"Yes!"

Listening to Zhang Zhao's instructions, those who originally joined Zhang Zhao's team and those who didn't join at the beginning all ran over there to besiege the city, protecting all the treasures behind them and not letting anyone approach.

"What the hell do you mean?"

Seeing that Zhang Zhao made it clear that he wanted to grab the fruits of victory with them, the regiment commander was also angry, and said with a gloomy face: "Do you know what you are doing now?"

Zhang Zhao still didn't choose to pay attention to this person, but turned around and shouted: "Everyone, pay attention, collect it in two minutes." ”

Seeing that the other party didn't care about him, the head of the regiment trembled with anger, and the killing intent in his heart was overflowing. But when he saw that there were forty more people on the other side than himself, he could only swallow this evil breath silently.

"Hmph, don't be rampant, let's see you there!"

With that, the man turned and left with his team.

After seeing him lead the team away, Zhang Zhao looked around at the rest of the people present. At the beginning there were more than 300 people, and after a fierce battle, only 110 remained.

In this operation to kill the cold beasts, more than a hundred cultivators died.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhao couldn't help but sigh. What is the purpose of this cultivator's life?

Starting from a junior martial artist in the human world, in order to cultivate to a higher realm, he constantly challenged and trained, and hovered on the edge of life and death countless times. Finally, one day, the cultivation is high, but in turn it will gain more wealth.

So is it for the sake of cultivating for wealth, or is it for the sake of cultivating to gain more wealth?

No one can give a real answer to this question, but the phrase "people die for money, birds die for food" is vividly embodied in cultivators.

Zhang Zhao's temporary team had seventy people at the beginning, and after fighting the cold beast once, thirty died. But now there are far more than a hundred, and it is clear that many of them did not join at first but came in and impersonated at the end.

Glancing at the crowd gathered in front of the treasure, Zhang Zhao walked over.

"You people didn't join our team at first, but since you are willing to stay and protect the treasure, this cup is yours, but we have to divide it first, do you have any opinions?"

Hearing this, those people frowned. All of them didn't look very good-looking, especially those who began to express disdain for joining Zhang Zhao's team.

At this moment, a woman in purple said loudly: "We don't belong to your team, it's good that you can give me a share, so I don't have an opinion." ”

As soon as the woman in purple spoke, the others followed suit, saying that they could wait until the end to distribute the treasures, after all, it was much better to have soup to drink than nothing.

And looking at the appearance of the other party, dare to argue head-on with a team of 80 people, this strength should not be underestimated.

"It's time to collect"

The middle-aged man on the side sensed that the time for protection had passed, and then said.

Zhang Zhao looked at the center of the scattered piles of treasures, and with one hand, he sucked the blood feather soft armor that had been handed down from the ancient gods and demons era to his hand.

Feeling the long-separated demon atmosphere, Zhang Zhao fell into deep memories.

Once, he was a member of the demon clan. The strength can only be said to be in the middle and upper, not a big demon king-level character, compared to the demon king I saw in the Red Valley Continent is several levels behind, this time rebirth, do you want to become someone else's pawn or break this chess game?

"This blood feather soft armor can resist the full force of the mid-stage God King, and even if you meet the God Emperor, you can reduce some of the damage, it is indeed a treasure that is rare in a thousand years. ”

The middle-aged man's words interrupted Zhang Zhao's train of thought, he came back to his senses and saw that everyone was gathered around the treasure, and no one moved to take it, so he said: "It's okay, you can choose, I just need the blood feather soft armor." ”

"Hiss......"

The middle-aged man gasped and said in surprise: "Leader, there is a superb fairy sword among this treasure, do you really have no idea at all?"

"The best fairy sword?"

Zhang Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the pile of treasures. Sure enough, I saw a three-foot long sword suspended in mid-air and constantly hovering, emitting a dark green light around it.

"And what do you mean?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Originally, the temporarily formed team was routinely assigned, but this time the head of the regiment asked for this blood feather soft armor, besides, I think these people are basically people with heads and faces in Luoyang City, it is better to do this, everyone chooses one piece, if anyone wants to get the second one, they must be divided equally with others at the price of this treasure, what do you think?"

Zhang Zhao nodded thoughtfully and said, "Well, this attention is good. ”

"Listen, everyone, according to the division of strength, start to select treasures from high to low. Each person can get any one piece for free, and if you want to get more, you will get everyone's bounty. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man beside him looked at a woman in Tsing Yi and smiled: "That blue and white fairy, please first." ”

"Well, thank you Brother Li, thank you Commander!"

The woman in Tsing Yi turned her head to look at the treasure behind her, looked around, and said, "Yu Lan always wanted a blue blood Ruyi when she was alive, so I will help her fulfill this wish." As she spoke, she sucked a two-foot Ruyi into her hand in the middle of the treasure.

After that, the middle-aged man known as the surname "Li" looked at an old man in a Taoist robe and smiled: "Crane Crow Dao Chief, please!"

The crane crow arched his hand, and with a wave of one hand, an ancient book with a pale yellow cover flew into his hand.

Subsequently, the middle-aged people arranged to select treasures in turn according to everyone's level of cultivation, some only took one, and some took multiple pieces, but everyone avoided the dark green long sword intentionally or unintentionally, I don't know what the reason was.

About half an hour later, the middle-aged man returned to Zhang Zhao and said with a smile: "Commander, the team members have been assigned, and there are only others left." ”

"Hmm"

Zhang Zhao nodded and said, "The rules are the same, let them start." ”

By the latter, there were no more favorite treasures dropped by this cold beast, and they could only choose the ones with high value first.

After another half an hour, the remaining seventy or so people finished selecting the treasures.

And now there are three left, there is a low-level gold silk soft armor and a middle-level human king boots, and the last one is the dark green long sword that everyone left for Zhang Zhao by default.

The middle-aged man took the dark green long sword from the pile of treasures, presented it with both hands, and said, "Commander, everyone has finished picking, and this blue water sword is left, or you can take it, right?"

Zhang Zhao darkened his eyes at the blue water sword, nodded, and took it over.

"How's the assignment?"