eyes lit up, and he took a few steps toward the ring, but he didn't dared to jump up there rashly, restraining his excitement. Jomo asked again, "Do you care about getting married and having a baby?"

Take care of you, uncle! You thought it was an urban management! The corners of An Ran's mouth twitched. As one of the eight giants, how could Jomo ask such a question to the young manager of an emerging mercenary group. There is a conspiracy! Before An Ran started to talk, Qiao Mo recruited himself. He said, "Your Excellency, I have long admired Xue Ruyue, the noble mercenary group, and I hope you can marry Yueyue to me!"

o(╯□╰)o

The entire competition arena fell into deathly silence, and no one spoke. Not even daring to breathe loudly, everyone looked at the direction of the first ring. The world is too illusory, just still poking people's hearts. Turn around to confess to marry a wife. Transformers have not become so fast!

Jomo's voice was not loud, and he said it respectfully.

He understood every word he said safely, but couldn't understand the meaning when put together.

"you you you……"

Said it once. The second time, his face became thicker, and Jomo was afraid of Thunder. Calmly and abnormally repeated it again: "I hope your Excellency will be the master, and Yueyue will be rationed to me." He also said, dare to say. Xue Ruyue, who was hiding in the large army, was furious. He pushed aside the neat team of the reserve team and walked out, his eyes widened with a message, and he shouted at Qiao Mo: "Fuck you, who allowed you to call me Yueyue? "

The "bloody angel" in his heart appeared. Qiao Mo's cheeks were flushed, just like the young boy who was in love. He kept rubbing his hands and swallowing saliva in his throat. If he could easily speak to An Ran, he shouldn't be able to hold back when he changed his target.

Jomo frightened a group of people like this. Especially shocked were the orc warriors of the Slaughter Group. They only acted when Jomo was psychopathic and never thought that he was also entangled and troubled.

"This is our head? The great head Jomo?"

"really!"

"It must be the wrong way to get up. I actually saw the group leader's shy and twitchy appearance." This was what Hua Yue said. At this time, Jomo didn't care about so much, but the other members of the killing group were not so easy to let go. he. "You're done, think about it in your heart, even if you dare to say it, when our great Captain Jomo confesses success, you are dead!"

tut, let your mouth be cheap, let you not calm down!

Hua Yue cried bitterly, and almost rushed to hold Jomo's thigh and cried and confessed. At this time, Qiaomo didn't have the time to take care of him at all. Hua Yue looked at the brothers in the group with a miserable expression on his face, "Good brothers, you won't complain, right?"

As long as you can marry a wife who has such an appetite, you will lose face if you lose it. The left and right are already like this, Qiao Mo gritted his teeth and stared at Xue Ruyue and said, "Yueyue, I like you, and I want to marry you as a wife."

An Ran's face is fairly calm, he laughs wildly in his heart, which boy is not passionate, which girl does not have spring? Qiao Mo, this is the wrong way, I only know that when the nerd who wiped his neck and stabbed his heart was so cute, he was so sincere, and An Ran secretly gave him the green light in his heart. As the head of the killing group, a mercenary in the South Continent One of the eight giants in the world, under the blue sky, in front of so many high-level industry leaders in the North and South Continents, he is not even afraid of embarrassment. Although this is straightforward, it sounds sincere.

Qiao Mo was so perverted that he had to do it directly when someone said something wrong, and he was able to implore him to marry Xue Ruyue in a low voice. this is Love! Hong Guoguo's love!

All the orc warriors from the Southern Continent stared at Qiao Mo. No one could believe that he had such a time. They have witnessed such humiliating moments of Jomo, and he won't let him kill them all in the future, will they?

There are some things that I can’t think about too much. When I think about it too much, I feel like I’m sitting next to me and my neck feels a little cold.

Those non-orcs didn't think so much. They looked at Xue Ruyue with more envy, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh? The youngest, the most mysterious and the most handsome among the eight giants of the mercenary world The fierce Commander Jomo actually confessed to the public. Seeing his affectionate eyes, if I were that non-orc, I would immediately agree to him!"

"Get out! Will Captain Joe confess to you? You don't take a mirror to take a picture."

Qiao Mo had fallen into the two-person world of him and Xue Ruyue. He hadn't noticed what other people were saying and what their expressions were. He looked at Xue Ruyue coldly, "Yueyue, did you agree or not?"

asshole! This time it was Xue Ruyue's turn to blush. He was a little embarrassed in the low position of the Xue family. Although the Xue family is not in the super family, but it is also considered a big family. The husband of the Xue family gave birth to an orc and a non-orc.

There are still patriarchs in China, and Xue Jiazhuhu's thoughts are the same as those of the old men and women who are persecuted by feudal ideology in China. Regardless of how upright you are, how well you do your knowledge, and how talented you are in gambling on rocks, non-orcs are losing money, and you have to get married. That is to say, Xue Ruyue's outstanding talent for betting on rocks has been matched, and the husband of Xue's family has infinitely squeezed Xue Ruyue's power in betting on rocks.

