Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 231: Speak with strength

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The beast tide was surging, wave after wave, without any intention of stopping.

Those thirty mercenaries, who can join the silver medal mercenary regiment, their own strength and understanding are not bad.

Moreover, they have been fighting for many years, and the tacit understanding of cooperation is quite high.

When he saw Ye Qingluo use his footwork and speed to play around with the herd of beasts, he applied what he learned one by one.

Soon, after adjusting the rhythm of dealing with monsters, they were able to cooperate and kill monsters one after another.

The head of the group breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Ye Qingluo who had stopped and stood motionless on one side with complicated eyes.

Unexpectedly, he led the mercenary group to live in the Warcraft Forest for five or six years, but it was only today that he found an easier way to deal with the Warcraft from a strange woman.

How can this embarrass him

My heart was full of admiration for this seemingly ordinary, but actually extraordinary woman.

"Bitch! Those magic cores were made by the mercenary team we hired, why did you pick them up!" Suddenly, a sharp voice came from the top of the tree.

Ye Qingqian showed displeasure, and pointed at Ye Qingluo angrily.

After yelling, Ye Qingqian realized that she lost control of her emotions and ruined her carefully crafted gentle and generous image.

He busily squeezed his throat again, clutching Leng Fenghua's sleeves, and said to the mercenary group: "Your Highness hired you, and any spoils you win should belong to His Highness."

It was only then that everyone discovered that Ye Qingluo had stopped killing monsters at some point.

Instead, she looked leisurely and leisurely, and together with her kitten, picked up pieces of magic cores from the head of the monster's corpse, and put them into the brocade bag.

This move made Leng Fenghua's face turn ashen.

Ye Qingluo weighed the magic core in his hand, threw it into the air, and caught it immediately, his pink lips slightly raised: "Why? Without me, you all have to die here today."

"..." The mercenary group and others retorted speechlessly.

Indeed, if it wasn't for Ye Qingluo, they would most likely not be able to escape this increasingly raging beast tide.

However, Ye Qingqian recognized Ye Qingluo, new and old hatred intermingled.

She was jealous and hated Ye Qingluo.

This little slut, the last time I saw him, was in the realm of Huang Xuan.

But she was able to fight wave after wave of mid-level and high-level monsters alone, and even took the opportunity to kill the magic beasts!

This combat power is simply stronger than that of Leng Fenghua, a Xuanxuan ninth rank practitioner!

At this time, Ye Qingqian naturally didn't want to make Ye Qingluo feel better: "Since everyone killed the monster together, the magic core should be shared together."

"And it's clear that we have the largest number of people, so naturally we have the most output!"

Saying that, Ye Qingqian took Leng Fenghua's arm again: "Your Highness is His Royal Highness, all the spoils of war should be placed with His Highness, and after the demonic beasts are cleared, we can share them equally!"

Hearing this, Ye Qingluo couldn't help laughing out loud.

She saw it with her own eyes this time, what it means to tell nonsense with your eyes open.

"If you want a magic core, use your strength to speak." Ye Qingluo hooked his fingers towards Ye Qingqian, as if calling a pet.

This provocative action and attitude made Ye Qingqian's face darken.

The two sides know each other's details.

Ye Qingqian is not stupid. Although her profound rank is higher than Ye Qingluo's, she simply cannot resist Ye Qingluo's weird footwork and alluring aura.

If she really got into a fight with Ye Qingluo, the one who would lose face in the end would definitely be herself.

However, before she could think about how to reject Ye Qingluo's provocation and keep her face, a figure suddenly stood in front of her.

The black robe wrapped his strong and straight body, and his broad back was reflected in Ye Qingqian's eyes.

It's Lengfeng Birch.

He stood in front of Ye Qingqian, with an extremely cold arc on the corner of his mouth: "In that case, let my highness come down to learn a few moves."