Because the mercenary group had just been established, it was inevitable that there would be some trivial matters, and Lu Feng'er and Xiaoying were also busy for a while, so that the cultivation time was compressed into the night. But fortunately, they have reached the realm and don't need much time to rest, so they are still alive every day.

As for training with their own mercenaries, they will all be left to their own three masters to be responsible, whether she wants to or not. For this reason, Qianqian often muttered to Lu Feng'er and complained to her, saying that Xiaoying gave her small shoes to wear.

It's just that Xiao Ying sneered when she heard this, ignored it at all, and put on a look, 'How about I just give you little shoes?'.

But she didn't know that the task that Xiaoying had assigned to herself was even more onerous.

After pondering these days, Lu Feng'er also figured it out, as long as the aura is injected into the token given by the mercenary union, a light curtain will be formed on it.

There are quite a few tasks on the light curtain, which have been issued by others through the mercenary guild. In addition, this token can contact the task publisher through the mercenary union, which saves a lot of trouble often running to the mercenary union.

It is said that this token was developed by the chairman of the auction house, and as soon as it came out, it received strong support from the mercenary union.

Therefore, in addition to training, Lu Feng'er also took on a few small tasks for her own mercenaries, which were usually brought by Qianqian, and sometimes they didn't even need too many people to dispatch.

Of course, those two first-level martial artists must be indispensable, according to Lu Feng'er's words, 'first take some simple tasks for them to practice.' ’

At the beginning, when she came back, Qianqian still had a lot of complaints. But Lu Feng'er was generous, and collected 30% of the money for completing the task, and the rest was divided between Qianqian and the people who carried out the task.

Since then, Qianqian's motivation to perform the task has come, although the eldest lady has never been short of money, but this money is earned by herself, can it be the same?

Besides, the share of the general mercenary group is not as high as what Lu Feng'er gave.

The head of the group said, "You second- and third-level mercenaries, you still need my shelter when you come to me, otherwise you won't even have anything to eat!"

So generally speaking, if you can come backwards, you three and I seven, it's not bad.

But when she came back today, Qianqian was rarely in a good mood, with a gloomy face, sitting on the stool sulking angrily.

After a while, Lu Feng'er, who had cultivated upstairs, also came down, and when he saw the appearance of the eldest lady, he was surprised, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you, putting on this face?"

Qianqian didn't say a word.

"Miss, who made you feel wronged?" Lu Feng'er also felt a headache when she saw this. Qianqian pointed out the door, Lu Feng'er had a sense and went out to take a look.

It turned out that his own mercenaries had blue noses and swollen faces, and there were many injuries on their bodies, among which the third-level martial artist who was like a farmer had a terrifying knife wound on his arm.

Seeing Lu Feng'er coming, one of the first-class martial artists pleaded with a crying voice, "Commander, please, save Lao Zhang, he is here to save me...... Block it for me!"

"Commander, I'm fine, what is this injury when I am a mercenary! I'm used to it!" The third-level martial artist called Lao Zhang was obviously grinning in pain, but he still wanted to reluctantly squeeze out a smile and pretend that he was fine. It's a pity that his face looks more and more hideous.

"How could it be okay!....... Oh, no, this son can't stand this anger!" Qianqian didn't know when she had already stood behind Lu Feng'er.

"Besides, don't you use gold sore medicine to bandage Lao Zhang first?" Lu Feng'er frowned, turned her head, and whispered in Qianqian's ear.

"Ahh

Seeing this, Lu Feng'er looked helpless, sighed, and took out the gold sore medicine to bandage Lao Zhang, but Lao Zhang couldn't help but be nervous, "Leader, no, no, I ......."

But before he finished speaking, Lu Feng'er applied the gold sore medicine to his wound, and Lao Zhang suddenly gasped in pain.

Seeing this scene, the first-level martial artist on the side was nervous again.

Not long after, the painful look on Lao Zhang's face gradually subsided. Seeing this, Lu Feng'er asked, "Are you better?"

"It's much better, this medicine is amazing!" Lao Zhang was happy for a while, and then seemed to remember something, and hurriedly thanked Lu Feng'er, "Thank you, head of the group!"

"It's okay, it should be. Lu Feng'er said disapprerovitically.

