"Is the Yellow Orange Group the mercenary group with the Holy Sword Master?"
"Yes, that's the one."
"I also know that the Yellow Orange Regiment is much stronger than Qiu Dela's Ice Flame Mercenary Regiment."
"Although these five men in blue are quite strong, they should be incomparable to a behemoth like Huang Ju Tuan."
The surrounding discussions provided some information that Zhuo Ran wanted to know. A strong man at the level of a holy swordsman, who can also make all the changes in the gold-level empire, actually stayed in a mercenary group. Obviously, the background of this mercenary group is very
Strong.
Zhuoran glanced at the thin Tutu Lan in front of him and guessed in his mind: "This guy should be a peripheral member of the Huangju Group. While serving as a guide, he is also collecting intelligence. It kills two birds with one stone."
His aquiline nose stopped midway, and he looked at Tutu Lan with dark eyes and said: "Since you are the guest entertained by the Huangju Group, of course we, the Blue Robes Team, have to give you some face." He said, staring closely with his triangular eyes.
Zhu Zhuoran said: "Looking at your age and attire, you should also be participating in the competition. When the time comes, I really hope to meet you and let you truly understand what it means to be miserable."
"Tsk, tsk, I will take special care of those two beauties, and you, I will definitely make you regret what you said just now."
Zhuoran snorted coldly and said proudly: "You should pray not to let us meet you. By then, you won't even know how you died."
Tutulan's body became tense again just now. Although he was a member of the Yellow Orange Group, he was only a peripheral member. Even if he was bullied by the opponent's Blue Robes team, he didn't dare to say that the senior management of the Yellow Orange Group was willing to stand up for him.
He also adheres to the consistent customer first. As a guide, he should do his best to solve the problems of the guests. However, why is the person behind him so difficult to serve? He looks quite handsome, young and rich.
You must not be a fool, right? Why provoke someone who is obviously very powerful?
At this moment, a chubby middle-aged fat man ran over and said loudly: "Everyone, stop it. No one can fight in the Holy Stone Shop. Don't you know whose property the Holy Stone Shop belongs to? Be careful with your heads.
If you don’t want to live, I won’t stop you.”
The boss's words were obviously more useful than Tutulan's. The five men in blue robes left with gloomy faces without saying anything tit-for-tat to Zhuo Ran and the others.
The chubby boss took a sip and said: "That's bullshit Blue Jackets. You come here to act like a boss when you don't have any money. You've been doing ink there for a long time and you can't even afford a magic ball. It really makes my little eyes look down on you."
When Yun Qing heard this, he chuckled and said, "Boss Yuan, you are quite funny when you talk!"
When the fat boss heard this, he looked at Yun Qing proudly and said, "Of course, if you don't look good, and if you don't speak funny, no woman will like you. But you, little girl, how do you know my name?"
Yun Qing was stunned and asked: "I don't know, how should I call you?"
The fat boss said: "My name is Yuan Bute, didn't you just call me Boss Yuan?"
"Ah, yes. That's what I called you. But, I saw that your body is round and round, so I called you that." After Yun Qing finished speaking, he lightly stuck out his tongue. You are as beautiful as she is, and you are so beautiful.
Such a delicate gesture is of course very endearing.
Yuan Bute said: "The little girl is very cute. It's okay. By the way, what are you doing here? Judging from your clothes, you probably don't have much money, right? To put it bluntly, everything I have here is very expensive."
Zhuoran chuckled and said, "Your boss has a very good personality, I like it."
Yuan Bute narrowed his eyes, smacked his lips, and said awkwardly: "Although you are a handsome young man, I am not one of those perverted old nobles, so I will not like you. Sorry!"
"
"Pfft!"
Yun Qing laughed, and even Lian Na, who was always cold, showed a smile.
Zhuo Ran had a dark face and stopped talking. He was afraid that the next thing he said, this weird Yuan Bute would say something shocking again.
"Okay, since you are three very brave and lovely young people, I will always give you some gifts when you meet for the first time. Xiao Wu, come here and bring me three intermediate fighting energy storage stones."
"Here we come!" A young boy trotted over holding three fist-sized red stones.
Tutulan smiled at the side and said: "Boss Yuan Bute is still so generous. These three Dou Qi storage stones can be sold for one thousand gold coins!"
Zhuoran waved his hand and said: "You are open for business, and we will not ask for your things in vain. Moreover, we are here to discuss business with you, not to beg for food. You should not give us anything."
Yuan Bute was slightly surprised and said: "That's right, then please come here. Let me see what good things the young people nowadays have."
Zhuoran smiled and said: "You will be surprised."
The three of them were directly introduced into a single room, and immediately a beautiful woman with good figure and good temperament served them a fruit plate.
The fat boss sat on top and said, "Take it out and let me see."
A faint black light flashed from Zhuoran's hand, and a large magical beast crystal core appeared on the ground. The ferocious beast souls in the crystal core were roaring, but no sound came out.
