Brolina was sneering with a little disdain, shocking everyone in the field like thunder. Storm rushed forward with a few people, and was also stopped by these words... "Mom, three holy ranks? Then, if these people go up, wouldn't they just spit and drown people?" Thinking of the horror of the holy rank, a row of dense cold sweat appeared on Storm's forehead. He reached out to apply it, but suddenly paused, because he suddenly remembered the fact that had just happened in front of him. The three holy rank strong men were just waving their hands in front of him, rolling out like a rolling gourd?

He swallowed hard, moistening his dry throat. Although he had known that this young man who had been with him had a strong alcoholic beverage,... Feng Feng did not expect that this very strong person was so strong that he was so terrifyingly strong...

"No wonder last time after losing a level seven magic scroll, people didn't even blink. With this kind of power that stands out at the holy level, I'm afraid the power of the blink of an eye is much stronger than a level seven magic..." Storm grabbed his head depressedly, stopped the team members behind him, stood aside, waiting for this good show...

An angry voice sounded outside the gate, and three figures flashed in instantly. The leader had a very irritable temper. Even though he knew that Broly was strong, he still blushed and said angrily with a thick neck: "Who are you? When did the three of us offend you?"

Broly glanced at the three of them lightly and said coldly: "Three, don't you know how to follow the customs? I don't care about how rampant you were in the Zhongxia Empire before, but now you have reached the mercenary union in Xinglan City. The three of you are arrogant, please restrain yourself. This is not the mercenary branch of the Zhongxia Empire..."

The leader looked angry, as if he wanted to argue, but was pulled back by the two behind him. The holy rank of the Sword Mercenary Group laughed dryly and bowed to Broly, saying, "This venerable, this matter is indeed the recklessness of me and the three of us, but we are also in urgent need of the last material because of forging weapons, so..."

Broly waved his hand, interrupted his humble words, and said lightly: "The Mercenary Union has its own rules for the union. It is normal for others to take away the task first. Look at your momentum just now, do you still want to find someone and force others to hand over the task to you?"

Hearing this, the holy stairs shook his head quickly and said dryly: "We will never force each other. We will pay double the task reward and transfer the task to them. Haha, of course, this must be under the approval of the other party. I don't know what the Venerable thinks?"

Nodding slightly, Broly turned around and smiled at the mercenaries in the hall and said, "I wonder which mercenary group took over the task of "Demon-Adventure Metal"? If you are interested in transferring the task with these three people, please come out and say something. As they said just now, they will pay you double the task remuneration and obtain the right to transfer the task..."

Hearing Broly's words, the hall fell into a brief tranquility. Just as the three holy stairs were full of disappointment, a timid voice came from a corner... "Is what they said true?"

When he heard someone answer, the three people in the Sword Mercenary Group lit up. However, because Broly was here, he did not dare to search with his intention, so he had to nod his head in a hurry...

A thin body squeezed out of the crowd, looked at the three of them carefully, raised their hands and said weakly, "I took over that task..."

Looking at the thin boy who was only fourteen or fifteen years old and carrying a green bow and arrow on his shoulders, Broly smiled slightly and said softly: "Would you like to hand over the mission to them?"

The young man nodded timidly, blushed and said embarrassedly: "I can't complete this task alone. I just want to make some money so that I can go to Xinglan Academy to study..."

Broly was slightly stunned. Looking at the boy with a close look, he saw that the slightly tender little face had the perseverance and frost that some adults had never had before. A claw-shaped scar spread from his neck to his ears. I think that this thin boy had also fought a cruel battle with the monster... In his heart, he sighed softly that the poor child had become a family, Broly kindly patted the boy's head and said in harmony: "What's your name?"

The boy stood up and said with a little excitement: "I am an orphan, my name is my own, and I call it Ai O Xunfeng..."

Broly smiled slightly and praised in harmony: "Oh? Ai O? Haha, this is the surname of the ancient style god. The little guy has a great ambition..."

Looking at Broly, who seemed to have forgotten the three of them, the holy rank, carefully reminded: "That... Master Venerable, can you let this kid turn the task first?"

The young man took out a mission scroll from his arms and handed it to the three of them, he still kindly reminded him: "Here, take it, there are the exact coordinates of the 'Demon Metal' in the scroll, but there are three-headed eighth-level monsters that protect the 'Demon Metal', so be careful..."

He smiled gratefully at the boy. The holy stairs took out a magic crystal card from the space ring, stuffed it into the boy's hand, and said respectfully to Broly: "Honor, thank you for the three of you. We will ask someone to come and repair the matter at the counter. Please forgive me if you have any offense today..."

Nodding, Broly said softly: "Let's go..."

The three of them nodded quickly, and their bodies were shaking, they had disappeared directly into the union... The boy flipped the magic crystal card in his hand, and suddenly looked up and said anxiously: "The mission reward is one hundred gold coins. You only need to give me two hundred, you can't use so much..."

But the three of them had already left, so how could they hear the boy's voice? Smiling and shook his head, Broly patted the boy's shoulder and chuckled, "No need to return them. They don't care about this kind of wealth. What you need most now is money. If you have the chance in the future, you should return it to them..."

The boy said oh, silently put away the magic crystal card, raised his head, and smiled at Broly, "Thank you for your help. Xunfeng still has to take the exam at Star Lan Academy, I have to leave first..."

Broly nodded, suddenly tilted his head and thought about it carefully, and smiled and said, "Don't be anxious first, I'll give you something..." After speaking, he took out a scroll, poured purple light into it, and handed it to the boy for a moment, and whispered, "Give this to the dean of Xinglan College, let him accept you as a student..."

The boy opened his mouth wide and said excitedly: "Is it... it Dean You'an?"

Broly patted his head and nodded with a smile...

I saw Broly's terrifying strength just now. The boy believed in his words without doubt. He held the scroll tightly, nodded heavily to Broly, and said sincerely: "Sir, don't worry, I will make myself very strong, just like a sir..."

Broly and nodded with a smile... bowed respectfully to Broly again, and the boy rushed out of the mercenary hall happily...

Looking at the thin back, Broly suddenly noticed that the green bow and arrow on his back flashed slightly, and shook his head lightly. Broly did not take the boy's words too much and helped the boy, but it was just because he suddenly felt something in his heart. Moreover, in the contact just now, Broly had already explored the boy's physique and did not find anything special. Therefore, the boy wanted to follow his own footsteps, but it was undoubtedly a joke...

In the quiet courtyard, Feier said softly to Broly who was resting her head on her thigh: "Brother, thank you just now..."

Broly stretched his arm over his head, hugged his soft slender waist, and chuckled, "You are my wife, I don't care, who cares?"

Fei'er smiled sweetly, and her little hands slowly massaged Broly's forehead. Dai's eyebrows suddenly frowned and said softly: "Brother, I have to rush back to the family tomorrow. The family's elders' meeting will be held the day after tomorrow..."

Upon hearing this, Broly raised his eyebrows, "Is it the old people in the Elders' House?"

Fei'er gently tapped her refined chin... "The Mercenary Family, it's time to reshuffle..." Broly smiled faintly, "I'll go back tomorrow. After your affairs are resolved, I'll be at ease to complete the task assigned to me by Senior Liu..."

The little hand narrowed slightly, and Fei'er whispered: "Brother, am I useless? Everything depends on you. Sister Wei'er never like this..."
Chapter completed!