The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1081

"Ah."

Leng Wuyou nodded, and handed him the list, but Wei Lin didn't pick it up, but looked at Leng Wuyou with a smile in his eyes, "Since there is no problem, then I will trouble the leader to go to the mercenary union for a while. Come on, just hand in this list."

Leng Wuyou glanced at him, remained silent for a while, then withdrew her hand, forget it, for the sake of him working for her, and for the sake of how long he has been a toolman, she reluctantly Also be a tool man.

The mercenary guild, Leng Wuyou walked straight along the hall, and under the guidance of the staff, she came to a closed room.

The room was very small and filled with a lot of sundries. The moment she entered, she even smelled dust.

Boxes piled up on both sides, one after another, I don't know what's inside, leaving only a small road in the middle.

She was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the mercenary guild would have such a small and closed place, and it was so messy. Those who didn't know it thought it was a utility room.

Leading Leng Wuyou's staff, he had already left when he arrived at the door, and now Leng Wuyou was the only one left. After looking around, he didn't find anyone there.

Frowning, she walked forward slowly, walking through the narrow corridor. When she came to the innermost part of the room, she found a figure in a corner.

The person turned his back to him, and sheets of paper were spread on the ground, with densely packed small characters written on them.

Leng Wuyou glanced over, um, those are the lists they signed up for, she was silent, and then looked at the figure with his back, did these lists all pile up on the ground so casually?

"Well, those who submit the list can just put it on the ground. If you have anything to do, go out and turn right, and go to the mission hall to find the staff to deal with. I don't allow idlers to step in at will." The old voice sounded full of majesty, then But the man didn't turn around, but kept his back to her, but his hands were moving, and he didn't know what he was doing, looking extraordinarily focused and serious.

Leng Wuyou responded, she didn't hand over the list to him or put it on the table, but put it on the ground directly, as if putting it on the ground and putting it on the table are actually the same, both very It's just a normal thing, nothing to be surprised about.

Leng Wuyou turned around and was about to leave after letting go. The person with his back to her felt her movement and moved slightly. He slowly turned his head, his cheeks were covered by hair, which made people feel awkward for a while. Can't see what he looks like.

However, there was a trace of surprise in his old eyes at this moment. This kid was a bit beyond his expectation, because every time the people who came here to hand in the lists before heard that he was going to throw those lists on the ground, Everyone frowned and asked why he threw the list of things on the ground and intended to preach to him.

This boy was a little different.

Seeing that the boy was about to step out of the room, he subconsciously said, "Wait a minute."

Leng Wuyou just raised one foot, and she was about to step out, when she heard the voice, she stopped and didn't look back, but asked directly, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask, I asked you to throw the list on the ground, why didn't you preach to me or why didn't you ask me why I threw the list on the ground?" He was really curious.

Saying this, he stretched out his hand and brushed away the hair that blocked his sight, revealing an old face, which was covered with wrinkles, and looked a little kind, but it might be the reason why he stayed in a dark corner for a long time. Slightly paler.

"Oh." Leng Wuyou turned his head and glanced at the messy list on the ground, without any other emotions, "Can't you put it?"

Changmata paused, "No."

Why can't it be released?Obviously he said it and asked him to put the list on the ground.

"En." Leng Wuyou nodded, his expression remained the same as before.

So why on earth did he follow his words like this?

Isn't he afraid that he will lose their list?

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