"Nothing should be, this kind of medicine is not used by mercenaries like us in ordinary mercenary groups. That old Zhang Zhengse.

"That's them, not us. Lu Feng'er said with a smile, and turned her head to look at Qianqian, "Okay, tell me what's going on?"

"What's the matter?!" Speaking of this, Qianqian suddenly gritted her teeth, "Didn't we carry out that dart mission? But the employer also invited another mercenary group called 'Black Wind'. ”

"That mercenary group is led by the head of the regiment, and it is a fifth-level martial artist. He didn't speak, but the damn second boss kept laughing at us on the road for being useless, and he was here to make up the numbers. When I heard it, I scolded back, and then the second boss got up and wanted to beat me. ”

"I was about to fight him, but the employer stopped us and warned us, 'If you fight, I won't give you the money!' ”

"But I didn't expect that on the way back, those sinister guys suddenly attacked and wanted to kill us, but fortunately we were not far from here, so we escaped back!"

"In addition, Sister Qianqian, ah no, Gongzi Qianqian also used Zhang Sleepy Talisman!" said the first-level martial artist that Lu Feng'er bought from nearby before.

Lu Feng'er felt helpless for a while, Qianqian, this girl, how could she expose her identity as a girl for so long. It seems that no matter how smart she is, this girl is still a child!

"Where is the Black Wind Man?" It was not Lu Feng'er who spoke, but Xiao Ying.

At some point, she was already standing behind everyone.

"I inquired, it's in a camp five miles away from us!" Qianqian was quite proud of this, with her, it was not easy to inquire about individuals or mercenary groups?

"Let's go, go to that black wind and ask for an explanation!" Lu Feng'er got up and said coldly.

"Leader, that Black Wind Leader Wind King is a fifth-level martial artist!" Lao Zhang sensed that Lu Feng'er had already moved his real fire for this matter, but after all, Lu Feng'er was still a fourth-level martial artist, and Lao Zhang couldn't help but be a little worried.

"What's wrong with the fifth-level martial artist?" Lu Feng'er turned his head and asked, suddenly he remembered something, so he asked casually, "By the way, do they have three masters?"

"No!" Qianqian shook her head.

"Okay, the head of the regiment will hand it over to me, and the second master will give it to the jade-faced scholar and the star sword....... Well....... Qianqian, you take your own family, if they have a small move, don't worry about killing!" Lu Feng'er simply arranged, and waved her big hand, "Go!"

So, a group of people walked towards Black Wind's camp in a hurry.

Seeing that Lu Feng'er and his gang were aggressive, some of the leaders of the third-level mercenary groups around him were all surprised, 'This buddy, it's not long before you're going to make trouble?'

As a result, several regiment commanders who had never believed in his rumored strength thought they were smart and secretly followed Lu Feng'er, and the leader of the group was the regiment leader who sold the first-level martial mercenary group for twelve gold coins.

Under Lu Feng'er's divine sense, he had already noticed their movements. But he didn't care much about that.

In a few moments, they were at Blackwind's camp. Lu Feng'er didn't say a word, and directly kicked open the dilapidated wooden door.

It's just that the only thing that hides in their eyes is an empty, empty camp.

"Are you sure it's here?" Lu Feng'er asked Qianqian.

"Sure!" Qianqian nodded.

And the regimental commanders hid in the secret place behind them, and they were all startled when they saw it, "Mother, it's still Heifeng's hometown! Could it be that the rumors are all true?"

Just as Lu Feng'er was wondering where they had gone, a third-level martial artist stumbled in outside, and the third-level martial artist was so drunk that he was almost unconscious.

Qianqian suddenly pointed at him and shouted, "This guy is Black Wind!"

Lu Feng'er took a few steps forward when she heard this, grabbed him by the collar, lifted him up, and asked in a deep voice, "What about your people?" The aura of a fourth-level martial artist on his body was great, and he did not hide it.

The third-level martial artist who had been drunk was suddenly shocked, and most of the wine immediately woke up, and under the huge sense of oppression that came from Lu Feng'er's body, he replied tremblingly, "In...... In the brothel on the edge of the meadow two hundred meters away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he received a heavy punch in the face, his eyes were black, and he was unconscious.

"Tie him up! Throw this here first, and we'll deal with it when we get back!"

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