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Chapter 262

There are very few weapons in Tongjia Village.

When you join the hunting team, you can barely get a knife and a spear. Like ordinary villagers, the weapons they have are either big sticks made of ironwood or various wooden handles and iron heads, which they use for farm work in their spare time.

Agricultural tools used to kill enemies in wartime.

In most deserted villages, all the people are soldiers, but it is impossible to really have all the people on hand as "soldiers".

Even the weapons in the hands of the hunting team are mostly of inferior quality and crudely made. The broadsword in the hand of captain Tong Yan is said to be the best "treasure sword" in the hunting team, but it only has the word "heavy".

Compared with the real magic weapon, it's nothing!

It is conceivable that these villagers were overjoyed when they learned that Meng Xingyuan disdained the weapons left behind by the dead Red Wolf Bandit.

Weapons are just people who eat.

With weapons, you can go hunting, kill enemies, and protect your home.

What's more, as the notorious Red Wolf Bandits are on the edge of the wilderness, their equipment is much better than that of the Tongjiacun hunting team.

Even the back-slicing broadsword in the hands of captain Tong Yan is not as useful as the weapons in the hands of ordinary Red Wolf Thieves.

Swapping a shotgun for a cannon is nothing more than that.

Naturally, the whole Tongjia Village was inexplicably excited.

Tong Hu also picked one. As a furry boy with no hair, he was not qualified to pick a weapon.

Tong Hu also knew this.

After all, the hunting team is the main force and guardian of the entire Tongjia Village. Of course, they must use good things first. How dare you, a useless brat, to come up and pick a weapon? I won’t kill you!

But this time it's different.

He just stood on the periphery of the crowd and glanced eagerly at the pile of weapons. Immediately, enthusiastic villagers pushed him forward, and beside him were uncles and elders from the hunting team, who enthusiastically let him go first.

pick!

Use it on him first, and then let other members of the hunting team choose!

Tong Hu was flattered by such treatment.

He immediately spotted the pair of bloody giant axes that were the most dazzling among the weapons.

The blood-colored giant ax has a special metal color that is bright, powerful and domineering! Everyone will like it at first sight.

Although a small hole was punched through the body of a giant axe, it was not harmful at all considering the huge body of the axe.

Compared with the maces, ghost-headed hammers, and machetes next to it, this bloody giant ax is obviously more eye-catching and more advanced at a glance.

Seeing Tong Hu pointing at the bloody giant ax, the villagers' smiles suddenly became stiff and they all looked at the captain Tong Yan.

Tong Yan's face was also a little stiff, because he was the first to take a fancy to this bloody giant axe.

There was a pile of trophies, but Meng Xingyuan didn't want them. The whole village was following him to pick them, and they knew that the best ones must be reserved for him, the leader of the hunting team.

He also has the confidence to take it.

After all, the stronger he is, the greater the benefits will be to the people of Tongjia Village. Whether he is guarding his home or hunting prey, he is the leader of the hunting team.

All the villagers looked embarrassed.

Everyone understands the truth. And if it was in the past, Tong Hu wouldn't let him dictate what he was doing, let alone grabbing things from the captain, even challenging for spoils and picking prey.

Everyone was embarrassed.

Especially the villager who pushed Tong Hu over was even more embarrassed.

He had already noticed that something was wrong with the way others looked at him.

After an awkward stalemate for a moment, Tong Yan took the initiative and pulled out the pair of bloody giant axes from the pile of weapons and handed them to Tong Hu.

Tong Hu didn't think it was anything.

Looking at the bloody giant axe, he felt that his whole body was hot and inexplicably excited.

There is no doubt that he has shown the characteristics of a martial arts fanatic at a young age. Like all people who are good at martial arts, their eyes will light up when they see a good weapon.

This was the state he was in at the time.

But soon his face turned bitter, because he realized that he couldn't lift the pair of bloody giant axes at all!

It’s very difficult to drag this thing, let alone swing it?!

Under the good-natured ridicule of the villagers, Tong Hu had no choice but to give up the bloody ax and chose a mace instead. Because he was a stick player before.

The bloody giant ax naturally belongs to Tong Yan.

Everyone is happy.

At this time, Tong Hu rushed out with a mace, with excitement on his face. Naturally, he wanted to show off in front of Meng Xingyuan.

Meng Xingyuan's eyes looked a little disgusted.

As for the mace in front of him, apart from its heavy weight and hard material, he couldn't find any other advantages to praise this mace.

In short, in the human world, this mace is just an ordinary soldier that is very expensive to make.

If the person who is not using it is an orc who is extremely powerful and invulnerable, and wants to use this thing against human monks and warriors, he is really asking for death.

The mace densely covered with steel nails dangled in front of his eyes. Meng Xingyuan began to fully understand the bratty side of Tong Hu.

He grabbed the mace, and in Tong Hu's eyes widened, his hand was covered with a layer of black gold armor. He held it tightly and directly crushed the mace in his hand, section by section, and then rubbed it.

It was rolled into a ball, rolled into a big iron ball, kicked, and instantly turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky.

Tong Hu was dumbfounded.

Tong Huang beside the door was also stunned.

Tong Hu felt sad. He felt so wronged. He sobbed in his throat and was immediately held down by Meng Xingyuan. "Don't cry. Brother Meng will give you a better weapon later. Come back to the house with me now."

I have something to tell you."

Entering the room, Meng Xingyuan briefly explained his decision.

What he meant was to leave some treasures as a way of repaying the life-saving grace of Tonghuang and Tonghu, and as a thank you for taking care of them these days.

Meng Xingyuan has prepared a lot.

The village chief said that the bones of ferocious beasts hidden in the storage ring taken from the leader of the red wolf bandits could be sold for a big price. And in the corner pile, those scattered bone fragments were the bones from before.

There were quite a few of the 'Bone Coins' that Tong Huang had mentioned to him, and they seemed to be an unimaginable amount of wealth for this small deserted village.

In order to give them the strength to protect themselves, Meng Xingyuan left behind a few intermediate talismans, a few handy weapons, and the Feijian Pill that still had nine uses, which he also disowned and regarded as his master.

The gift is placed in a storage ring.

Because Tong Hu likes to practice martial arts. He thought about it, spent some killing points, and exchanged it for a good yellow-level seventh-level boxing technique. He used the [Soul Recording Jade Talisman] to peel it off and put it in the storage ring.

among.

Of course, this thing is no small matter. He would tell Tong Hu what it means to keep a low profile and bide your time, and make progress slowly to avoid progressing too fast and arousing suspicion from interested people.

Meng Xingyuan considered everything that could be considered.

However, when he handed the ring on his hand to Tong Huang, he thought that the money-lover would take it happily, but he was pushed back.

Meng Xingyuan was stunned and looked up at her.

But he saw this little girl shaking her head, looking at him and saying firmly: "I want to go with you!"


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