People with ambition have a purpose in their lives. They can't stay in one place all the time, and when people's minds are turned into the distance, their steps will involuntarily move forward.

"Let's go! We're still far from Blackwater. ”

"Let's not talk about Blackwater State, at least we have to get out of Roland Rona State first. ”

Poor Ling carried a pale yellow bag, and the sturdy strap kept shaking as Poor Ling ran around, like a ripe mango about to fall.

"It's early!"

Ganso said, looking at the slightly undulating plain that he was about to enter. The plains are endless, like a desert with long grass, and the wind blows unhindered, which seems a little deserted.

"Step by step, we still have four years to go, don't rush!"

Xing Zeyuan grinned, they now have six hundred points, and the general mercenary tasks are divided into five levels, the first level is the second, and the fifth level is the highest. Fifty points for level 1 tasks, one hundred and five for level two, three hundred for level three, five hundred for level four, and one thousand for level 5. They now have six hundred points, and they are only four hundred short of being called mercenaries, and of course he is happy.

"A mercenary group needs a witch doctor, a fairy musician, a star priest, and a sniper. We only have three divisions now, so we are really not in a hurry, we still lack a lot of things!"

Gan Suo's words were immediately bloody, the King Mercenary Group was the size that Xing Zeyuan wanted, and he knew that there were still many vacancies, but these positions could not be filled.

"Let's see if we can find someone in the next city! If not, we'll call some people. ”

"Summoning people is necessary, but you're not afraid of inviting bad people?"

"Of course, you have to take a closer look, I don't want that kind of person with a bad heart, otherwise it will be a tiger for trouble. ”

"Bad guys aren't something you can tell at a glance. ”

Qian Ling shook his head, Xing Zeyuan still had all kinds of wrongs in his eyes.

"Then take a closer look!"

Xing Zeyuan has an inexplicable self-confidence, that kind of self-confidence and Xihe's domineering, just like the arrogant of the poor Ling. He believes he can, and everything he does is to prove that he can.

Put his hand on the shoulders of Gan Suo and Qian Ling beside him, Gan Suo was a little cold and glamorous, and kept walking forward quietly, while Qian Ling and Xing Zeyuan talked and laughed, as if they were out for an outing.

Ganso shook his head, he began to wonder a little, was it the right choice to come out with this boy next to him who had not yet become a man?

"Hey!"

There was a slightly soft shout from behind, and the three of them turned back together, and on the slightly flat grassland, a man with a dark green backpack ran over.

After taking a few breaths, Xing Zeyuan frowned slightly, looking at this person who was no longer childish and particularly determined.

"You are?"

The man's hair is slightly longer, and he has a literary hair, which looks a little weak.

The man was a little tired, and reached out as if he was holding Ganso beside him, but Ganso was on the side of his body and dodged his palm.

"My name is Yan Mo, and I want to join the 625 numbered mercenary group, are you the leader?"

Ordinary people may not think that Xing Zeyuan is the leader of this small group, because he still has childishness on his face. Maturity is like a breath that accompanies the body, but not yet.

"Yes!"

On Xing Zeyuan's left hand side stood Gan Suo, who held his chest with both hands, and Qian Ling on the right had his hands in his pockets. Xing Zeyuan looked at Yan Mo and said with some doubts:

"You want to join us?"

"Yes, I want to be a mercenary. ”

"Why?"

Ganso is very vigilant, and he is not bad. When Ganso asked, he also asked:

"Why do you fancy us when so many mercenary groups don't choose? Although we are very happy, we still have to ask why. ”

Gansuo was like ice, his eyes were full of vigilance, and he stepped forward to take a closer look at Yan Mo before he was relieved.

Thief Yan Mo stood straight in place, and in the face of their question, he replied very seriously:

"I've wanted to be a mercenary since I was a child, and you've done a great job of your initial mission, so I want to join you. ”

There was a heat in his eyes, and he had two quaint Western swords at his waist.

There are three types of swords due to their weight and function, and the first type of sword that cannot be used for slashing and can only stab is called "foil". It is the fastest and lightest. Then the heaviest and shortest sword is the "heavy sword", which is shorter than the foil and cannot be chopped. The third type of sword is called the "saber", and in between the two is the only Western sword that can be chopped.

And Thief Yan Mo is equipped with a sword and a foil, with the left flower and the right match, which shows that he is a good hand with a sword. The outfit of the backpack and clothing proved that he was rich, which was the conclusion that Gansu came to after looking at him.

"We are not an ordinary mercenary group, and we are not mercenaries because the mercenary group can get a high price by taking on tasks, I have my own things to do. We may not be for you!"

Xing Zeyuan spoke very tactfully, but Yan Mo looked firm.

