"I don't know what to call this brother?" Rosacea knows some sophistication, so he knows how to ask Yang Hao's name first.

"I'm Yang Hao, everyone calls me Brother Hao, brother's surname?"

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, my surname is Wang, and my single name is a flying son, Brother Hao calls me Ah Fei." Wang Fei pointed his rosacea with his thumb and said.

Yang Hao smiled secretly in his heart: The name is very handsome, and the person is not good-looking.

Wang Fei has a typical wide forehead, his face plate is very large, and the red wine trough nose is in the middle, adding a bit of joy.

"Hehe, Brother Hao, it seems that you have also noticed my nose hunting, these uninformed people laugh at me for being rosacea, I think with Brother Hao's knowledge, I will definitely not think so, right?" Wang Fei asked with some expectation.

This guy should be the most talkative of the three, although Yang Hao complained in his heart, he still had to say what he had to say.

"Of course not, heroes have many visions, what does your nose say?"

"Haha, it's not so mysterious, I'm engaged in nasal research, and bloodline witchcraft is also selected in this aspect. The way my nose looks is the result of my makeover! Wang Fei patted his chest and said proudly.

Nima, this is a ruthless person, how unambiguous it is to move a knife in his face!

Yang Hao has always had a lot of respect for this kind of warrior, and when he saw that he didn't vomit or be unhappy, he simply set up a stage for him.

"So what the hell does it do?" Make a curious baby's face.

"As long as I smell something, there is nothing to hide within a three-kilometer radius, even if it hides a few meters underground."

"Well, that's pretty good, and then what?" Yang Hao asked.

"It's over, isn't that enough?" Wang Fei said with a look of disgruntle.

If Yang Hao lowered his head, he would rush up and look desperate.

Wang Fei's forcing was not perfect, and while he was depressed, Yang Hao looked at the eldest brother of the three, the bald brother.

According to the previous urine sex, this guy's bald head should have some sayings, Yang Hao is very interested in this, there have always been rumors that a bald head will become stronger, he has never had the chance to see it, is he going to get what he wants today.

"Brother Hao, don't look at me, my witchcraft is still being studied, and other skills that cannot be put on the table will not be revealed. And my name is Zhao Qiang, and I reiterate that the bald brother is not my nickname, if you like to call me a nickname, you can call me a jade-faced little white dragon, haha. As he spoke, he touched his bald head and laughed.

Yang Hao doesn't know if what he said is true or not, so let's believe it first.

The attitude of the three teams in studying witchcraft is the same as when he studied sonic witchcraft before, no! They should be better, after all, they are professional, not comparable to Yang Hao's wild way.

So putting aside the actual role of their witchcraft, these trick-level witchcrafts have been played by them, and I have to sigh that the city can play.

"What do you mean, since it's all said?"

"Brother Hao, didn't we just say it, we want to team up with you, we will assist you, wild thorns can enhance your combat power, and the second child's hunting nose can find suitable prey." Zhao Qiang stared at Yang Hao tightly, expecting authenticity.

"It's simple, it's no problem to form a team, I'm asking for the future. I have a team, and you are also considered special talents, and there will be a lot of preferential treatment. ”

"It's... It can't be a mercenary group, right? Zhao Qiang looked at the badge on Yang Hao's chest and said.

"Hehe, it's not anymore, the badge is only worn if it has attribute bonuses." Yang Hao touched the angry wolf pattern on the badge and said.

The Wolf Witcher's badge is not awarded until it passes the badge trial, which is the final test before becoming an official witcher.

Zhao Qiang heard the hidden information in Yang Hao's words at this time, and the badge with attribute bonuses was not something that the low-level mercenary group on the bad street could have.

Since Yang Hao said that he was not a mercenary now, and there was no regret on his face, it showed that he had obtained a better career than the senior mercenary group.

"The three of us are all alchemists, will it conflict with your profession?" Wang Fei asked worriedly.

Since entering the game, the three of them have been supporting each other, wanting to occupy a place in the game in their own way, but the reality is so cruel, they are only talented and have no resources, they are making slow progress in the research of witchcraft, and the strength of the post-10 monsters has soared, and the life of the three of them is even more sad.

During this period, they also wanted to join an organization, with their backs to the big trees to enjoy the shade.

However, among the three, only the third Qi Guang had some results, and those managers always short-sighted rejected the other two potential stocks, Qi Guang was unwilling to part with his brother and later forcibly seized the thorn grass seeds, so the three of them gave up the idea of joining the force.

But in fact, deep down, they still hope to have a backer.

"Not at all, maybe that's the best place for you."

There are not a few alchemists with strange tempers in Kyle Mohan, and Yang Hao thinks that these three guys should be able to mix like fish in water.

"I'll talk about the specifics later, now I'll farm monsters first, Ah Fei will look at you." Yang Hao has wasted a lot of time, and thinking first is not without pressure at all.

...

An hour and a half later, Yang Hao killed more than 40 water ghosts, counting the 50 killed before, and he was far ahead in the standings, 10 points higher than the second place (one point for one water ghost).

With Wang Fei's hunting nose tracking, the water ghost lair hidden in the horn of Gari was turned out, and a suitable number of water ghosts could be found every 15 minutes on average.

With the huge bonus of wild thorns, Yang Hao set a challenge of 7 water ghosts, which is even easier to fight than when he fights five, if it is not for the stamina to keep up with Yang Hao, he can deal with more.

The final blow of each water ghost was won by Yang Hao, and Zhao Qiang and they were given 3/4 of the materials produced by the water ghosts, such as the water ghost tongue, the water ghost brain and other body tissues.

These three guys are worthy of research maniacs, and they study the bloody and slimy visceral brain without changing color, turning over and over again.

"Brother Hao, it seems that there is a boss appearing, and the taste I asked can reflect the strength of the target to a certain extent, this water ghost is a little unusual." Wang Fei's expression was solemn.

Yang Hao was tired of brushing the water ghost, and in order not to give the second place a chance, he decided to meet the water ghost boss.

The four of them mounted their mounts and galloped in the direction pointed by Wang Fei, and arrived at a wetland in five minutes.

As far as the eye can see, this small wetland is not a single tree, and is covered with a layer of knee-high grass, which is pleasant green and relaxing.

Yang Hao They are not the first batch of visitors here, a team of eight players has already pinched the boss, but there are only two players' bodies on the ground, but the boss is nowhere to be seen.

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