Mochizuki Castle has a long history of surviving zài, even dating back to a thousand years.

And according to legend, its name is based on the Mochizuki Forest.

A thousand years ago, it happened to be the era when the Mochizuki Forest was known to the world, and Mochizuki Castle existed at that time.

Today's Mochizuki City, its controller is a side of the Shangguan family.

Walking into the city, Jiujiu and Qingya were shocked by the prosperity here.

The street is full of pedestrians, and the hawkers are constantly shouting.

Jiujiu had been living in the imperial capital before, but the prosperity here was no worse than that of the imperial capital.

The population density here is perhaps even denser than that of the imperial capital.

I secretly thought in my heart, it seems that in Leng Jiujiu's memory, the mainland's population of hundreds of billions is not an exaggeration.

After turning two streets, Jiujiu walked to a mercenary guild with the wandering green sprouts.

Jiujiu looked up and saw a plaque hanging on the door beam of the gate, with the words "Mercenary Guild" written on it.

Just by looking at the pen, you can see that the person who writes must be a strong man, and just these four words make people feel daunted.

Walking into the trade union, looking around, all of them were middle-aged men, and Jiujiu took a closer look and knew that all of these people were soldiers.

"Little girl, are you looking for someone?" A woman here found Jiujiu with sharp eyes, and asked softly.

She shook her head and said indifferently: "I want to register as a mercenary." ”

The young woman gave Jiujiu a strange look: "Little girl, are you joking with me?" ”

Jiujiu frowned, she didn't like this questioning tone.

"Why am I kidding you?"

The young woman was stunned, and then sneered impatiently: "Little girl, this is not the place for you to amplify your words, where to play!" ”

The big men in the hall were all attracted by the conversation between Jiujiu and them.

They all echoed the young woman: "That's it, the little girl, look at your little body, shouldn't you even be milk-free?" ”

"Little girl, are you a warrior? Or a magician? I still want to be a mercenary! ”

……

Qingya nervously pulled Jiujiu's sleeves and asked in a low voice, "Miss, what should I do?" Why don't we go! ”

The young woman heard Qingya's words with sharp ears, and sneered: "See, this girl still knows each other, the little girl hurry home and play!" Don't mess around with us! ”

Jiujiu's brows furrowed even deeper, and he was about to burst out of the aura of a seventh-order fighter, but was interrupted by an uncle.

"Merry, who gave you the audacity to be so presumptuous to the guests!" A middle-aged uncle came out of the inner hall and shouted angrily at the young woman in front of Jiujiu.

Merry's lips turned white with fright, she really didn't understand why the president had come to the hall.

Since she started working in the Mercenary Guild, she has met the president once, and today is the second time.

Jiujiu looked at the oncoming uncle, who was very aggressive, and his brows couldn't help but relax.

She has this man in her memory, and it seems that he still has the same surname as her!

If she remembers correctly, he is Leng Xiao, the boss of the Leng family, the peak of Dousheng, and in terms of generation, he is her uncle.

In the Leng family, the only thing Jiujiu has a good impression of is Leng Xiao. For some reason, a long time ago, Leng Xiao was surprisingly good to her.

It was because of him that for a while, Jiujiu's life was very good.

But for some unknown reason, four years ago, he disappeared for no apparent reason.

No one knows where he went......

It was a miracle that the Mercenary Guild that came to Mochizuki City today met him by chance.

Leng Xiao looked at Jiujiu, his eyes were full of surprises of meeting and reuniting.