The light was so bright that Yuan Bute's little eyes were stung and narrowed. He walked to the crystal core pile and said: "Not bad, very good. As the competition approaches, many warriors want to fuse beast souls to enhance their strength, and
It’s hard to find the ones that suit you, and these high-quality crystal cores of yours can be sold for a lot of money.”
Zhuoran said: "You can see how much it's worth."
"Level nine is worth 100,000 gold coins, level eight is worth fifty thousand gold coins, level seven is worth thirty thousand gold coins, level six is worth ten thousand gold coins, level five is worth five thousand gold coins, and those below level four are worthless at all."
"Okay, let's do the math."
Yuan Bute fiddled with it casually and said: "The ninth level is five yuan, the eighth level is twenty yuan, the seventh level is thirty yuan, the sixth level is ten yuan, the fifth level is three yuan, and there are none below the fourth level. It seems that you are the same."
I know it’s useless to ask for those things.”
"Yeah." Zhuo Ran said in his heart: "They were all swallowed up by Hongying, a prodigal woman like Yun Qing, so of course there are no more."
"The total is 2,515,000, are you correct?"
Zhuoran said: "Don't rush to give money, we need something. Can we have a space ring?"
Yuan Bute said: "Yes, the most common kind. It sells to people outside for 300,000 gold coins. I'll give you 250,000 gold coins."
"Seven series of intermediate magic stones, give me twenty yuan for the first series."
"Seven series?"
"right!"
Yuan Bute frowned and calculated: "Originally, the thunder type ones are more expensive than the other six types, so I'll give you the same price. Each piece is 20,000 gold coins, and 140 pieces is 2.8 million gold coins.
There’s not enough money.”
Zhuoran nodded, looked at Yun Qing and said, "Take out yours too."
Wow!
Another pile of Warcraft crystal cores.
"They are all at level eight, fifty yuan, two and a half million gold coins."
"Add twenty more thunder magic stones," Yun Qing said.
Yuan Bute went out and called the boy to get ready.
After a while, three boys came in, each holding a box. They put it on the ground and left. They didn't want to waste any more time in this room. After a while, the three boys ran away again.
After two trips, I got nine boxes here and then stood in a corner.
Yuan Bute opened the first box, and there was a silk bag inside. He poured out a space ring and said: "Ring without an owner, input fighting energy or magic power to establish the connection by yourself."
Yun Qing took the light red ring, handed it to Lian Na and said, "No, use it. You also have a space ring. I have already named this ring for you."
Lian Na was not polite and just asked softly: "What's your name?"
"The Ranlian Ring is pretty good, isn't it. Mine is the Ranyun Ring, Zhuoran's is the Qingzhuo Ring, and yours is the Ranlian Ring."
Hearing this, Lian Na blushed slightly and said, "Well, that's pretty good." She outputted a trace of silver-white fighting spirit and established a connection with the ring. She opened her tender white hands and looked at Yun Qing's name Ran Lian in a daze.
He was wearing a light red ring, his mind was swaying, and he was actually stunned.
Zhuoran looked at the nine boxes that were more than one foot high and two feet long and said, "Here, help me open the box. I will put all the magic stones into the Qingzhuo Ring."
Yuan Bute opened a box and said, "Here are the remaining gold tickets. Please count them."
Yun Qing squatted in front of the box, looking at each thick gold ticket with a denomination of one thousand, and carefully checked it before putting it into his space ring.
At this time, Zhuoran and Lian Na had already put away the magic stones.
Yuan Bute said: "This transaction is very pleasant. Welcome to visit us next time."
"Okay. The need will come later."
Tutulan, who was waiting at the door, saw Zhuoran and the others coming out, and quickly waited on the sidelines and asked: "Is it done?"
"Well, let's go, take us to the most famous weapons store."
Yunqing holds the golden ticket in his hand, that is, the eldest mistress, who has absolute authority.
Tutulan said: "The best weapons store is Nuss Weapons Store. This is opened in the name of Sword Master Nuss Clark. The quality of the items inside is absolutely guaranteed."
Zhuoran remembered that when he was in the Silver Eagle Empire, he bought his copper rod and Yunqing's demon sword there. However, the copper rod had been broken into dregs after half a year of training, but Yunqing's demon sword became sharper and sharper.
The sharp feeling made Zhuo Ran afraid to get close.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shiver all over. He remembered that the dimensional blade in Yun Qing's sister Yun Rou's hand was so sharp that she always had to toss him enough. What if Yun Qing also inherited her sister's excellence?
Tradition', he felt like he didn't want to live anymore.
Their purpose is very simple, which is to choose some equipment for Lian Na. If possible, Yun Qing also needs it. But her current requirements are too high, and ordinary things can no longer fit into her beautiful eyes. He looked at it and left
Lian Na, who was next to Yun Qing, glanced at her and felt warm in her heart. In the past six months, he had seen the latter's hard work. In order to catch up with him and Yun Qing, Lian Na had to suffer a lot.