Feng Chengcheng did everything, and then he shook the folding fan and came out of the employment union carelessly.

Seeing this, the corners of Yun Xiu's mouth twitched, obviously so amazing and gorgeous, but he wanted to pretend to be so unkempt.

Obviously, he is a good son, but he wants to pretend to be a gentleman.

Yun Xiu didn't know that Feng Chengcheng's actions in the mercenary union and the employment union had already attracted countless onlookers.

Living freely, the wind and moon are boundless, the Treasure Pavilion, the Ni Clothes and Feather Clothes Workshop, and the flowers want to be ready yet, and there is already an incalculable heat.

For a while, the entire Shenwu Continent, where there were mercenaries, was discussing the mysterious employer who issued this SSS mission.

A large crowd was dazzled by the strings of blinding amethyst coins and the staggering amount of security deposits.

For a while, countless people were eager to try the benefits of amethyst coins and pills.

Subsequently, the strange recruitment of the employing union also came into everyone's sight.

Familiar painting style, familiar arrogance, familiar amethyst coins.

I consciously associate the task publisher of the free house, the boundless wind and the moon, the Treasure Pavilion, the Ni Dress and Feather Clothes Workshop, and the Hua Xiangrong task publisher with the person who issued the SS task.

So, the crowd boiled again.

Information about recruits and hired people frantically poured into mercenary unions and employment unions.

The number of people was too large and the scope was so concentrated that it almost paralyzed the system of the employing union and the mercenary union.

In the future, Yun Xiu looked at the major shops that were overcrowded and squeezed out of Feng's city as soon as they opened, and only then did he know the reason for Feng Chengcheng's big spending.

Man dies for money, and birds die for food.

People are not moving, and profit comes first.

Under the heavy reward, not only the brave man, but also the strong onlookers of the masses.

A thousand speculations, ten thousand discussions.

Where there are people, there is a topic, and where there is a topic, there will be heat.

Where there is a topic, there is communication, and with communication, it will naturally be familiar.

Feng Chengcheng only used an SSS mercenary task and a high-cost personnel recruitment, so that he could live freely, the wind and the moon were boundless, the Treasure Pavilion, the Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes Workshop, and the name of Hua Xiangrong resounded through the Shenwu.

As for how the mercenary union and the employing union can save the system that they are proud of, we will not say for the time being.

The initiator of this chaos that can be called a feat, Feng Chengcheng is swaggering with a folding fan and going straight to the largest slave market in Shangyu.

The most beautiful hometown water, the most beautiful hometown people.

As a half-Shangyu native of the indigenous people.

Feng Chengcheng's direct subordinates naturally had to be selected from Shangyu.

Fengqi City is beautifully named, this is a special preferential treatment for hometown people.

As he walked, Feng Chengcheng was suddenly bumped in.

"Childe I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The seven or eight-year-old boy, who was very thin and ragged, kept apologizing when he saw that he had hit Feng Chengcheng.

"Why don't you leave quickly?" Yun Xiu saw that the little boy was covered with dirt, and he trembled and apologized to Feng Chengcheng from time to time, pinching his nose and giving an eviction order.

"Is there something wrong?" As soon as the little boy left, Yun Xiu asked with concern.

"Naturally, it's nothing." Feng Qingcheng raised the folding fan indifferently, hooked the corners of his mouth, and showed a meaningful smile at the back of the dirty little boy who had just bumped into him.

"Your placket is dirty, why don't we find a ready-to-wear store and change your outfit first?"

"It's just a small thing, it's okay." Seeing that the placket of his clothes had been stained with stolen goods, a golden light flashed on Feng Qingcheng's wrist, and the placket that had been grabbed by the little boy's black hand was clean again.

It's not that what he says is okay, Feng Chengcheng really thinks it's nothing.

In my previous life, I was on Alcatraz Island, I was fighting and training in the mud all day, and I was dirty, what had I not experienced?

The little boy in rags just now was already very clean compared to his previous ones.

Yun Xiu showed envy when he saw this, how could he still have such an effect?

What a rare treasure.

Before the envy was finished, Feng Qingcheng's body had already appeared a few meters in front of him.

"Qingcheng, where are you going, the slave market is over there." Seeing that Feng Chengcheng's figure was getting farther and farther away, Yun Xiu unconsciously used his martial arts to chase after Feng Chengcheng.

"Stop." Feng Chengcheng smiled apologetically at Yun Xiu.

"Why?"

"I suddenly remembered that there are still some important things to do, and we will make an appointment for another day about the slaves, and I will forget the things entrusted by Qingcheng." Feng Chengcheng said hello while thinking about Yun Xiu, and at the same time used his inhuman spiritual power to track the figure of the little boy.

"Okay, then don't leave it today, we'll see you in three days."

"Very good. Then we'll see you in three days. ”

Although Yun Xiu is full of anger and has the problem of a noble son, he is indeed a gentleman.

Secretly tailgating, Yun Xiuchu naturally won't do it, and he doesn't bother to do it.

Feng Chengcheng said goodbye to Yun Xiu, and then carefully looked at the market he was in.

Seeing the purchase of rouge gouache, the shops of snack fruit shops came and went, and they were very lively, and they unconsciously produced a sense of leisure.

chased the figure of the little boy with his mental strength without relaxing at all. While smiling, he looked for what he needed in the market.

Suddenly, there was a smell of roast chicken in the air.

