The territory of the Sikh tribe is separated from the Jiantou tribe by more than 20 underground areas, which is not too far, and it is only half a day's work to take the spaceship, and everyone is still dressed as a hundred-faced tribe, taking a black boat driven by the Tuqier tribe to the Sikh neighboring Saar tribe, Ling Xiyao almost gritted his teeth and survived.

The Saar is a small-scale race, dependent on the Sikh to survive, specializing in the Sikh warriors forging weapons, and often the Sikhs personally come to ask someone to build a handful of weapons, so the two clans come and go quite frequently, which is why Ji Wenjin chose to use this as a breakthrough.

With a population of only a few million and a territory of about 200,000 square kilometers, the Saar can only be regarded as a low-class race in Starfish City, but with the protection of the Sikhs, almost no one dares to bully them without long eyes.

The Saar people are very satisfied with the existing life, the entire territory is full of metallic atmosphere, Ji Wenjin, Ling Xiyao, Tan Tao, Shen Ruyun, and Luobei, who has to join the temporary dead skin, a group of five people walking on the street is very conspicuous. At the moment, he has a dark blue complexion, wearing shorts and shorts, and his tight muscles are exposed, looking strong and powerful.

Ling Xiyao is the thinnest among the several, but fortunately, she often exercises, her slender arms and legs are evenly lined, without a trace of fat, and she looks like a different kind of beauty, in comparison, Shen Ruyun, who is level thirteen in physical fitness, is closer to the size of the Siggs, and the muscles on her body are stronger than that of Luobei, a real man.

"That's it." Shen Ruyun stopped and pointed to the store opposite that didn't seem to be frequented by many people.

Ji Wenjin paused, agreed with her suggestion, pursed his lips and said, "Let's go."

Ling Xiyao and Tan Tao had no objections, Luo Bei wanted to say anything but didn't dare to say anything, and in a blink of an eye, everyone stepped into the store.

"Welcome to the shop, I wonder what kind of weapons you need?" The owner of the shop, a middle-aged man dressed in a simple gray coat, greeted him.

"Give each of us a weapon to pick a hand, the sooner the better, and pick the best material." Chen Ruyun said boldly.

The middle-aged Chinese characters didn't expect a big business to come to their door, and the smile on their faces couldn't be contained, and they diligently introduced the classification of weapons for them. In fact, almost all of the cold weapons sold in these shops are good at war, and the atmosphere of martial arts duels is prevalent, especially cold weapons that make others abandon them.

When everyone walked out of the store, it was more than an hour later, although the selection of weapons was only for coping and decoration, the big guy still couldn't help but pick and choose his favorite style, Ling Xiyao chose a simple and atmospheric sword, Ji Wenjin is spear, Shen Ruyun boldly picked a majestic big knife, full of manliness.

With Luobei here, the identities of several people had already been disguised as Sikhs, and they walked around the bustling streets of the Saar people, bought some necessities that the Sikhs often have, and after confirming that no one doubted their identities, they stopped wandering around and began to approach the target task. I accidentally learned that an officer who was about to follow the leader to the Ailan tribe had come here, and several people were worried that they had no way, so they immediately paid attention to this person's movements.

After a little setback, several people finally got on the line and followed the officer back to the territory of the Sikhs, and through his introduction, they handled the application for transfer.

After a few days of busy work, the five of them were successfully assigned to the team of the visiting delegation, and although their positions were not high, they finally achieved their goal.

Shen Ruyun is a battle maniac in his bones, looking for people to challenge him in the Sikh tribe all day long, and he has made some fame with his fierce combat effectiveness, Luobei is the worst, those Sikhs can't beat Shen Ruyun, so they set their eyes on Luobei with her, Luobei's force value is not high, and it is ravaged very badly every time. Ling Xiyao, Ji Wenjin and Tan Tao were secretly busy collecting information, and the people who followed to visit the Ailan tribe this time were all the henchmen of the leader, and in a few days, they had mastered a lot of Sikh secrets.

The leader of the Sikh clan is named Angus Gale, a well-known warrior in his clan, very loved by the clan, Ling Xiyao has seen him from afar, and he intuitively feels that he is not a person to be messed with, if she still has a fluke mentality to manipulate him before, then after meeting, she completely dispelled the idea, and Ji Wenjin also repeatedly told them not to act rashly.

Ten days of kung fu passed in the blink of an eye, and on the day of the succession ceremony, Angus led everyone to set off early in the morning, from the territory of the Sikhs to the Alan, it takes at least two days to take an ordinary spaceship, but for the leader's exclusive fleet, it can reach the destination in two hours, so when the group arrives at the territory of the Alam, there is still an hour before the succession ceremony.

Due to Angus's special status, the accompanying officials and guards also enjoyed VIP treatment, and the location of the ceremony was the best among all the guests.

The territory of the Sikh tribe is not far from the Jiantou tribe in the twenty underground areas, but it is not too far, and it only takes half a day to take the spaceship, and everyone is still dressed as a hundred-faced tribe, taking a black boat driven by the Tuqir tribe to the Sikh neighboring Saar tribe.

The Saar is a small-scale race, dependent on the Sikh to survive, specializing in the Sikh warriors forging weapons, and often the Sikhs personally come to ask someone to build a handful of weapons, so the two clans come and go quite frequently, which is why Ji Wenjin chose to use this as a breakthrough.

With a population of only a few million and a territory of about 200,000 square kilometers, the Saar can only be regarded as a low-class race in Starfish City, but with the protection of the Sikhs, almost no one dares to bully them without long eyes.

The Saar people are very satisfied with the existing life, the entire territory is full of metallic atmosphere, Ji Wenjin, Ling Xiyao, Tan Tao, Shen Ruyun, and Luobei, who has to join the temporary dead skin, a group of five people walking on the street is very conspicuous. At the moment, he has a dark blue complexion, wearing shorts and shorts, and his tight muscles are exposed, looking strong and powerful.

Ling Xiyao is the thinnest among the several, but fortunately, she often exercises, her slender arms and legs are evenly lined, without a trace of fat, and she looks like a different kind of beauty, in comparison, Shen Ruyun, who is level thirteen in physical fitness, is closer to the size of the Siggs, and the muscles on her body are stronger than that of Luobei, a real man.

"That's it." Shen Ruyun stopped and pointed to the store opposite that didn't seem to be frequented by many people.

Ji Wenjin paused, agreed with her suggestion, pursed his lips and said, "Let's go."

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