Chapter 543 Meow~

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The ugly duckling's round body drew a beautiful parabola in mid-air, and then it plunged into the thick layer of leaves on the roadside, leaving only a fat butt and two hind paws exposed, and its tail swayed slightly. .

"Pfft -" Amy was stunned for a moment, then laughed. She glanced at the purple ferret that was rushing towards her. She clenched her fists and shouted loudly: "Ugly duckling, come on, the big mouse is coming. If you can't catch it, If we live in it, then we won’t have anything to eat at noon today. If there is nothing to eat, we will have to eat..."

"Bo!"

Before Amy could finish her words, there was a soft sound, and the ugly duckling pulled out its head from the leaves. It raised its head and looked at the mutant purple marten that was rushing towards her. Its orange hair exploded, as if it had turned into a An orange hedgehog arched its back, stretched out its right paw, opened its claws, and exposed its sharp nails, ready for attack.

"That little thing will be torn to pieces with just one claw, right?" Eva looked at the ugly duckling and thought viciously in her heart. She sat in the carriage and slowly moved towards another corner. If the purple marten rushed over, , will definitely attack the nearest target first. As long as the father and daughter can delay for some time, she will have a chance to wait for Master Evan's rescue.

Thinking of Evan, Eva raised her head and looked at the big tree in the distance, but her eyes suddenly widened. Unlike Sivir and the other mercenaries who were rushing towards the carriage, Evan was actually standing on the big tree. There was no movement on the tree branch. He was obviously the closest to the carriage, and as a magician he had a variety of long-range attack magic, but he stood motionless, and the smile raised at the corner of his mouth was so dazzling, as if he was It's like waiting for a good show to take place.

"No way... Master Evan must be preparing a powerful magic, a magic that can instantly kill the mutated purple golden mink..." Eva shook her head and told herself in her heart, but there was a wave of confusion in her mind. The smile on Evan's lips was still lingering, and for the first time, a panic greater than death arose in his heart.

"So fast!"

Sivir and the mercenaries looked at the purple-gold ermine rushing towards the carriage like a purple-gold lightning. The strongest thought in their hearts was this. Mutated monsters often evolve some powerful abilities. This purple-gold ermine While the speed is enhanced, the most powerful ability is probably the pair of sharp front claws that easily broke through Evan's chain of ice picks.

If the purple marten in such a crazy state were allowed to rush into the carriage, the consequences would be disastrous.

Even the boomerang couldn't catch up with the Purple Marten. Sivir knew that they had no time to stop the Purple Marten. The ice wall that should have appeared on the Purple Marten's path did not appear. It failed to buy them more time. Now they can only send I hope Mag and the others can delay for some time.

Escape is obviously not the right choice, and in a head-on confrontation, Eva, a first-level healing magician, has no fighting ability at all, and Amy, who looks only four or five years old, obviously can't do it either, and Mag, who has a butcher's knife in his waist It has become the only hope. Whether that finger was a coincidence or really hidden, it seems to have reached the most critical moment.

At this moment, Amy stood up and threw an unknown orange object. When it landed, it was the orange kitten.

The kitten, which is not much bigger than a palm, seems to have swapped its identities with the purple ferret, which is more than one meter long. It is so small that it feels like the purple ferret can be knocked away with just a slight bump. Now, But he bravely stood in front of the carriage, arched his back and stretched out a small paw.

"Could it be that Mag wants to use this kitten to stop this purple ferret?" The mercenaries looked at this scene and a ridiculous idea flashed in their minds.

"Guys who are arrogant and unaware of themselves often die faster. How can this little cat stop the Purple Golden Mink that can even break my chain ice pick? I really thought it was a big rat." Wen sneered, stepped lightly, and swept in the direction of the carriage. The magic wand in his hand once again lit up with white light. A slight stagnation was enough to miss the opportunity to block it. Only by killing some people would these rude guys understand his intentions. Noble and important, know how to treat him.

As for Eva, that humble woman with an average appearance and figure is only useful to vent her desires at night when she really can’t stand it. However, she seems to have some thoughts that she shouldn’t have recently. This is a good idea to get rid of her completely. Her chance.

The purple-gold ermine, which rushed like a bolt of purple-gold lightning, had arrived not far from the carriage in the blink of an eye. Its purple-gold hair was glowing with metallic luster, but its originally cute appearance now became a bit ferocious, with two long fangs. Revealed from the corner of the mouth, the eyes turned blood red, and the wide open mouth could easily swallow the ugly duckling alive, just like a wild dog.

It had obviously also discovered the ugly duckling with fried fur all over its body. There was a hint of surprise in its bloodshot eyes, and its lightning-like speed also slowed down slightly.

However, that trace of surprise quickly disappeared. His eyes suddenly turned blood red and became even more violent. The front paws that were more than ten centimeters long easily scratched a large stone. The speed actually increased again. He jumped up, opened his big mouth and bit at the ugly duckling.

Facing the purple-gold mink with its wide-open mouth, the ugly duckling did not show any fear. With a pair of small ears standing high, it stood up directly on its hind legs and yelled at the purple-gold mink menacingly: "Meow~"

This cry was soft and a bit milky. Mag, who was holding the butcher's knife at his waist, almost couldn't help laughing. His good momentum was completely destroyed by this soft cry. He originally thought he was an ugly duckling. At this critical moment, Dansheng Cat's extraordinary side may have to be revealed. After all, the ugly duckling has been eager to try from the beginning to the end, without any fear.

But now it seems that it is not because of how powerful it is, but because this guy is really good. After all, he dares to stretch out his claws in the face of a giant dragon. Expressing hostility to a purple golden ferret obviously has nothing to do with strength.

Mag's hand had already grasped the handle of the knife. At such a distance, he was sure to kill the purple ermine before its teeth fell on the ugly duckling.

His sword is really fast.

"Eat it! It's better to eat it all and spend a little more time!" Eva opened her eyes wide and huddled in the corner of the carriage, thinking hysterically in her heart.

Sivir caught the flying boomerang and threw it out again. At the same time, she tried to speed up her speed a bit. There was a bit of unbearability in her eyes, but if the kitten could delay for some time, she could catch up.

However, just when Mag was about to take action, the purple ferret flying in the air heard the ugly duckling's call, and his eyes suddenly widened, as if he heard the death knell, and there was endless confusion in his eyes as he looked at the ugly duckling. He was so frightened that he spread his limbs, and the membranes from his elbows to his knees tightened instantly. He tried to turn around and escape in mid-air. The super momentum that swept over him instantly fell to the bottom, and he did not dare to face the ugly duckling directly.

However, the purple sable that rushed at a very fast speed was already in front of the ugly duckling. Just as it had turned halfway, the ugly duckling stood up on its hind legs and stretched out its little paws to pat its head.

"Crack."

The Purple Mink fell straight to the ground, its eyes protruding, and it was no longer breathing.