Accurate and fast within seven steps

Chapter 208 is all masters!

The dense fog came very quickly, directly surrounding the village, but it was only limited to the wet land. After touching the dry surface, the dense fog stopped expanding.

Chen Mo walked out of the room and looked into the depths of the thick fog. Three slim figures wore linen cloaks and walked out with bare feet.

"This………"

Chen Mo had to admit that the legend of Mrs. Lin Zhong had such a market in Weilun, largely because of their beauty.

When three slender, pure, enchanting, or domineering women appear in front of you naked, wearing only a linen cloak that looks the same as if they were naked, I am afraid that most people will The best reaction is to change the other side into a good-looking cloak first.

Almost all the men couldn't help holding their breath when they saw the three ladies appearing, only Chen Mo, Geralt and Triss had normal expressions.

"Why aren't you excited?"

Chen Mo looked at Geralt, logically speaking, shouldn't he have already taken off his pants by now?

"Because my witcher badge is vibrating!"

Geralt glared at Chen Mo.

"Then what does this mean?"

"It means that this is a magical illusion!"

Geralt's eyes were cold, he hated people cheating him with fake products!
"Why are you not excited?"

"These guys are far worse than Ciri!"

Chen Mo said casually, and Geralt immediately pulled out the sword from his hand.

"Uh, Geralt, you're pointing in the wrong direction! The enemy is in front!"

Chen Mo pushed the stabbing sword to the front with the barrel of the gun, and then explained.

"I said cheeks! Really cheeks!"

But Geralt still didn't give up, and pointed the blade at Chen Mo again, with a cold tone.

"Do you think I believe it?"

"I don't care if you believe it or not, I'll be ashamed when I say it, so what if you look at other places, you can still hack me to death?"

The quarrel between the two made the three witches and the others a little bit astonished. Before they could say anything, Geralt flew out the dagger he was carrying.

And Chen Mo fired a shot unceremoniously, but the targets of the two were not each other, but their respective backs.

After the light bullet and the dagger flew into the dense fog, two of the three witches who appeared in front of them immediately began to twitch. A witch, but an abominable monster nearly [-] meters tall that appeared in three directions.

The witch at the front is of medium size, with a red net covering her head and a dirty white bellyband. This is the Whispering Woman with the highest status among the three witches, and also the most powerful. She wants to live in The disciples of Waylon cut off their ears and hung them on the tree, and then cast magic to use these ears to listen to everything in Waylon.

The thick and strong witch that Chen Mo faced was called Zhupo, who was good at concocting potions, and she was also the one who cooked human broth every year.

On Geralt's side is the third child, the thinnest weaver. She can weave things using the hair offered by the villagers, just like the baroness's rug, it is her masterpiece.

The three swamp witches revealed their real bodies at this moment, which really frightened the cannon fodder who were brought here. No one could have imagined that Pianpian beauty turned into an ugly old hag.

"Outsiders, you shouldn't be here, leave one of your arms, we can let you go!"

The Whispering Woman looked at Triss, who was ready to cast spells, with eager eyes. For them, a powerful witch is no less than a delicious tonic for children's soup. Unlike these vulgar farmers, the meat is dry and woody. Not tasty at all.

"One arm, is this how the generous Mrs. Lin treats her benefactor?"

Chen Mo put one hand on the belt, and threw out a pile of tattered flesh and blood with the other hand. It was the remains of the demon spirit. He finally found it by rummaging through a pile of garbage.

After seeing the wreckage of the demon spirits, Nianpo was a little hesitant. The demon spirits had a deep hatred with them. Logically speaking, they should give Chen Mo a big gift, but the other party wanted to take those children away, which touched their inverse scales again. , It's so tangled, if you don't want to give good things, it's better to kill them, anyway, no one knows, no one cares!
"Reward, of course, of course you have to give it, then stay here and live with us!"

Accompanied by the ear-piercing laughter of the whispering woman as if her throat was stuck in dry dung, more monsters poured out of the swamp than in the first night, and the ear-piercing noise almost tore people's eardrums.

"That's why we don't have to talk?"

Chen Mo glanced at the weak old woman lying in the baron's arms. Just now, the curse on her body broke out. Chen Mo decisively transferred part of the damage to himself with the blessing of protection, but the other party was already weak, and was stimulated by the curse, and immediately fainted. In the past, and the children she raised were guarded by Nilfgaardian soldiers, at least temporarily safe!
"Our conditions were originally very generous, but it was you who pushed the boundaries, not only to take away these children, but also this damned woman?"

Whispering woman's tone also became murderous. Chen Mo's killing on the first day was indeed terrifying, but she was not worried about failure. Even if all these swamp monsters were dead, it didn't matter, there were still people above her!
"Bring back their flesh, my children!"

As soon as the whispering woman finished speaking, Chen Mo put his hips on his right side, and the cooking woman who looked like I was the most awesome was full of firepower.

Almost in an instant, Zhu Po's body was smashed into several pieces, and then fell into the muddy water, but the next second, the other party stood up intact again, and raised his hand to throw out a cloud of poisonous mist and flying insects. come over.

Then Chen Mo's Hell Warrior and Triss' explosive fireball were launched almost at the same time, and the poisonous mist was detonated before it floated a few meters away. .

The moment Chen Mo made his move, Geralt had already pounced on the most powerful Whisperer. The demon hunter knocked down the potion that had been boiled, a silver light flashed in his hand, and several throwing knives wiped with sword oil Bang bang pricked Nangpo all over his body, and behind him the silver sword in his hand fluttered, bringing up gusts of sword wind, and fought with Nangpo.

As for the best Zhipo, Chen Mo gave her a shot when he hit Zhupo, and now she is rolling all over the floor in pain, at least she won't be able to join the group for a few minutes.

The remaining people formed a tight formation under the command of the baron and Nilfgaardian officers, and collided with the torrent of monsters.

The originally filthy swamp was once again stained red with blood, but this time, what flowed was no longer human blood, but countless monsters.

　I feel that the strange slime of Zare's new map is about to hit my hand, I have a jellyfish mount!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)