Although this smell is good, in the eyes of a gluttonous person like Feng Chengcheng, it is really not enough to see.

If Feng Chengcheng usually doesn't take a second look at it on weekdays, today it is rare to have interest.

"Boss. Wrap all these rotisserie chickens for me. ”

The boss was originally surprised that it would be too wasteful to buy so much for a small doll in Feng Chengcheng, but when he saw the amethyst coin in Deng Chengcheng's hand, he immediately smiled, "Little boy, wait a minute, I will help you wrap it up." ”

"There is labor." Feng Chengcheng put down the ten amethyst coins, and then took the roast chicken from the owner of the roast chicken shop and put it into the mixed yuan realm.

The bait is already there, and Feng Chengcheng naturally doesn't have to walk slowly like before.

As soon as the figure moved, the person had already arrived in the courtyard where the little boy who had just bumped into him disappeared.

It was a very dilapidated yard, located in the middle of nowhere, and there was some distance from the disturbance.

It is estimated that it is precisely because of this distance that this small courtyard that can be blown away by a strong wind can be left, giving the residents inside a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

As soon as Feng Qingcheng's mind moved, his spiritual power revealed the information in the house clearly.

Out of the little boy who bumped into himself just now, and by the way, he took the jade pendant on his waist.

There were still 11 children in the dilapidated hut.

There were men and women, ranging in age, and the eldest was a little boy who bumped into him, about seven or eight years old.

The youngest was only four or five years old.

Some children also use magic to make gadgets for their own amusement.

Before the people of Feng Tilting City had entered, her keen sense of hearing had already allowed her to hear the conversation of the people inside.

"Brother Gong Xuan, didn't you go out to find something to eat? Why did you come back empty-handed? The voice of the youngest girl holding back her tears and wanting to cry but not daring to cry came.

"Yunxi, don't worry, eat steamed buns first, Brother Gong Xuan has a baby today, as long as we make a move, we will have something delicious."

"Brother Gong Xuan, it's not right for you to do this." The other little girl said disapprovingly.

"That's right, Brother Gong Xuan, Sister Fangfei and Sister Qionghua, said when they went out to work, let's stay in the house obediently and wait for them not to go out."

"Not only did you go out without permission, you also stole it."

"It's not right to be disobedient and to go out without permission."

Soon, the children in the room began to talk about it.

"It's been three days since Sister Fang Fei and Sister Qiong Hua took over the mission and went to the Silver Moon Forest."

"It's not just me, it's you, it's been two days since you eat."

"If I hadn't gone out, you'd have starved to death." The little boy who bumped into Feng Chengcheng was red-faced when he was said to be red-faced, but he couldn't help but open his mouth to defend himself.

"It's a small matter of starving to death, if you are caught by those traffickers, what should you do if you buy it in the slave market, how worried should Sister Fang Fei and Sister Qionghua and us be."

Hearing this, Feng Chengcheng understood.

Here is an ancient version of an orphanage that resembles a modern orphanage.

Sister Fangfei and Sister Qionghua in the mouths of these children should have been taking care of these poor children.

For some unknown reason, these two people haven't been back for three days.

Hungry and unbearable, these children starved with him, so the little boy came up with the idea of stealing under the pretext of "touching porcelain".

"Are you hungry?" Feng Chengcheng was holding the roast chicken, and his sudden appearance startled all the children in the room.

"Who are you?" When the children saw this, they were all frightened, and there were a few big ones, and the magic attack had already come straight to Fengqi City.

Seeing this, Feng Qingcheng raised his sleeves and easily defused the children's painless attacks.

"Your sister Fangfei and Sister Qionghua haven't taught you, those who come are guests, should the guests be courteous?" Seeing that the children's attacks were useless and their desperate faces were useless, Feng Qingcheng smiled slightly.

"Uninvited, what kind of guest are you?" The little boy who bumped into Feng Chengcheng just now looked at Feng Chengcheng angrily.

The defensive appearance is like holding a roast chicken in one hand and shaking a folding fan in the other, Feng Chengcheng is not a well-dressed handsome son, but like a wolf in sheep's clothing.

After lifting for so long, Feng Qicheng is tired.

He took out a stack of his favorite spirit fruit and put it in the hand of the youngest little girl who was crying out for hunger just now.

"It's because I didn't think it through, I didn't know that you had been hungry for so long, so you should eat some spirit fruit first." After that, Feng Chengcheng took out a lot of purple cherries from the mixed metaverse.

"Yunxi don't want it, Sister Fangfei and Sister Qionghua said that you can't just eat what strangers give." The little boy known as Brother Gong Xuan saw that the little girl was about to bite down on a purple cherry, so he hurriedly stopped it.

"Brother Gong Xuan, but Yun Xi is really hungry, these spirit fruits are delicious, and this brother doesn't look like an outsider." As soon as the little girl heard that she couldn't eat it, she was aggrieved and wanted to cry.

"This~" The little boy was in a dilemma when he heard this.

Seeing this, Feng Qingcheng smiled slightly, shook the folding fan, and appeared in front of the little boy in an instant.

"Why, you don't recognize me after only a little while?"

As soon as Feng Chengcheng appeared with the background special effects of the pit father just now, all the children were taken aback.

The little boy called Gong Xuan was naturally no exception, and the chain reaction of surprise and surprise was that he didn't recognize the little boy in front of him at first, the fat sheep he bumped into just now.

"You, you, how are you?!"