Chaotic Sword God

The 577th chapter of the service (1)

After a sip of tea, several people of Jian Chen came to the compound where the **** mercenary group lived. Although the size of the large house where the **** mercenary group lived was not small, but the work on the facade was completely unfinished, simple and old. The door was tightly closed, and the front door was covered with a thick layer of dust. It was known that no one had cleaned it for a long time, and in front of the gate, it was faintly visible. Footprints.

Jian Chen looked at the house of the **** mercenary group and whispered: "This blood-stricken mercenary group does not know whether it is too lazy to take care of these or they are too lazy, even let their home door dirty like this, it really is Different."

"It seems that this **** mercenary group is much lower than I expected. If other family forces have such powerful forces as the **** mercenary group, I am afraid that the door of my home has been beautifully decorated. Where is this? Look." Ming Dong also said with amazement.

"Let's go in and see." Jian Chen said.

Several people in Jian Chen turned over and took the World of Warcraft mount to the front of the house, and Du Gufeng consciously stepped up the pace. The first one came to the front door and reached for the heavy door.

Soon after, the closed door of the **** mercenary group was opened, revealing a middle-aged man whose age was about forty years old. The middle-aged man was bald and his head was sharp and his forehead was left with a sly The scars added a bit of fierceness to him.

The middle-aged man looked suspicious and swept his eyes and stood a few young women outside the gate. He said with a blank expression: "Who are you?"

"We are the people of the Flames Mercenary Corps. We are visiting the door today." It was Jian Chen. He arched his hand with a smile, and his movements were calm and chic.

"Flame mercenary group?" The bald middle-aged man whispered in a low voice, his brow slightly wrinkled, because the name was too strange for him, and none of the forces on the countertop in Yundu City Called the power of the Flames Mercenary.

The bald middle-aged man once again looked at the sword dust several people, and then his face was a sinking, said: "We have a **** mercenary group during this time, there are important things inconvenient to pick up passengers, a few people still please come back." Said, middle age The man retracted his head and wanted to close the heavy door, but he pushed the door several times and the door panels were motionless.

I saw that one of the palms of Du Gufeng was very casually supported on the door panel, preventing the action of the bald middle-aged man closing the door.

Seeing this scene, the bald middle-aged man sank and his eyes suddenly became fierce. He said, "Hello, what is your intention?"

Jian Chen smiled and said: "Did you succumb to the blood mercenary group to shut the guests out of the door?" Speaking, Jian Chen went straight ahead, pushing two heavy doors and entering the **** mercenary. In the compound of the regiment.

The bald middle-aged man changed his face and immediately stopped in front of the sword dust. He shouted: "Hello, this is the site of my **** mercenary group. If you dare to mess up, then don't blame us for being rude to you. "The bald middle-aged man is so loud and loud that the people who guard the surroundings are attracted."

Suddenly, more than 20 people gathered from all directions, and stared at several people in Jian Chen, and they were very unfriendly to the sword dust.

Looking at the opposite of the more than 20 people with a look of fierceness, both the East and the Du Gufeng have a hint of disdain.

"The head of our Flame Mercenary Corps personally came to visit your **** mercenary group. It is enough to give you face. You not only refuse to appreciate, but also shut us out. Is this your **** mercenary group? The way to the guest? Go and call me the heads of all of you.” Ming Dong sneered, the momentum of the land sanctuary broke out completely, and the powerful oppressive force enveloped the entire house. Everyone in the mercenary group was alarmed, and they suddenly came out of the house and quickly gathered toward the gate.

"Ha ha ha ha, there are guests to visit, our blood mercenary group is of course very welcome, the people who were previously under the hands are not sensible, but also please do not pay attention to a few guests, if there is a scorn, please forgive me."

Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from the front, only to see three people wearing luxurious robes coming out of the main hall in the center, and the person who spoke was the middle-aged man who was in the middle. The middle-aged man is about forty years old. He is very handsome, his facial features are correct, his skin is white and tender, his eyebrows are stunned, his eyes are stunned, and his hair shines from time to time. He smiles, is very gentle, and has a good affinity. Unconsciously, he felt good about him.

