When he walked into the Adventurer's Guild again, Meng Xingyuan was just as he had been when he first arrived, his clothes were fluttering and he was spotless.
Moreover, the clothes he transformed into with his armor at the moment were white clothes!
This is particularly dazzling in the stronghold of free adventurers dressed in black, gray and blue.
"Hand in the assignment."
Wearing white clothes, he came floating over, with an indifferent expression. Meng Xingyuan came directly to the task processing office and said.
"OK……"
Feng Xiaoling turned her head and looked at him, suddenly startled, "It's you?!"
"Huh?" Meng Xingyuan looked at her with a strange expression on his face, "What?"
"You...you're not dead?"
Feng Xiaoling had a look of astonishment on her face.
The mission cycle of adventurers is usually ten days, or half a month.
If there are more difficult tasks, I should be back in a month or two.
If this time is exceeded, the task will generally be judged to have failed, and the team that received the task will be destroyed.
At this time, other adventurer teams can take on this mission again.
Feng Xiaoling was quite impressed by Meng Xingyuan.
Of course, this impression was not a good one. She thought he was seeking death, and it was a meaningless pretense...
This kind of man is the stupidest.
If you don't have any ability, you still like to show off, and you'll slap the fat guy in the face and abandon him. This is the most boring thing.
Although Meng Xingyuan looked handsome, clearly different from ordinary adventurers, and seemed to be a good match, Feng Xiaoling still shook her head in her heart.
Half a year later, she had long thought that the handsome boy must have died in the wild.
Otherwise, it has been half a year, and even if it is just for supplies, I should go back to the guild.
Not surprisingly, this person should be dead.
Half a year later, Feng Xiaoling suddenly saw Meng Xingyuan again, and seeing his flowing white clothes and spotless appearance, Feng Xiaoling was of course shocked!
"You want me to die?" Looking at the woman in front of him, Meng Xingyuan narrowed his eyes and his face turned dark.
"No, no..."
Meng Xingyuan's face was dark, and Feng Xiaoling was also embarrassed. Cursing someone to death in front of others is not a kind act.
She immediately waved her hands and wanted to explain.
Suddenly a surprised voice came from behind: "Sir!"
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of hurried footsteps, and with a "hurrah", a group of people surrounded the counter.
"Um?"
Meng Xingyuan turned around and looked at these excited and respectful people. He frowned slightly and said, "You..."
Immediately, his eyes lit up and he seemed to have remembered. He chuckled and said, "Oh, it turns out it's you."
These people were the same free adventurers who had followed him and picked up his body.
Chen Zebing and others were very excited. Seeing Meng Xingyuan look over, they immediately bowed deeply again, their attitude could not be more respectful.
Thinking of Meng Xingyuan's help to them and the harvest of those days, Chen Zebing said with excitement: "Thank you for your cultivation, we will never forget it."
Chen Zebing was very grateful.
They didn't think anything about picking up the corpse for a while, until they returned to the guild and found someone to evaluate the ferocious beast materials they had. The spirit stones they received almost made them crazy on the spot!
There is no doubt that that is a huge amount of money.
At least that's the case for them.
Divided equally among more than 20 people, each of them can actually get one hundred thousand spiritual stones.
During the entire process of selling ferocious beast materials, every team member was in a daze and couldn't believe this fact.
It wasn't until after the distribution was completed that everyone held the hot 100,000 spirit stones tightly in their hands, and everyone screamed like crazy!
So cool!
After being freelance adventurers for ten years, this is the first time they have discovered that money can come so quickly!
To them, meeting Meng Xingyuan was a great opportunity!
For Meng Xingyuan, in their hearts at this moment, they have risen to the level of a god.
If I could meet him here, I would naturally come over and say hello.
One hundred thousand spiritual stones is enough to buy them ten lives!
What's more, one hundred thousand spiritual stones per person?
Meng Xingyuan smiled and didn't pay much attention.
The reason why he didn't bother to deal with the beast carcasses was because he no longer paid attention to the few spiritual stones that were used to sell ferocious beast materials.
Abandoned in the wild, it will either be eaten by other ferocious beasts, or it will take advantage of others. In his opinion, it is not much different.
He waved his hands and was about to say something. Before he could speak, a sarcastic voice sounded from behind: "Chen Zebing, look at you like a slave. You bow to everyone when you see him. Are your knees too weak?"
Everyone frowned and looked back, only to see a young man in purple surrounded by three or five big men. The young man in purple looked at Meng Xingyuan, who was dressed in white and snowy clothes, with slanted eyebrows and crooked eyes. He immediately narrowed his eyes and felt unhappy in his heart.
In other words, when he first saw Meng Xingyuan, he didn't like him.
Freelance adventurers often wear dark-colored clothes because they are less likely to get dirty.
White, among a group of free adventurers wearing dark clothes, naturally looks particularly eye-catching.
If you are a coquettish person, you are high-profile and want to show your uniqueness, you will naturally get into trouble easily.
The rafters at the top rot first.
Just like now, when he saw Meng Xingyuan for the first time, the young man in purple wanted to find an excuse to punish him!
"Boy, you are very unfamiliar. Where are you?" The young man in purple came over, his eyes were not eyes, and his nose was not a nose. He looked like a gangster, making people feel itchy and want to slap him.
He looked at Meng Xingyuan, as if he wanted to see through his true identity. Then, he noticed that Meng Xingyuan was about to submit a mission at this moment, so he took out the Adventurer Medal in his hand.
"Pfft! A sixth-stage adventurer! Hahaha! A sixth-stage adventurer, still an 'adult'?!"
The moment he saw the six stripes of the Adventurer's Medal, the young man in purple burst into tears.
He laughed so exaggeratedly that he could hardly straighten his waist.
He was not sure before, so he did not dare to provoke too much. Because Chen Zebing and his group called the young man in white in front of him "sir" and were so respectful, he thought this was some kind of extraordinary existence.
This will take a look...
Six-stage adventurer?!
He laughed exaggeratedly, and even the big men following him had mocking looks on their faces, which attracted a lot of attention and looked this way.
The young man in purple clothes was even more proud. He pointed at Meng Xingyuan and sneered at Chen Zebing and others who were ashen-faced: "Is this your 'sir'? Old Chen, Old Chen, it's useless for me to regard you as my opponent. You are failing."
Are you crazy? Is a sixth-level miscellaneous fish worthy of your respect?"
"Chu Mu, you are brave!"
Chen Zebing and others' faces instantly turned pale.
Chen Zebing stepped out, pointed at the young man in purple, and shouted.
The veins on his forehead were beating wildly and he was very excited. If he hadn't been concerned that this was within the guild, he would have taken action at this moment.
"laugh!"
The young man in purple sneered, with even more disdain on his face. With a "ding!", he popped out his Adventurer Medal, slapped it on the counter, and then looked at Meng Xingyuan with an arrogant look, "See, there's no boy, Star Seal Medal! Six!"
How dare you call Duan's trash an adult, I am your adult!"