Many people below raised their eyebrows, the deputy head of the Yunxiang Legion, that is a real big man, but when did this kind of high-ranking big man become so amiable?

The Empire of the Ancient Gods has never been a place where there is no quarrel with the world, especially the big man at the level of the deputy commander of the legion, Xiao Δ said*.ん.

It is not impossible to be amiable, but it is only possible for them to show their amiable side on special occasions and when facing special people.

There is no doubt that now seems to be a special occasion, and the reason why this deputy head of the regiment is putting on an amiable appearance may only be to win over this Mo Fan.

What others think, Mo Fei didn't know, he just twitched the corners of his mouth, a little speechless.

Joining the Yunxiang Legion? What are you kidding? He didn't even know what the Yunxiang Legion did, so how could he join it rashly?

Also, is the Yunxiang Legion also a regular Imperial Legion? If so, this deputy regiment commander can be regarded as a big man in the Imperial Department.

Just to invite him to join the Yunxiang Legion, even a big man at the level of deputy head went out in person, what kind of trouble is this, as for it?

"Yun Lao, don't take it so much, your Yunxiang Legion is obviously an imperial armored force, a genius boy like Mo Fan, it would be too wasteful to let him play with armor, I think he should join our Guards Legion." ”

"Chief of Staff Zheng, don't join in this excitement with your Guards Legion, the Guards Legion usually puts up a guard of honor, and you can't shoot a few times a year. Where is it like our Wasteland Reclamation Army, which loses a large number of men every month, and urgently needs a lot of fresh blood to replenish it. ”

"Wasteland Legion?Councilor Huang, your Wasteland Legion is very hard, everyone can understand, but your Wasteland Legion is too dangerous, if a genius boy like Mo Fan accidentally dies before he grows up, you Wasteland Legion is afraid that you Wasteland Legion can't afford this responsibility, right? I think it is most appropriate for him to join my Lion Tiger Legion. ”

There are still a lot of projections in mid-air, but these are undoubtedly the ones with the loudest sound and the most confidence.

Looking at the arguing appearance of these projections in mid-air, Mo Fei opened his mouth, and he couldn't insert a word at all, and he was depressed and couldn't wait to slip away.

Of course, he was just thinking about it.

Not to mention those military aviation ships in mid-air, let's just say that around here, they have long been surrounded by that strange beam of light, even Yan Long Bo Chenghui, as well as Xueshao and others, are all waiting there honestly, where does he dare to turn around and leave.

However, these projections are obviously discussing the question of his belonging, but when they are talking, why do they quarrel and completely ignore his existence?

After some bargaining, the ships finally became invisible again and quietly departed.

Looking at these 6 consecutive invisible and disappearing air ships, the master of the Shao Pavilion Shanhe secretly frowned, and there were some doubts in his heart.

Everyone knows that the Wasteland Legion fights frequently, and the number of casualties has always been the highest in the military department.

In order to replenish fresh blood, the Wasteland Reclamation Corps often takes a group of teenagers out on adventures in the name of the Wasteland Reclamation Team, in fact, this adventure is equivalent to the first selection of the Legion.

In a sense, the slums are almost one of the most important reserves of the Reclamation Corps.

This is almost a well-known secret of the upper classes of the slums, that is, the average person is still kept in the dark.

The Reclamation Corps has always maintained some connection with the slums, and it is not surprising that they can come here to find people.

Strange is the Yunxiang Legion, the Guards Legion, and the Lion and Tiger Legion!

Different from the Wasteland Legion, the Yunxiang Legion is an armored unit, the Guards Legion is a recognized honor guard in the imperial capital, and the Lion and Tiger Legion is the guard unit of the imperial capital, and the three have nothing to do with the slums, where did they get the news that they knew about the existence of the Mo Fan brothers and sisters?

Suddenly, vaguely thinking of something, the young pavilion master Shanhe tightened his eyes, as if inadvertently glancing at the rich young masters who were still making trouble with Mo Fan just now.

Yes, it is impossible for the Yunxiang Legion, the Guards Legion, and the Lion and Tiger Legion to know about the existence of the Mo Fan brothers and sisters, but these rich young masters and young ladies do.

I have long heard that some merchants in the slums have some connections in the imperial group, and the owner of the Shanhe Shaoguan used to be a little unbelieving, but at this moment, he had to believe it.

The real elites of the Empire have always looked down on the people of the slums, and even less care about anything in the slums, and these regular army of the Empire are about the same.

This is the key reason why the owner of the Shanhe Young Pavilion does not trust the merchants in the slums to get in touch with the regular army of the empire.

But there are always exceptions, and it seems that not all regular legions disdain to come to the slums, and have no interest in having any contact with the slums, otherwise these airships would not have traveled all the way here.

"These rich young masters and young ladies, sure enough, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps, all of them are not simple, I was really blinded before. ”

Suddenly figured out these keys, the master of the Shanhe Young Pavilion secretly smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Obviously, just now these people were making more trouble than the other, and it seemed that if they didn't snatch the exercises on Mo Fan's body, they would not give up, and they were completely in a standard posture.

But in fact, this was not their real purpose at all, they were clearly a temptation, a test of the depth of Mo Fan's exercises.

At the same time, they deliberately designed to drag the Mo Fan brothers and sisters, but secretly contacted their respective backstage.

It's just that these people's acting has successfully deceived everyone, even him, the young hall owner, and even he secretly despises these rich children.

Looking back now, who thought that these people were fools at that time, who were the real fools, and they were deceived and still at a loss.

On an air ship, in a room like a high-end villa.

"Mo Fan, hello, my name is 6 Li, the company commander of the thirteenth company of the Wasteland Reclamation Corps, with the rank of second lieutenant. ”

"It's your clothes, made of high-quality fiber synthetic materials, which are not only comfortable to wear, but also extremely flexible, and they are hard to break, so let's put them on first. ”

A middle-aged man in his thirties walked up with a light smile, and after introducing himself, he took a bag of clothes from his subordinates and handed it to Mo Fei.

Mo Fei's eyes lit up, the sword is hard to break, the water and fire are hard to hurt, this dress is not simple, it is simply a rare treasure.

Thinking of the previous situation in the battle, his clothes were torn at every turn, he decisively opened the package and prepared to change it.

But the moment he picked up his clothes, he suddenly frowned.

"My lord, is this all?"

Mo Fei glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him suspiciously.

This is a one-piece garment, it should be worn inside, there is only one piece, he himself must be enough, but what about his sister Xiaoyu?

A friend mentioned that the protagonist's clothes are always in rags, maybe the little tongue has not been dealt with well in some places in the front, and similar problems will inevitably occur in the future, and the little tongue simply got a high-tech dress for the protagonist, at least it is not so easy to break.

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