The person who walks on the left side of the middle-aged man is still a strong man who is about the same age as him. Although the brawny is wearing a luxurious white robe with a noble charm, his body seems to be the body. The wildness of the whole can't be concealed. His dress looks more like a wolf in a sheepskin, and some are not at all.

On the right side of the middle-aged man is an old man who is over 70 years old. His face is covered with wrinkles. All his white hair has fallen off. Most of the loose and loose hair remains on his head. It looks like an old man who is always ready to go to the ground.

Despite this, the eyes of the old man are shimmering, sultry, incomparably deep, and seemingly covered with a fog, it is difficult for people to see something from his eyes.

"Head!"

"Head!"

"I have seen the head of the team and two deputy heads!"

Members of the more than 20 **** mercenary groups crowded at the gates greeted the middle-aged man who was walking in the middle of the center, showing a respectful color in his eyes.

The middle-aged man came to the front of Jian Chen and stopped. His eyes stayed in the body of Ming Dong and Du Gufeng, who were behind Jian Chen. Finally, they fell on the front of Jian Chen, and smiled and said: "The next is the head of the **** mercenary group. The two of me are the two deputy heads of the **** mercenary group, called Shan Xiong and Mu Chi Lao."

Jian Chen quickly looked at the three people in front of him, and then the same arched hand replied: "In the lower sword dust, the head of the flame mercenary group, this is the deputy head of the Mingdong, the flame mercenary group and the elders ......"

When I heard the name of Mingdong, I suddenly felt that the name seemed familiar in the heart of the battle, as if I had heard it somewhere, but I couldn’t remember it for a while, but he was too busy thinking about the guests at the moment. The problem is that a few people who have a smile on their face have invited the sword dust to go in. "Haha, please let a few of you go inside, let's talk inside."

Several people in Jianchen were invited to the hall by the enthusiasm of the war. The layout of the hall was very simple, and there was no such luxury that belonged to the big forces.

Jian Chen and the war days chatted a few words and quickly entered the topic.

"Herald God, I see that your **** mercenary group is hiding in the house almost every day to absorb the energy in the magic core to cultivate. Usually, you rarely go out. I think that you must be a big family power." "Sword dust said without hesitation, his face was calm.

After listening to the words of Jian Chen, I didn’t feel the slightest surprise in the war days. They had been entrenched in the Rhythm City for five years. The secrets inside of them were in the eyes of the big forces in Yundu. It is already an open secret.

"Oh, the little brother of Jian Chen said, laughing, our blood mercenary group is just a small mercenary organization, everything depends on ourselves, and there is a big family support behind it." That being said, but the war The look of the sky is sad and painful, and there is a little bit of bleakness in it.

Watching the war day reveals such a look, Jian Chen in the heart of a move, immediately guessed that the battle day is probably a lost family power, is currently unintentional dependence, completely self-reliant.

When this idea came out, the sword dust suddenly became a little happy, and said: "Herald God, there is nothing to do today in the Three Treasures Hall. This time, there is one thing that I want to discuss with you." ""

As soon as it was said, the battle days immediately became rigorous, staring at Jian Chen with a gaze, waiting for his following.

Jian Chen continued: "The Lord of War, the rule of survival on the Tianyuan continent must be very clear in your heart. In the world of weak meat and strong food, only with strong strength can you get better, but if you want to develop power, it is not the mouth. It's so simple, there is still a long way to go in the middle, and there are still many bumps on the way. If you don't pay attention, you will fall into a land of nowhere."

"And when I came here, I wanted to let Warlord join our Flame Mercenary Corps, gather the strengths of both of us to work hard, and strive to grow our own team. I don't know what the Lord of War is."

After listening to this, the three people in the war were surprised and looked at the sword dust very strangely. They did not think that the head of the Flame Mercenary Corps, Jian Chen, came to visit them, but they held this purpose.

Immediately, the three men reacted. The battlefield and the old man Mu Chi were sitting there calmly, but the mountain bear was not as good as the two, and his face was filled with anger and his eyes were sharp. Staring at the sword dust, the extremes of swearing.

"It turns out that you want us to succumb to the blood mercenary group to surrender to your fierce mercenary group. Oh, it’s really a big tone, so you can even say it." The mountain bear was furious.