The Female Partners I Rescued All Fall In Love with Me

    After a lapse of winter, the cold night gathered enough strength to launch an attack on the fire - in a situation that everyone in the fire did not expect.

    Both Jiang Li and Mars have a kind of inertia of thinking, that is... Cold Night is the most mobile tribe in winter, so they will definitely choose the coldest pair. They play at their best moment.

    But not in the cold night.

    The leader has been the boss for so many years. In fact, he has certain precautions against this kind of thing. The cordon outside the tribe has never been relaxed too much, but he did not expect that the cold night actually sent so many troops.

    The outermost cordon only had time to light the beacon and send back the news of "the enemy is attacking", and then they were all killed.

    The fire was blazing.

    The young men in the tribe woke up and took out their weapons in a hurry. At this time, Han Ye's team had already rushed to the innermost part, like a sharp knife into the soft hinterland.

    The team was scattered and it was too late to integrate, and the young orcs braved the enemy. The orcs hid in the house in a panic and helpless, and the cub couldn't help crying.

    This is the most frustrating, and also the most gloomy time.

    Mars took out a long gun, raised a torch in his left hand, and drew the darkness like a curtain: "The warriors of the tribe, listen to my orders!!"

    The orcs who were scattered and fighting seemed to have a backbone, and they gathered towards Mars as they fought.

    "The princess...the princess!"

    The princess and the Asian orcs are all standing up at this moment. Are these orcs still greedy for life and fear of death?

    Fight Fight!

    They were aroused bloody, threw spears, roared, turned into giant beasts more than two meters high, and bitten with the enemy. Han Ye didn't check for a while, but they recovered some of their disadvantages and gained a slight upper hand.

    The pressure on Mars is much greater, and her conspicuous position is simply an excellent target.

    Fortunately, there is Jiang Li.

    The snow-haired woman with red eyes was holding a three-foot green blade at this time, turning into an invincible guardian, guarding her king.

    The two stood with their backs facing each other, and they cooperated seamlessly. The corners of Jiang Li's white robe were stained with blood and dust. It is a standing spark.

    A figure watched quietly in the distance, looking at the outline of a vigorous adult orc.

    Half of his body was hidden in the shadows, his face could not be seen clearly, only his pale skin was exposed in the moonlight,

    The orc watched silently for a while, sneered, and his voice was indescribable: "A tribe, in the end, can only rely on two sub-orcs."

    "Ha, isn't this too funny... Am I right, the leader of the Fire Department?"

    This side of the small world was very quiet, and only heard a muffled groan next to her for a long time.

    On Mars' side, the warriors in the tribe finally gathered together with difficulty, wrapped in blood and fire.

    At this time, the good education that Mars had received came into play. When she slit the opponent's throat on offense and defense, she did not forget to give orders.

    "The first team, guard the sub-orcs, the old man and the cub inside, and the rest follow me to kill them!"

    Under her deployment, the orcs operate in an orderly manner.

     Commands were issued one by one, Mars' voice was hoarse.

    The downturn was gradually recovered, but there was no joy in her eyes, because from the beginning of the surprise attack to the present, the leader... her father has never appeared.

    Something must have happened.

    Jiang Li raised his sword to block the claw that slapped Mars, and charged back to fight back.

    It's all said and done.

    Jiang Li was focused on two purposes, the sword in his hand was constantly swung out by his body memory, the sword was sharp, but his thoughts drifted to the system, and he kept selecting the props suitable for this time.

    Inappropriate…Neither Appropriate…

    Either it is too flamboyant, or it will arouse the rebound of the world's will after use,

    It didn't take Mars long to worry.

    Soon, the cold night orcs surrounding them receded like a tide, turning into a large circle to surround them.

      Chilled ice.

    Behind him, a man who was described as embarrassed was dragged out.

    Mars' pupils shrank suddenly, and he almost cried out: Father! ?

    But she held back. At the moment of the enemy, she is already the backbone of the team, and she must not show any weakness.

    She raised her spear to her side and said loudly, "Your Excellency is the commander of Han Ye?"

    The orc on the opposite side touched his chin with interest and nodded, "Yes."

    Mars sighed and raised his eyebrows: "Is your ministry going to fight with my fire?"

    "No," Commander Han Ye smiled, cruelty and bloodlust flashing in his eyes, "I want to calm down the fire."

    Crazy!

    Mars narrowed his eyes, but didn't lose: "I'm not ashamed."

    "Isn't it a shame...you'll know in a moment."

