"Changkong, how can you say that, the rice bucket is already very powerful, people are just from a small mountain village, and they don't even have a decent teacher!" The little princess glared at Murong Changkong, pouted, and said unfairly for Yang Tian, "You don't know, in fact, the rice bucket is so pitiful!"

Poor Lao Tzu wanted to kill him immediately, Murong Changkong thought viciously, but he didn't dare to say it.

When the little princess said this, she thought of the scene of seeing Yang Tian for the first time, the tattered clothes, but they couldn't hide Yang Tian's aura and dusty elegance, although the corners of the mouth were slightly hooked, with a ruffian, but it seemed to be more charming, plus the black deep eyes, there was an indescribable charm. There is also that humorous conversation, and that bohemian eating appearance. All left a deep impression on the little princess.

At this time, a smile couldn't help but appear on the little princess's face.

Yang Tian is indeed a pitiful person in the heart of the kind little princess.

"If he hadn't been poor, he wouldn't have worn such tattered clothes, and if he hadn't had money, he wouldn't have starved like that. Eating five people alone, I know he must have been hungry for days, because, he hasn't eaten that much since that time. The little princess was distracted by the thought of this moment of fierce battle.

"He's really pathetic!" the little princess emphasized. His eyes looked at the figure that was still flickering in the sand wolf pack. Unexpectedly, it seems to be a little stupid.

The more the little princess said this, the more depressed Murong Changkong became, and he swore in his heart that it would not be long before this annoying guy disappeared from this world. After a loud roar, Murong Changkong vented all his anger towards the sand wolf!

"Haha! fuck, that's a lot!" Yang Tian said excitedly. Yang Tian knew that this kind of demon core was very low-level, and it wasn't worth a lot of money, but it was also money, and now this guy didn't have a single one. It seems impossible to leave Sanshao's team. Unless you go to the pit to abduct and steal, or you will hunt monsters and engage in picnics by yourself. This Yang Tian is doing it. But from the Forbidden City to the border of the Chinese Empire, it is all an official road, not to mention that it is difficult to encounter Warcraft, and even if it is encountered, the meat of many Warcraft may not be edible.

At this time, Yang Tian had already picked up hundreds of demon cores, the magic cores of this sand wolf were all Feng surnames, the size of jujubes, and the price of one was only 80 silver coins, not even one gold coin was enough. This is indeed not a lot of money for magicians, but it is a lot for ordinary people, after all, a family of three, a year's living expenses are only a few dozen gold coins.

Magicians, warriors, are all professions that burn money, especially magicians.

When a magician meditates, he not only needs expensive magic crystals, but also needs to use magical equipment to protect himself because of the weakness of the magician's body, and the price of these equipment is amazingly high, especially high-level equipment. The main material needed for the production of these equipment is the magic core.

When he was about to pick it up, Yang Tian instantly moved to the crowd again. Seeing that Sanshao and the little princess were looking at themselves with monster-like eyes, Yang Tian smiled shamelessly and said, "Little beauty, although I am very handsome, you can't look at me like this, I will be embarrassed occasionally!"

Sanshao snorted, glanced at Yang Tian directly, and then joined the battle again, while the cute little princess Hua Zheng stuck out her tongue at Yang Tian's cuteness, and said: "Sanshao's 'sister' is worried about you! Rice bucket, I didn't expect you to be so powerful! I won't tell you first, I'll kill the monster, and I'll settle accounts with you in a while, and I will hide it from us, hum!"

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Half an hour later, about half of the sand wolves had been wiped out, and all the demon cores had been taken into Yang Tian's pocket. However, at this time, the magic power of the three young and several of their magicians was almost exhausted, and among the warriors, except for Carlos, who seemed to have a little strength, the others were obviously fighting hard.

However, they didn't stop when they wanted to be strong, and they all cheered up and persevered.

A hint of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the head of the guard, thousands of sand wolves, even if it was the first time he had encountered them, but now these teenagers have been able to hold on to the present, especially Sanshao, although the water magic has not yet had the strength to cast high-level magic, but Sanshao's understanding and control of the water magic has reached an amazing point, and it is the first time he has seen someone who can use the form of the water element to fight.

Everyone understands this, but few people are able to perform such magic.

However, there is one more person who makes the head of the guard unable to see through it.

Yang Tian, on the surface, was just an intermediate light magician, but his spatial magic was superb, and he was able to come and go freely in the dense sand wolf pack, from the beginning to the present, the wolves did not even touch the corners of his clothes.

But this was not what really surprised the head of the guard, what really surprised the head of the guard was the moment Yang Tian appeared in the midst of the wolves.

No matter how good your spatial magic is, but there is no place for the dense sand wolves, so what if you can teleport?

But every time Yang Tian appeared, there would naturally be a gap in the wolves. Here's the blame. However, with the strength of his sword master, he couldn't see a clue.

Seeing these young people, the head of the guard in the prime of life, he unconsciously gave birth to a feeling of heroic twilight.

People sometimes have to admit the difference in aptitude.

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"Ah!" exclaimed as the head of the guard was lost in thought.

A young warrior of the Swift Wind Mercenary Regiment finally couldn't support it because of his fighting spirit, and was directly pounced on by a sand wolf, and the young warrior used his last strength to swing his arm towards the sand wolf's head.

However, the gauntlet, which is not a high-level handguard, could not block the extremely sharp teeth of the sand wolf, and it was directly pierced.

With the screams of the warriors, blood suddenly flowed from the arms of the young warriors.

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