"Yes, someone pays a lot of money to get the magic core of the Blue Eye Snow Sculpture. I'm afraid I'll have to stay for several days, maybe more than a month."

Mercenary missions have never been a secret. If there are any tasks that mercenaries cannot play, they will also pay high prices to recruit powerful people.

So the scimitar naturally had no scruples and said it casually.

The Blue Eye Snow Sculpture is a level 7-level intelligent monster. It contains powerful power. Who is so generous that it actually needs the magic core of the level 7-level magic beast.

Feng Baoer raised her eyebrows, but seeing that the scimitar was a little light, she must have made the decision.

"Brother Sabre, I'll go out for a walk first and come back later."

Thinking of the simple items prepared in the package, Feng Baoer's pupils were like a firefly, flowing in the sunlight.

For a moment, the machete was a little confused and dumb: "Come back early, there will be nothing you can do after the time."

When time comes, the mercenary group will leave quickly and will not wait for anyone.

"I see

Feng Baoer's cherry lips were filled with blurred smiles, and her elegant figure walked out gently...

As soon as he came out of the mercenary group, a child surrounded him: "Big sister, do you want herbs?"

The herbs, Feng Baoer stopped and saw these beautiful children, the baskets in their hands were filled with low-level herbs.

These herbs are effective in treating falls and injuries, but she is going to the dark forest, so she naturally can't catch it.

"Big sister doesn't need it." Feng Baoer touched the child's head. Seeing that he was not easy at a young age, he was wearing thin clothes.

I couldn't help but shake my head, this world is so cruel.

The strong, everyone looks up to it, turn their hands into clouds, turn their hands into rain, and the money and status are extremely noble.

The weak and the lower ants struggle in the sea of ​​suffering and live a life of incompleteness.

"Big sister, you choose one. If you don't buy it, I will be beaten when I go home."

The child raised his little face, and his childish face was covered with hardships.

He looked at Feng Baoer with his eyes wide open, his bright eyes were like stars.

At this moment, Feng Baoer couldn't bear to refuse. She bent down and seriously flipped over the little boy's basket.

A red vermilion fruit came into view. The vermilion fruit was very small, and except for its bright color, it was nothing special.

"What is this?" Feng Baoer gently pinched it in the palm of his hand.

"I don't know, it was discovered on the outer edge of the dark forest."

The little boy looked unaware of it. When he came back from picking it, he just thought the fruit was new.

"Okay, I want this."

Feng Baoer smelled it and felt a fragrance swelling. Judging from her sharp eyes, this red fruit has no toxins.

"Ah, do you want this?" The little boy was a little disappointed. How much is this ruddy fruit worth?

"That's it, no need to look for it." Feng Baoer took out a silver coin and put it seriously in the little boy's palm.

"This, there are too many." The little boy was at a loss and shook his head repeatedly.

One silver coin is equal to 1,000 copper coins, which is equivalent to his family's two months of life.

"It's okay, you've put it away." Feng Baoer's thick eyelids trembled. When she didn't answer the little boy, she walked away in a few breaths.

The little boy stood there blankly, holding the silver coins in his hand tightly, looking at the elegant figure, his little mouth squirmed: "Thank you, my elder sister."
Chapter completed!