Who did you give so many emeralds? Of course, he was the only orc in the Xue family's generation. If the **** is good, he is still a fool who can only cause trouble. Xue Ruyue has been waiting for a suitable opportunity to leave the Xue family. The grass mud horse mercenary group is also a springboard of his choice. Now it seems that a better springboard is coming.

Killing group. Jomo.

These words are very familiar to everyone in the Southern Continent.

Originally thought that Joe Mo was picking things up and wasting him. Now it seems. It seems not. Xue Ruyue was also generous, without any non-orc subtlety, he looked straight into Qiao Mo's eyes. Seriously ask: "What do you like me?"

Such a confession is definitely the first time. Qiao Mo was a little nervous, Xue Ruyue asked, and he reflexively replied: "I like your insidious, cunning, **** and cruel, no lower limit!" Tricky, is this compliment? Can this be regarded as a compliment? Xue Ruyue's noodles in tears. Although the answer was strange, Xue Ruyue did not doubt the authenticity of Qiao Mo's words.

First, Jomo is not the kind of person who is so boring that he wastes his time to wash him up;

Second, Jomo's expression is very sincere. Xue Ruyue couldn't see any jokes or conspiracies in his eyes, only full of seriousness.

"Are you serious?"

Jomo nodded.

"You want to marry me?"

Jomo continued nodding.

"Well, let's deal with it first!"

Who is it? What's the meaning?

This term was taught to them by An Ran, who was bored along the way. An Ran always said something new that they had never heard before, and sometimes said to the orcs in the group based on the experience gained by visiting forums and reading guides when playing games. Orcs listen. Since he was playing the game to travel through, and he also brought the skills in the game, many things in the Orc Continent can still correspond to "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang".

Then the game strategy, the combat skills of some fighters, the battle formations that can be formed according to the professional cooperation, etc. are all told as a story. These orcs, non-orcs, were tired of listening to the same stories that coaxed children on the mainland, and they were fresh in their words, and they listened very seriously.

Taking into account Xue Ruyue's special hobby. Anran also specifically referred to the top ten tortures in ancient China, and exchanged ideas with him on the formation of torture teams and the development of special torture instruments. As for the object, it is just a fresh vocabulary mentioned by the way when telling the story. Xue Ruyue knew that Joe Mo didn't understand, he looked at Joe Mo and smiled happily.

"Let's get along for a while first. I'll marry you if appropriate!"

Qiao Mo didn't expect Xue Ruyue to nod at all. Although he didn't directly agree to marry, non-orcs always value fame. For people like An Ran who mess around with this kind of thing, the Orc Continent really can't find two. Although Xue Ruyue has a strange hobby of studying torture, she is still very serious in these aspects.

"It's right, it's definitely suitable." Qiao Mo was as happy as a stunned young boy, jumping and jumping. Originally it was just an expedient measure to deal with the white-eyed wolves of the Xue family, Xue Ruyue suddenly felt that this was also good.

An Ran burst into laughter. He looked at Joe Mo in excitement and Xue Ruyue, who was slightly embarrassed, and nodded. Joe Mo was a good comrade. Although a little bit cold and bloodthirsty, she matched Xue Ruyue very well.

It is a good thing that everyone should bless. After Xue Ruyue nodded, the cadres of the mercenary regiment in the Southern Continent immediately changed their attitudes, from watching Qiao Mo's ugliness with a smile to being deeply worried. Among these mercenary groups in the Southern Continent, the most disturbing is the killing group, and the most mysterious is the first noble group. Let these two become in-laws and join forces, so there is still a way for other families to survive?

The two old men on the referee's bench were very happy when they watched the excitement. Seeing that the incident was over, Joe Mo would go back and continue to recuperate. They were not happy. What's the point of such a dull event? Since he has such strength, why doesn't he fight to add some color to the competition?

The two old men thought so, and so did another person in the first noble regiment.

That is Jun Qianxi.

When he was a child, he once heard the story of a certain mercenary group outwitting the reels in the mercenary competition to defeat the strong. He has always been curious about this. The condition for triggering the points race is ten arenas. The northern and southern continents each account for half. If the killing group is strong, this one can be achieved in this competition.

Jun Qianxi and Qiao Mo are old friends, although they don't know how well they know each other, they have not known each other for a short time. He knew Qiao Mo quite well, and he pondered for a moment. He said: "Head Qiao Mo, do you want to spend more time with Your Excellency Xue Ruyue?" In broad daylight, he even discussed such an obscene topic. This person is still Jun Qianxi. .

This move smashed the eyes of countless people.

Disillusioned! Too disillusioned!

What happened to this mercenary competition? Why do such weird things always happen?

Of course Qiao Mo wanted to, what he wanted most was to see his family Yueyue with his own eyes. "You mean?"

"Points race!"