Fashen live room

Chapter 483 Verus

Varus is a bear man.

Compared with the person next to him, his thick arms are thicker than the opponent's thighs, and the thighs are even thicker than the opponent's waist. His white fur has been stained with a lot of dust and dirt because it has not been cleaned for a long time. The soil, showing a dirty dark yellow color, looked a little sloppy.

Varus has a short neck—or rather, he basically has no neck, and a huge head rests on his shoulders.

Species without a neck seem to be inherently more festive and cute than other creatures, and his head is still round, so even though Verus looks fierce, the fangs protruding from his mouth that occasionally yawns are more Sharp and sharp, but still looks a little naive.But if someone dared to despise him because of this, it would be a big mistake. His powerful limbs and sharp claws would leave bloody and terrifying memories for those who mistakenly thought he was cute.

But at this moment, Verus didn't want to show his force. He just huddled behind a large bush and kicked the person beside him.

"Gerald, you've been watching for a long time, what's going on?"

The person next to Verus was in two extremes with Verus in terms of stature: the man was not tall, thin, with slender arms and legs, and his waist was full of grip.

If this figure is placed among those human aristocratic women, I am afraid that it will make them mad with envy, because what they are pursuing with all their efforts is this kind of perfect figure, let alone that person's face. When female nobles saw it, they were even more jealous to the point of madness—or obsessed to the point of intoxication.

The thin man's face was as slender as his figure, with a pointed chin, an oval-shaped face, a high nose, narrow and long eyes, a lip as thin as paper, exuding a thick Feminine and beautiful, at first glance, it is a little hard to tell whether this person is a man or a woman.

Although he looked thin, he was not kicked away by Verus' bear foot.

Gerald just staggered two steps to the side, then stood still, then turned around, his eyes were wide open like two copper bells, and he lowered his voice in surprise: "The people in this group There are ten barbarians inside!"

When Verus heard this, his bear eyes immediately widened.

Ten barbarians? !

No matter where it is, it is a big force. If it is true, if you want to eat the opponent, you really have to think about it again.

But Verus always felt that something was wrong.

"Where do the barbarians come from outside? There are as many as ten? Aren't the barbarians all in the Stranglethorn Vale area?"

Gerald was also confused, just shook his head and muttered: "I don't know..."

He also wondered why there were barbarians among those outsiders?And there are still so many ten, there shouldn't be so many barbarians living outside of Stranglethorn Vale.

"That's not a savage."

Just when Verus and Gerald were at a loss, a cold voice came from the other side of Verus.

The two turned their heads and looked at the third person.

The person who made the cold voice had the same thin arms and legs as Gerald, but he was not as feminine and coquettish as Gerald.

The face of the third person is rounder, and the eyebrows are softer. The masculine features on the face are still obvious. It looks like a cute little lady. If a woman sees it, she will probably have a maternal temper and can't help it Come up and rub his cheeks well.

"You say that's not a savage, Isaac?"

Verus repeated the young lady's words, took the time to look back at Gerald, then turned his head and asked, "What is that if it's not a barbarian?"

Verus couldn't help scratching his head as he spoke, looking a little anxious, eager to know the answer.

If it was possible, Verus would have gone into battle to see for himself what they were talking about, but his eyesight was far worse than these two, so he could only listen to them patiently.

Mrs. Isaac looked at Gerald and said calmly: "Not all people with tattoos are barbarians, just like not all dwarves are dwarves, and they may also be human beings who are not born tall."

Gerald froze for a moment, his eyes seemed to understand.

"You mean..."

Isaac nodded, "Yes."

The two were playing charades here, but Verus couldn't understand them at all. He was so anxious that he scratched his head and kicked Gerald again, urging: "What's going on?!"

Gerald pursed his lips, and looked at Verus with some grievances.

Obviously it was Isaac who said that those were not barbarians, why did Verus kick him?
But he actually knew why—isn't it because Isaac is not easy to mess with?Compared with Isaac, I am simply a soft persimmon, anyone can pinch it.

Gerald didn't care about it for too long, after all, he has been used to it for so many years, and before Verus kicked the next kick, he had already said the answer he guessed: "Isaac said that we saw Those painted all over are not savages, but human beings."

It is really a big oolong for him to think that human beings are barbarians. Gerald was afraid that Verus would kick him again after hearing it, and he might have to scold him, so he quickly added: "It's just that they are also covered in patterns, just like the barbarians."

Isaac snorted coldly, as if he was extremely disdainful of the big oolong committed by Gerald.

"Teuton said that observation requires carefulness. Have you ever seen such a thin barbarian?"

However, he may be concerned about the friendship between the other party and himself, so he didn't say anything more after all, but turned his head away and continued to observe from a distance.

Gerald hoped that his explanation could avoid Verus's kick, but he obviously overestimated Verus' cultivation.

When Verus heard this, no matter how stupid he was, he understood what was going on. He kicked Gerald again cursingly, then continued to sit on the ground and pick his ears, and licked his paws from time to time. Not too dirty.

Aggrieved, Gerald leaned forward again and continued to observe.

Gerald and Isaac didn't talk, Verus seemed to feel bored after digging his ears for a while, stood up from the ground, walked around impatiently for a while, and said: "If there is nothing else, then As long as Gerald continues to stay and follow them, Isaac and I will go back first, and we will vote for him in the evening."

It's really boring here, he can't stay any longer, and he regrets why he insisted on coming with him.

It seems that this rule has to be changed in the future, and Gerald can come alone next time. Anyway, this kind of action is not dangerous. If it is not possible, can Jonas follow Gerald?
Well, that's it.

After a while, Verus had already set the new rules for the team, and was about to greet Isaac to go with him, but Gerald suddenly lowered his voice and whispered.

"what happened again?"

