"Thank you, big brother. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info"Wang Peng and Yan Xi came out of prison.

"It's okay, let's go."

It was nearly evening when the two men came out of prison, and the people in the streets began to disperse, and puffs of cooking smoke began to rise in the sky of the town. Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from the west side of the town, and the number of horses was not small. Wang Peng and Yan Xi looked down the street to the west, and instead of soldiers wearing silver-white soldier armor on horseback, they were in different styles, some wearing heavy armor and some wearing cloth clothes.

Pedestrians on both sides of the street respectfully backed away and bowed to one of the men at the front of the group. The man was wearing heavy armor, Wang Peng estimated that it should be plate armor, two huge swords were pinned to the waist and fastened to the belt, and under the helmet you could see the appearance of the man in his thirties, with a scar on his face but it didn't look scary, and it looked like there was a kind atmosphere.

"Ah, honorable Lord Glois, how was your harvest today?" The group of people slowly passed in front of Wang Peng and Yan Xi, and the soldiers at the gate of the prison bowed and greeted.

Wang Peng and Yan Xi also bent down slightly to cooperate with the scene.

"Not bad." The man riding at the front turned his head and nodded to the soldier, smiling.

With that, the group continued on their way. Wang Peng swept from behind, the leader of the guy who was called Lord Glø by the soldiers was as high as level 46, and most of the people who followed him were also above level 30. Wang Peng's concept of level is not particularly clear now, because in Warcraft, it is claimed that the full level is the real beginning, but this does not seem to be the case in this world, thinking that the soldier next to him is already thirty years old, but he is only a 24-level warrior.

"Big brother, may I ask who is the big man who has just walked by?" Wang Peng asked.

"You don't know the situation in our town when you first arrived, except for the mayor of Biar, who is a first-class existence, a level 70 holy priest, this is the most powerful person in our town, but it is only temporary, and it will be rotated to other places in a few years; There is also our garrison officer, Sova, a level 52 warrior, has always been the pride of our town, and he has produced such a powerful character, although he is more strict but dutiful and loved by the townspeople; And there is another one, it is this Lord Grova, he is younger than Lord Sova, but he is already a level 46 warrior, Lord Grova has formed a powerful adventure team, going back and forth between the fog forests, collecting herbs, beast skins and some monster crystal nuclei to trade in the town, Lord Grova is kind-hearted, he takes care of the people in the town very much, and there is no arrogance brought by outstanding cultivation, so everyone admires it very much. The soldier's head is the Tao, and the awe of Gruwa is born from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Peng nodded, a little interesting.

When night fell, the two returned to the temporary shelter in the martial arts field, and after receiving relief food, they found a corner with fewer people to do it. Although there are a lot of bonfires and oil lamps lit on the martial arts field, many corners are still very dim. Yan Xi leaned on Wang Peng's side, and didn't dare to lean directly on it, and then opened the interface to look at the map.

"I wonder if anyone else in our class survived?" Wang Peng said.

"I don't know, maybe the tree survived, maybe he also received the mail from the postmaster."

"Well, why don't you rest for a while?" Wang Peng said and gestured generously to his shoulder.

Yan Xi turned his head and looked at Wang Peng, for fear that this kid would have some hooliganism, in fact, he was really tired after walking a way, the land of the martial arts field was still dirty, how could Yan Xi, a person who was used to sleeping on the big bed and sofa at home, accept the dirt land! But let her lean on Wang Peng's shoulder!

"Then, you are not allowed to bully me!" Yan Xi glared at Wang Peng viciously, and then cautiously leaned over.

The moment the two made physical contact, the warmth flowed directly from the skin to the bottom of the heart. Yan Xi gently grabbed Wang Peng's arm with both hands, and then rested his head on Wang Peng's shoulder. His face suddenly felt like it was burning, and he lowered his head shyly. Wang Peng's heart was trembling, the afterglow of his eyes looked at Ah Xi beside him cautiously, the height of 1.7 meters squatted down and looked cute like a little white rabbit, looking at Yan Xi with his eyes closed, Wang Peng seemed to be a little bolder and looked at Yan Xi like this, with long eyelashes, a small nose, pale red lips, fair skin that was a little dirty because of the wind and dust, and the clothes, pants and shoes needless to say.

"Hey, I don't know if it's all good or bad, but! I will definitely be by your side to protect you! I'm going to get stronger! Wang Peng said resolutely in his heart that he wanted to make everyone dare not hit Ah Xi's attention anymore.

On the morning of the next day, Linzuo Town welcomed a group of powerful people, recruited personnel from Haiyan City, many garrison adjutants, soldiers, and professional trainers. Mayor Bial personally came out to greet him, even if someone from Sea Rock City came to see this level 70 Holy Priest, he bowed very respectfully, which shows that this level 70 is already very powerful. The highest level among the visitors is only level 50.

"Come, all the people who have a profession come here and line up according to your profession for review." The soldiers shouted to the crowd that the official recruitment process had begun.

"Honorable archbishop, I wonder if there will be any of you who are extremely talented?" The leader of the recruitment team was a man who was over half a hundred years old, and he stroked his beard and said to Mayor Bial on the side.

"You can't say that, Your Excellency Sanwen, talent is important, but diligence is the key." Biar, dressed in a white robe, stood with his hands behind his back, standing straight and looking at the crowd in front of him.

The gold-trimmed white robe is the symbol of the archbishop, and the profession of priest is divided into nine levels, levels 1-9 are called priest apprentices, although they have obtained the profession of priest, they are still very weak, and then with the improvement of experience, the cultivation continues to grow, respectively, they are priest acolyte (10-19), priest (20-29), archpriest (30-39), spirit priest (40-49), priest (50-59), bishop (60-69), archbishop (70-79), Cardinal (80-89), Holy Pastor (90-99).

"That's the way it is, but it's hard to reach the realm of an archbishop without talent, hahaha." Sanwen said with a smile.

Sanwen, an adjutant from Haiyan City, is a mage who is already 55 years old, with a level of 51. At the age of 55, level 51 can be said to have some talent, but it is limited to this, and it will not pass level 60 again. Talent is very important. Sanwen has always lamented that he is really talented and dull, even if he is diligent, it is difficult to make progress, for those talented characters are both love and hate but can not show too much, the sourness in his heart only he knows.

One by one, the people in front of them are showing their skills, and the trainers are observing the talent and potential of these people.

"Next, Wang Peng!"