The four of them speeded up their journey and rushed to the Northern Desert. Their desire to become stronger had never been so strong.
There were no accidents along the way, and some minor troubles were not worth mentioning. Ten days later, we arrived at the entrance to the Northern Desert Wasteland. At the entrance to the Northern Desert Wasteland, there was a small town. This town was entered for training.
It is a supply point for people, and it is also a repair point for people to come out after completing their training.
This town originally had no name, and people called it Wuming Town. It has been called that way ever since.
There are not many residents in Wuming Town, but the folk customs are strong, and most of the townspeople here are capable of martial arts. The residents of the town are never afraid of those who stir up trouble. However, they are very friendly towards guests who can bring them profits.
Gu Fenghua and the others left the wildebeest in an inn, bought some things, stayed at the inn for one night, and decided to enter the Northern Desert wilderness early the next morning.
"Don't worry, ladies and gentlemen, when you come back, your wildebeests will be alive and strong," the waiter said to Gu Fenghua and his group with a smile. These young men must have gone in for training at first glance. This northern desert wasteland is a
Nian didn't know how many lives he would devour, but seeing how good-looking Gu Fenghua and his group were and how generous they were, Xiao Er certainly hoped that they would all come back safe and sound.
"Haha, I don't know if I can come back yet." Suddenly a voice interrupted.
Gu Fenghua and others followed the sound and saw a rugged-looking man with an exposed chest, grinning ferociously at them. There was a long scar on the man's chest, starting from his neck and going down.
It was covered by his clothes, and you couldn't see where it was scratched. Behind him were a few tall, muscular men in similar attire.
Several people standing there are like a wall, giving people a great sense of oppression.
These people... Gu Fenghua narrowed his eyes slightly. The evil aura on these people was not ordinary gangsters. These people had seen blood.
"Is something wrong?" Gu Fenghua asked directly. Although these people looked fierce, there was no warning on the waiter's face. Obviously, these people came here not to stir up trouble.
"Pretty little girls are on the road." The rugged-looking man bared his teeth and smiled, "You guys with tender skin and tender flesh, it seems that you are here to practice, right? Maybe you came here carrying your family on your back. The Northern Desert Wasteland is...
There are many dangers, and you could lose your life if you are not careful."
"Tell me the important point." Gu Fenghua interrupted the other party's talk.
"In this way... we can protect you. But it will not affect your experience. We will help you only when you are in danger. Then, just charge some money appropriately." The rough man said with a smile.
Gu Fenghua knew clearly that they were engaged in this kind of business. She had heard before that here in the Northern Desert, there was a group of people who were specially hired to work with those who were not very strong, or had no experience or confidence. These people
They protect the safety of their employer, but will not affect the employer's experience. These people are not low in strength, and of course their prices are not low either.
"My name is Bei Guihui. How is this girl? Do you want to hire some of our brothers?" the rugged man rubbed his hands and asked.
Return from the North, when I heard this name, I immediately thought of it as a pseudonym. A pseudonym with a very good meaning. Bei Desert Wasteland, Return from the North.