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Chapter eight hundred and thirty first big pillow

"Joan of Arc, what happened to you just now?"

In the temporary rental house, there were only Youfeng and Joan of Arc. They sat face to face. Youfeng looked at Joan of Arc with a serious expression. The incident during the battle just now really scared him.

This is to deal with a Death Death Guy. If a ancestral level person comes, even he will definitely not feel good.

""Joan of Arc lowered his head, his hands trembled inadvertently, obviously reflecting on what happened just now, why did he suddenly hug her and rub it off.

She also understands the seriousness of things, and doing so in real battles is really likely to cause an unimaginable ending.

"Don't leave next time" Joan of Arc's reflection also made Youfeng breathe a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know the reason, he would just return to normal.

"There's no way it's so cute"

Before Youfeng could finish speaking, Joan of Arc muttered in a low voice, raised his head and looked at Youfeng with his eyes shining.

Joan of Arc is not the famous saint now. Even if he is gifted and has a pure heart, he is just a girl who has been trained for a year and has a girlish side.

Born in Duolaimi Village, I have never seen any big world before. I will be lost in a short time when I suddenly see the prosperity, and I will be cute when I suddenly see cute things.

She has always thought she was a god, but she is actually a 1.5-year-old little face with a delicate face, beautiful length, and a cute loli.

With Joan of Arc's talent, maybe it can adjust its mentality in a short time, but it's the first time

After all, it was Youfeng's fault. He kept pretending to be mysterious and did not let Joan of Arc know his appearance. If he had known it, the situation today would never have happened.

Rush, rubsh

The battle has passed, and now it’s okay, right? Holding Youfeng, Joan of Arc continued to rub, so cute Loli! It really looks like a big doll!

"Woo" a moaning sound, and the faint wind was tangled, and this time I couldn't break free

He hugged tighter than during the battle, damn Alaya. What did he do to this body? Even Joan of Arc could not break free from the power of his power.

From the card surface, he is the strongest heroic spirit level. Now Joan of Arc is not even qualified to become a heroic spirit, so how could he not be able to break free?

The chest, which was not yet grown but was already quite soft, rubbed against the body. The power that could not be scattered was even less powerful.

"Idiot Joan of Arc, someone is coming, pay attention to your identity." The clear footsteps made Youfeng see a glimmer of hope and said pitifully.

Joan of Arc also subconsciously looked at the door, Demes and Beltrand were walking here with the young man.?

While Joan of Arc let go, Youfeng immediately turned into a heroic state, his body turned into purple-black glitter and disappeared into the air.

"Old guy, what happened just now?" The distance between them was not very far, and Beltrand was not blind, and said strangely, "Who didn't see clearly inside, but someone just now knew about it."

"What's wrong? Isn't it just a saint sitting there?" Demes said pretending to be stupid. The one who never showed up had always been. He was a little stunned when the situation just now.

"Qi, I saw it with my own eyes and what else can I hide it?"

"I still ask when I see it"

"Thank you for the Saint's rescue" the words of the two knights and the scene just now, but Giles was wise to say thankfully when he didn't see it.

Some basic content about this girl has been learned from the mouths of the two knights, and the Lord’s revelation was revealed to her, allowing her to expel the English and save France.

If anyone hears it, it will feel like a lie, but Giles feels that it may be true, regardless of whether it is. The other party saved her and must be respected.

And when she saw the girl, Giles' heart was beating, and she wanted to protect her. She wanted to protect her as if she was destined.

"England is our common enemy, you are the officer of France."

"A subordinate of Count Denois, Giles de Les" Giles' handsome expression showed gloom. He was rescued, and what about the others.

"Is something wrong with Earl Denois Orleans?" Xiu frowned. In front of outsiders, Joan of Arc had recovered his original calmness, Earl Denois.

France is not an unfamiliar name. The two strongest nobles in France, the Duke of Orleans and the Duke of Burgundy, have always been hostile to each other.

This is the cause of the war. The Duke of Burgundy assassinated the Duke of Orleans, causing internal strife between the two strongest factions in France and also allowing England to find another opportunity to invade again.

The Duke of Orleans also counterattacked the Duke of Burgundy with corresponding counterattack, completely making the internal strife out of control.

For personal gain and revenge, the Duke of Burgundy chose to form an alliance with England, allowing the English army to easily occupy a large tract of land in northwestern France.

The illegitimate son of the Duke of Orleans was always the guard of the current crown prince at the age of seventeen. He is deeply trusted and now he is the commander-in-chief of Orleans, taking over his father's responsibility.

"Well, the Count and his allies from Scotland went out together to catch the enemy off guard. As a result, they were dragged down by other nobles and blocked by previous monsters. They were seriously injured and their whereabouts were unknown."

""

The eyebrows were even more solemn. Joan of Arc had already expected that the Orleans defenders would fail if they left the city, but he did not expect it to be so serious.

The commander-in-chief responsible for guarding Orleans disappeared, and the rest of the people still have hope of being able to support them.

The French nobles also disappointed Joan of Arc. They still hindered each other at the moment of national crisis, really wanting to ruin the fate of the country?

"His Excellency Gilles, I hope to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince as soon as possible"

Their current area is already in a region loyal to the royal family. Considering that Boccote's sending letters did not move quickly, the results were unexpected, and it was difficult to worry about the problem of letters, so keeping Orleans was the key.

It is normal for Orleans to lose, but even the disappearance of the commander is a big problem. Under normal circumstances, he can let go for half a year, but now he is even a month away. The role of a commander is definitely not that simple.

Count Denois is also a brave knight. As long as he stands on the city wall, he is a flag. How much morale will be lowered if he loses the flag?

If the English army fought again, let the ghouls attack the city as the main force, or let the Dead Men get mixed in, the time for being captured will be even shorter.

“I will do my best to help you”

"I'll be wronged for a while next," Joan of Arc said apologetically.

It will take at least three days from where they are, and every minute of time is precious. (To be continued.)
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