Dakmend led his undead horse to the Ghost Pool, and threw the horse down.

Groove ...... You can't be gentle, isn't the undead horse a good friend of the devil!

After complaining about Dakmende, Tang Feng took out Manzhu Shahua's box, and the moment it was placed on the ground, the whole box shook violently, as if it was showing its excitement.

Looking at the appearance of the box, Tang Feng couldn't help but nodded and said: "Sure enough, my brother will choose a place, I didn't see this box jump like this when the people fed this box."

After seeing that there was no problem with the venue, Tang Feng chatted privately with Dugu and said, "Xiaodu, 50 original outfits, what is the approximate price?" ”

Soon, Dugu replied: "It depends on how much growth you have."

Tang Feng thought about it for a while, they had been doing this task for a while, and if he wanted to surpass them in the contribution of the task, he would have to spend some money.

"About 80," Tang Feng thought for a while and said.

"A weapon of about level 45 is about 30,000 gold, and the armor is about 20,000 gold," Dugu replied.

"It's fried high enough......" Tang Feng sighed, you must know that 30,000 gold is 6,000 soft girl coins, this is still 80 growth, you must know that the growth value of the equipment is over 90, the attribute is growing by leaps and bounds, of course, the price is even more leaping, to be a local tyrant in this mass base explosion game, there is no solid family background, and it is really unbearable.

"Then get me 50 pieces of armor first," Tang Feng finished and mailed 2 million gold to Dugu for courtship.

Looking at the gold coin numbers in his backpack that were about to bottom out again, Tang Feng touched his chin and comforted himself: "Rich people have never had fixed assets!" Liquidity is king! Money can only earn back more money if it is spent! ”

But even so, Tang Feng, who was once poor and had advanced cancer, still felt a pain in his flesh. After all, it is impossible to cure the disease of poor cancer, and there are all kinds of sequelae! Unbelief? I used to be poor, but now I can make my own money, touch my chest and think about it. Are you excited when you go to a restaurant and hear that there are free drinks!? Something that you can't use in the morning, but you just don't want to throw it away! After ordering hundreds of dishes, even if you have eaten enough, you will have to eat them all! There is wood!? Therefore, poor cancer is easy to treat, but the sequelae are difficult to get rid of. Poverty is a lifelong thing!

After forcibly comforting himself, Tang Feng heard the prompt of the new email, then took out the mobile mailbox made by the engineer, put it next to it, and took out the equipment in the mailbox.

"The efficiency is quite high," Tang Feng said in a private chat with Dugu courtship.

"There are a lot of them in the guild warehouse, so take them out and send them to the master brother first," Dugu replied.

"Well, then remember to replenish the stock, how is the application of the fifth-level guild? What is missing from the upgrade?" asked Tang Feng.

"It's also a little bit of guild popularity, and I guess I'll be able to make it up soon," Dugu replied.

Guild popularity is earned by members of the guild completing daily guild tasks, each time a guild daily task is completed. can provide a little guild popularity.

"Well, if you have enough, just apply for an upgrade, I'll come back and discuss the policy of the fifth-level guild together," Tang Feng nodded and said.

"Good master brother," Dugu replied.

After hanging up the private chat of Dugu's courtship, Tang Feng took out a robe with a growth degree of 82 and threw it into Manzhu Sahua's box, and in an instant, the equipment disappeared into the box.

"This is the legendary spendthrift," Tang Feng sighed, and then threw a pair of leather pants with a growth of 83 into the box.

After throwing more than two dozen weapons into the box in one breath, the box still had no intention of closing, and the vibration was getting worse and worse, which made Tang Feng a little surprised.

"It's weird, didn't the Grim Reaper say that there is a limit to the amount of equipment that can be swallowed in this box every day, I think it has the intention of stopping," he said. Tang Feng threw another bracer into it.

After more than forty pieces of equipment entered the box, the box was still vibrating wildly, and there was no intention of stopping.

"Is Nima the Korean people feeding the wrong position? This is completely different from what was said," After throwing another pair of shoes into the box, just as Tang Feng was thinking about whether to ask Xiao Du to send some equipment, the box suddenly burst out with a burst of black light.

"Ah~~ I finally got a good amount of energy. Satisfied," said a black elf that emerged from the box.

Tang Feng was stunned for a moment when he saw this black elf, and then asked, "Are you Manzhu?" Or Sawah? ”

The black elf patted his stomach and said, "The little master is a box elf, you are really ignorant of this inferior race!" ”

"Smack!"

Tang Feng directly slapped the black elf in the face and said, "The little thing is so rude. Who is inferior, do you know who fed you? What is your name? ”

The beaten black elf covered his right cheek and looked at Tang Feng in shock. Obviously, he still didn't react to the fact that he was beaten.

"Smack!"

Tang Feng slapped his backhand again and said, "Brother asked you?"

"I ...... My name is Regg," replied the box elf with an aggrieved face.

"How did you end up in the box?" Tang Feng asked after lighting a cigarette after expressing satisfaction with Brother Lei's attitude.

And then Reg seemed to react. Shouted loudly, "I am the guardian of this box!" How can you hit me! You're ......."

"Huh?" Tang Feng raised his hand and looked at Reg with a nasal voice.

"Don't fight...... Don't fight, I was wrong," Reg immediately raised his hand to protect his face and said.

"Dead child, hurry up, this box is not formed by Manzhu and Shahua's resentment, how did it become your guardian?" Tang Feng asked as he spit out a smoke ring.

"Their consciousness is asleep, so they created me, the Spirit of the Box, to guard the box," Reg replied honestly.

"No wonder you're so uneducated, so what are you doing now?" Tang Feng asked.

"I'm here to remind you that the box is now full of energy to wake them up," Reg replied.

So fast? Didn't the Grim Reaper say that the box would have to be kept for a while?

The inexplicable Tang Feng looked at Rege and asked, "Didn't you look at you lifeless two days ago, why are you suddenly full today?"

"Hey, don't mention it, you ...... Brother, the energy block you threw in before is too inferior, I really don't want to eat it, and the dark energy is too weak, I don't have an appetite at all," Reg said with a complaint.

I see, it's because the things given by the people of the stick are unpalatable, hahahaha, you poor people, you are reluctant to give high-end goods a big loss, sure enough, this kind of high-end task still has to be completed by a successful person like my brother!

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PS: Hmm...... Two days ago, I wanted to take revenge on the society, and I have been weighing the ratio of benefits and risks between stabbing the boss to death and robbing the bank, and just when it was about to be implemented, I received a warm scarf and decided to be an inspirational youth! Good codeword! Reach the pinnacle of life! (Scarf warm) (To be continued......)