    The leader who had been silent all the time moved.

    His leg was slashed with a knife, and the wound was rolled fiercely, and what was even more terrifying was the injury on his chest and abdomen...

    Coughing up a mouthful of blood, he ignored his own situation and shouted to Mars: "My girl, don't be brave! Go! Don't forget what the root of the tribe is... "

    Suddenly, the leader had to swallow the words in his mouth and use all his strength to hold back the pain.

    Mars understood the unfinished meaning of the leader.

    The leader's words sounded demoralizing at first, but that was the most reasonable solution.

    Morale is only useful when it is evenly matched. Now the gap between the two sides is too great.

    The root of the tribe is the population, and it is the technology and craftsmanship they possess. If the fire is preserved, it is not difficult to make a comeback.

    Mars's canine teeth bit his lower lip.

    But...why?

    She stared at the man opposite her who was trampling on his father, as if flames rose in her eyes.

    The cold night commander wanted to make things worse, he retracted his feet and licked his lips: "It's... good eyes. Don't be stubborn, why should you bleed for this dying tribe? Be my subordinate. Orc, I can forgive your death penalty."

    What a shameless man.

    Mars clucked her fists, she wanted to beat the man violently.

    At this moment, Jiang Li, who was quiet and silent at the side, took Mars' shoulders and placed a kiss on Mars' cheek, which was very emotional.

    "I'm sorry, she has a master." Jiang Li gave Commander Han Ye a sideways glance.

    Cold Night Commander: ! ?

    "You are..." Commander Han Ye obviously couldn't understand this relationship, and showed a stunned expression.

    Probably felt that he was a little rude before, he forced himself to show his respect, and opened the page: "Forget it, go with you. Since you don't want to be my demi-orc, then Let your tribe be buried with you!"

    After he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and gave the order: "All attack, surround me tightly, not a single mosquito is allowed to go out!"

    Jiang Li and Mars exchanged a look, they grew up together since they were children, and they have long been in touch.

    Mars: Li, I…

    Jiang Li: If you want to beat him, beat him up, follow your heart.

    Don't forget, I am "Sir God".

      Let's leave together! We are willing to break up for you."

    Mars squinted: "What nonsense."

    She quickly took two steps forward, like a run-up, and the cold night commander sneered: "A beast is a beast, you want to rely on the broken wooden stick in your hand..."

    Before he finished speaking, his throat choked.

    It's a wing tiger, not an ordinary wing tiger.

    Someone shouted: "This, what is this!?"

    She jumped from the air, with a strong posture, she slammed down a few orcs with one palm. The other cold night orcs nearby didn't see the situation well, and quickly turned into beasts, but the beasts they transformed were a circle smaller than Mars, and they looked a little pitiful.

    Impossible, such a behemoth cannot be dealt with.

    The demi-orc who was with Mars before suddenly rushed over and appeared in front of him, the long sword flashing coldly.

    He hurriedly took two steps back, and the fire leader was drawn into the guardian range of the sub-orc.

    So what?

    The cold light flashed in the eyes of the commander of the cold night, and he ordered: "Give me the half-crime who attacked the fire department!"

    This sub-orc does have some ability, but he is only a person. Should he be confident or stupid?

    "System!"

    Jiang Li fluttered his hair, threw the long sword to the fire leader for self-defense, stretched out his arms, and two submachine guns appeared in his palm out of thin air.

    Cold weapons can't handle it, so what about modern hot weapons?

     A wicked smile flashed in the eyes of the jackal headed by him. This delicate sub-orc would soon be torn to shreds by him, struggling in pain under his palm... and then dying.

    However…

    Time seems to freeze here.

    The black muzzle seemed to be emitting fire, and the beautiful Asian Orc stood upright. She was not knocked down or shredded.

    In the face of bullets, the hard fur became paper paste.

    Jiang Li held the gun in both hands, spinning, and countless ballistics blocked the way forward for all the orcs.

    What kind of evil is this! ?

    After a while, the orcs in the cold night fell to the ground under this pitch-black thing, and the rest of the orcs hesitated and did not dare to go forward.

    Han Yetong is handsome and desperate: "What are you afraid of! Come on!"

    Mars' side, she also solved the orcs blocking the road and ran over.

    She took two steps forward, like an elegant and powerful big cat, and said to the commander of the cold night: "It seems that someone said before, a mere Orc?"

    The counterattack is about to begin.

    The author has something to say:  Good luck! Very normal words have been ripped off TAT, let me change them

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