Chapter 2221: I am from Baixilou City (4)

The moment I saw the monk in the Loucheng, Afeng felt that the heart was stunned by the fist and shivered without competing.
In front of these few masters of the city, the age of the monks is not big, it seems to be a little older than him, but the repair is a far cry.
They are strong, more than any mercenary present, giving an inscrutable feeling.
In addition, it is hidden, but it can make people feel the murderous.
This is the real powerhouse!
A Feng has a feeling, or the other party can turn a large group of people to the ground with only one person.
In addition to the kind of momentum that makes people feel trembling, the weapons and equipment on the other side also make Afeng very envious.
Low-key and introverted, but without losing the prestige, let people know at a glance that the cost is high.
In fact, this is true. If the equipment of the Loucheng monk is equivalent to cash, it is not a good thing.
The weaponry and equipment that the Loucheng monk has eliminated has always been a good thing that the wild repairers have sought after. Unfortunately, many times they are not allowed to ask for it.
Unless it is necessary, the weapons and equipment of the Loucheng monks will not easily flow outside the city.
The elimination products are so sought after, and the genuine nature does not say that it is impossible to get it.
Looking at the armor on the other side, A Feng is the first to give birth to a craving, if the armor can wear on his body, how good!
Just as he was secretly guilty in his heart, several monks in the city had already looked around for four weeks, and then ordered orders against a group of mercenaries.

Everyone is prepared to enter the transport ship in turn, remember to keep order, and the troublemaker will be directly disqualified from employment!

This monk in the city did not deliberately say anything, so as to threaten to shake these wild and wild mercenaries from the mountains and forests.
The mercenaries around did not speak, but there was no warning that they dared to despise each other. Once they were deprived of the qualification to accept employment, it is likely to mean entering the blacklist of Baixilou.
From then on, it is not only difficult to accept the task at Baixilou, even if it enters the area controlled by other buildings, it will also hit the wall because of these bad records.
Tang Zhen did not deliberately ask the Shenglong Theater to maintain harmony, but used some methods to minimize conflicts within the theater.
For example, this rule will enable the mercenaries to be honest and avoid unnecessary troubles.
With awe, there is restraint in acting, and between mortals and monks.
The mercenaries who heard the order immediately queued up as required, then carried personal belongings and entered the transport ship one after another.
The monks in the city were standing next to each other, looking at the mercenaries who continued to enter the transport ship, and whispered a few words from time to time.
A Feng didn't know what these monks were doing, but Aaron Shu quietly reminded them to try to make themselves look more powerful.
If you are lucky, you will be seen by the Loucheng monks and get unexpected good work.
"What is the unexpected good job?"
A Feng secretly pondered, but the hands did not hesitate, quickly put away the goods that he sold.
He didn't throw away these things. After all, there are some medicines in these materials, which are completely useful on the battlefield.
In addition to cultivation in these years, A Feng also learned the skills of refining medicine. Although there is no complete inheritance, he can still save the wounded.
Even he has made up his mind, and if there is an opportunity, he must make the good medicines he has mastered.
This can be sold on the battlefield, saving lives and earning an additional income.
The children of the poor have long been home, and in order to earn enough cultivation resources, Ah Feng has been doing this for years.
Even if it is about to be on the battlefield, I am still thinking about making money from doing business.
For A Feng, money is the most important thing. This concept is almost unshakable in his heart.
He signed up as a mercenary, and he took a fancy to the rich rewards, but there was no other reason.
A team of mercenaries entered the transport ship, and soon it was Afeng and others. They also learned the appearance of other people and formed two long queues.
Looking at the huge transport ship, Afeng’s eyes took a look forward and walked forward.
"Wait!"
Ah Feng was just close to the hatch, but he heard someone talking, and then he saw a monk in the city coming over.
Everyone was surprised, but still followed the footsteps of stopping at the same time.
The monk in the building did not pay attention to other people, but went straight to the front of Afeng, and looked up and down at him.
To be more precise, he looked at the knife he had behind him, with a strange color in his eyes.
A Feng didn't understand what the other side was doing, but fortunately did not feel malicious.
"Where did you get the sword from you?"
After looking at the sword for a few times, the monk in the building looked at Afeng and asked with a hint of curiosity.
"This is when I was scratching the mud snail when I was a child, I accidentally found it in the mud on the side of Baixi. I don't know the specific origin of it."
Since the day of cultivation, this sword has been accompanied by Afeng and has become a part of his body.
He even wants to find out the origin of this sword, know who he belongs to, and why he is left on the bank of Baixi?
"Beside the White Creek?"
The man in the building frowned, then he was stunned and then nodded lightly.
"It turned out to be."
After he said this, he looked at Afeng and said, "You should wait here first, and others can continue to board the transport ship."
Next to Along Shu and others heard the words, a hint of hesitation, did not want to leave Ah Feng alone.
However, looking at the appearance of this building city monk does not seem to be looking for trouble. If they are suspicious, it will inevitably cause the other party's unhappiness.
"Uncle Aaron, you should go to the transport ship first, I will go to you soon."
A Feng turned his head and said that he did not want Aaron Uncle to be embarrassed.
"Well, I am waiting for you inside."
After Aaron Uncle finished speaking, he gave a ceremony to the young Loucheng monk, and then called a group of young people to board the transport ship.
The young Loucheng monk saw a smile with a smile: "I think you must know now, why do I ask the origin of the sword and why have you left it?"
Afeng nodded. Although he had some speculations, he did not pretend to be smart, but waited for the other's answer.
"This sword on your body is one of the early standard weapons of the Holy Dragon City, with the mark of the trump card.
Those who can possess such weapons are all following the example of Lord Tang Zhen, who came from the wilderness of the wilderness.
Over the years, the weapons of St. Dragon City have been constantly updated. Like the sword in your hands, I have long known that I have been eliminated.
The sword in your hand should come from a monk in the city, not necessarily the relic of the other party, but it has very important significance.
I hope to be able to make a deal with you, buy your sword, and will definitely give you an absolutely fair price.

Hearing the explanation of the monk in the Loucheng, A Feng suddenly realized that the sword that he had accidentally picked up had such a large origin.
Presumably, when the Loucheng monks and the Orc Legions fought in the Baixi Valley, the Loucheng monks were inadvertently left behind.
It is no wonder that the appearance of this weapon is inconspicuous, but the quality is so extraordinary, like the extended limbs!