"Give me a chance, Captain Xing Zeyuan! I've wanted to be a mercenary since I was a child, not because he can make money, but because it's what I want to do. I want to travel through the states, I want to swing my sword in the woods, I won't bother you with what you're going to do, I'll just help you. I hope you trust me, or we can go on the road together, and if you feel that I can be your companion, you can decide whether to keep me or not. ”

took out his identity card and read the information, Xing Zeyuan asked:

"You're twenty-two years old, I should call you brother, but I have to explain to you in advance that all I'm doing now is just for a competition in four years' time, and I'm going to beat the person I like and make her the champion. I want to tell you that we can't rely on mercenaries to eat for a lifetime in the future, I'm afraid that if you join now, you'll regret it in the future, and I'm afraid that you owe you a favor. ”

Xing Zeyuan didn't make it clear, he hadn't rehearsed how to say this passage in the most concise and handsome way. Of course, he wanted someone to join his mercenary group, and he was the first to call him the leader. But Xing Zeyuan didn't want to let others travel long distances with him in a daze because he didn't make it clear.

Blackwater State is in the middle of the eastern part of the Western Regions, more than 4,000 kilometers away from Roland Rona State, which is the road they will take in the future.

"No, it's about four years! It's better to go to Blackwater, I still want to go around more. ”

Stealing Yan Mo had a resolute attitude, a few of the hairs of Sanqi fell to his forehead, he collapsed in the sky, Yin Tang's eyebrows were faintly connected, and his eyes were crying in the wind.

"I can feel a big star cluster and a small star cluster, and I won't hold you back. ”

"Are you sure?"

Few people can be so obsessed with one thing that they forget themselves, and Yan Mo is now playing such a role, like a dream chaser. A person under the light, the loneliness in the fireworks is a must for him, he always goes forward, never looking back.

"Be prepared to join us, we're all monsters!"

Xing Zeyuan and Qian Ling sang and harmonized, these days, Gan Suo has slowly gotten used to it, and he has slowly become silent. In the past, when he had just left his hometown, Gan Suo talked a lot, because Xing Zeyuan was alone by his side, and now that Xing Zeyuan had someone around him who could talk to him, he rarely spoke.

He was afraid to speak himself, but he could not get an answer from Emma.

"Get ready, I brought the vault, food, and clothing. ”

"I'll wait for you for three minutes, you think about it. ”

Xing Zeyuan put his backpack at his feet and looked at his watch.

"Don't think about it, I already thought about it when I came out of the house. ”

"Okay! Let's go!"

The mercenary welcomes the newlyweds by drinking in a large cup that can hold a fist, and then singing and eating meat together. But their rituals are different, they are not the kind of people who are manic and look at profit, nor are they the kind of rough men who can only fight and kill as portrayed in the small texts.

They're just ordinary people, just like you and me!

said a lot of things along the way, Xing Zeyuan and Qian Ling still said one sentence at a time, like "husband sings and wife follows". Thief Yan Mo is very active in the group, he takes the initiative to find water when cooking, and takes the initiative to clean up after eating.

Strangers and acquaintances often only need a few steps to complete, one is to know each other's past, stealing Yan Mo is a native of Huanma City, Roland, Roland, and has been in politics for generations.

"Do we need to recruit people now?"

Thief Yan Mo knows that an excellent mercenary group needs an elite from one in a hundred, but the number of mercenary groups numbered "625" is too small now, four people is enough for the prototype of a mercenary group, but not enough for a mercenary group to fight outside.

"I've been thinking about this at first, but now that you've joined, don't worry about it for now, and then recruit people when we get to the name of the mercenary group. ”

"Good!"

Xing Zeyuan stood on the top of the plain, which was originally only a small slope of no more than ten meters, but it was already very high on the plain.

He was the head of the group, and after his name was written in the column of the head of the mercenary group, he was already the core of the team. Standing on the slope and looking at the road in the distance, the sun obscures the light of people, which makes people a little panicked, but the reason why human beings are different is because they have * persistence.

Legend of the Eastern Regions: Jingwei can reclaim the sea!

Years later, they no longer have the leisure to look up at the scenery in front of them, because they will lose the people around them, and they will also have to save those who have fallen to the earth. In the end, the eight people left behind will shake the whole world with the hearts of the two who have passed away. At that time, even the world government had to make way for them.

Who lives and who dies has always been a matter of curiosity. But death is something that should not be done in a hurry, because it is a festival of certain generals.

Beneath the stars, above the grasslands, at the base of the dragon's blood tree, which is rare in temperate climates, they have walked through many places, and we have taken them for the time being. Because the wonderful place is never in the time of walking and chatting, but in the moment of every stop.