Verus asked angrily.

This kid always likes to be so surprised. He looks quite mature, far less stable than Isaac.

Verus had already figured it out, if Gerald had another own goal like the one just now, he would definitely not just kick him twice! ...Well, I want to give him a bear's paw, which is to give him some delicious food and let him taste the taste of honey.

Thinking of honey, the saliva in Verus' mouth began to secrete in large quantities unconsciously, but Gerald's next words made his saliva stop in an instant.

"There is another person behind these outsiders!"

Unlike Gerald's surprise and fuss, Isaac's voice was much calmer, and he reported important information concisely and clearly.

"It's Laurie."

Verus frowned when he heard Gerald's words, and then he frowned when he heard the name Isaac said.

"Those farmers..."

Verus' eyes were disdainful, and he spat on the ground, spitting out the saliva he secreted just now because he thought of honey, as if he wanted to use this behavior to let the two people around him see what happened to him now. How disdainful.

"Pooh!"

"A group of mud legs still want to steal business, go home and farm!"

Although Verus was very disdainful towards the group of people, his actions showed that he was not as indifferent as he showed.

Verus, who was about to leave, was not in a hurry to leave. He stood there and rolled his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.At this time, Gerald, who always seemed to talk a lot, said, "Why don't you leave?"

Gerald looked at the two of them strangely, he still remembered what Verus said just now that he was going to leave.As a result, he got another bear's paw for his talkativeness, and he slapped him on the head, making him let out a cry of pain—of course, Verus didn't use any force whether he kicked or hit him, otherwise Gerald's head would be on the ground. This slap should have turned several times.

"How can this go!"

Verus scolded angrily, and the eyeballs that had been wandering around finally stopped, as if he had thought clearly.

"You continue to follow them, don't let anyone find out."

Verus ordered, "Remember to leave marks along the way, and prepare to fight as soon as our people arrive!"

Gerald was taken aback, "Didn't we agree to do it at night?"

Verus patted him on the head again, and reprimanded: "How can you wait until night? If you don't hurry up, maybe those mud legs will preempt you!"

Gerald touched his head and said "Oh" aggrieved, but Isaac didn't speak all the time, just looked into the distance from the gap in the bushes in front of him.

……

"almost."

Jacob raised his head, pulled his gaze away from the map placed on the horse in front of him, and looked forward, with his eyes fixed, as if he wanted to see something from the endless forest and river valley.

"In three days, we should be able to reach Higham."

Lu Sien was riding side by side beside him. The bronze knight looked ahead, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "How do we set up the camp tonight?"

Jacob didn't answer right away, but thought for a while before saying, "Let's walk less today and set up camp early. I heard that the closer you get to Hiham, the more chaotic it will be, and those alien races that even Hiham can't control are everywhere." Yes, it’s better to be careful.”

Ruthen nodded in agreement.

If you set up camp early, although you will travel less and the itinerary will be longer, you can finally arrange more fortifications.

Lord Tang En is no longer here, and they can only hope to reach Higham smoothly by taking every step of the way.

Thinking of Lord Tang En, Lu Sien naturally thought of another person.

He turned his head and looked in one direction, and saw that the person he thought of was sitting on the horse looking around, with a relaxed expression on his face, as if he was enjoying the scenery comfortably.

This made Lu Sien's impression of him even worse.

If someone who didn't know came to see it, they would think that this guy was out for a spring outing.

Ruthen didn't know that Norman's posture of enjoying the scenery in the spring was useful-he was using this method to provide environmental data to the Knights Templar.

Of course, it's also pretty good to take a look at the beautiful scenery and broaden your mind.

Norman was enjoying watching, and suddenly his heart palpitated, which made his eyes stagnate a little, but he immediately returned to normal. This abnormality flashed so fast, even if someone stared at him in front of him You may not even be able to see it.

How is this going?

Norman was still admiring the beautiful scenery leisurely on the face, but a question arose in his heart.

At the moment when his heart palpitations just now, he had a sudden feeling.Norman couldn't figure out the specific meaning of that feeling, but he was aware of the danger. If he wanted to use a metaphor, it would be that he was being stared at by a boa constrictor.

This feeling was new to Norman.

In the past, he relied entirely on various hard indicators of his superhuman physical fitness to clearly detect whether someone was harboring ill intentions towards him, such as seeing the other person's eyes, hearing suspicious voices, etc. After "returning to one", he completely became an ordinary person, unable to notice anything.

It was the first time that he was like this now. He obviously couldn't see or hear anything, but he could inexplicably perceive the emergence of danger.

Norman faintly felt that this might have something to do with his current weird "unified" state.

After he rode on the horse and looked at the scenery for a while, he suddenly bent slightly to one side, and said softly to the person next to him: "Look around and see if you can see any weird places, or if you can find something strange. People, it's best to hide your movements."

Alongside Norman's horse was Atrimisia.

After hearing Norman's words, she straightened her neck and looked forward twice, then back twice, and finally looked left and right, and said to Norman, "No."

Norman was a little speechless at her behavior.

How about hiding it?Are you afraid that others will not know what you are looking for? !
But he just shook his head and didn't care about it.

Atrimisia has been a little irritable these days, he'd better not blame her.

But Norman obviously overestimated Atrimisia's petulant temper. He didn't reprimand him at all, but just shook his head. Atrimisia was already dissatisfied, and directly grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the room. Pull it down immediately!

Norman fell to the ground with his back firmly, and was hurt by the stones on the ground.

"Depend on!"

Can't even shake your head?This is too violent!
Norman hadn't completely flashed the thought, when he heard a "swoosh", and a flash of arrow shot from above him.

"Enemy attack! Fight!"

Lu Sien's voice tearing his throat sounded like thunder, resounding through the entire team.

(End of this chapter)