Back in the square, Mo Wen was about to go back to his tent to rest, but Lilian suddenly pulled him and pointed outside.

I saw that in the square densely packed with tents, there were many adventurers sitting on the ground, with a lot of objects in front of them, shouting vigorously, and from time to time you could hear the sound of people arguing.

"It's another trading day, huh?" Mo Wen scratched his head, adventurers can often get some equipment that they can't use or can't use well when they are in the wild, so the necessary exchange is essential, and in order to allow more people to exchange for the equipment they want, Rog Camp organizes a large trade fair almost every time.

Mo Wen and they have also been in the camp for more than a month, and they have also participated in two transactions, but they have not gotten any equipment and their hearts, after all, these adventurers are too different from their level, they can only kill small monsters, and the things they get are almost unsightly.

However, Mo Wen thought about it, and he had accumulated a lot of equipment under his hands, especially the trip to Tristram just now, his backpack was already full, and it was impossible to transport these things to Lu Gaoin, so it was good to clean it up, although Mo Wen had a magic stone in his hand, he almost didn't have to worry about gold coins, but it was good to change some gems, after all, the gems in the dark were still quite easy to use.

"Okay, let's set up a stall too."

Lilian's eyes narrowed, and she seemed to smile as she stepped into the tent and pulled out a pile of gear.

"Then I'll leave it all to you."

Mo Wen took it with a wry smile, and did these things by himself again.

Originally, the two of them were still working together for the first time, but unfortunately, within five minutes, Lilian almost pulled out her javelin and directly killed the adventurer who tried to bargain with her, and since then this kind of work has been Mo Wen's job alone.

A layer of carpet was laid on the ground, and Mo Wen directly placed the equipment on the ground, and then sat down as well.

He didn't shout like the others, but closed his eyes and recuperated.

However, the equipment in Mo Wen's hands is very good, although it is something he doesn't look down on, but it can also be used as the mainstream equipment of these adventurers.

"How do you sell this dagger?" A necromancer-looking man walked over, picked up one of the daggers, and looked at the faint red light surrounding it, and suddenly felt a little moved.

"A Broken Gem." Mo Wen's appearance was somewhat careless.

It's so cheap, this adventurer showed a hint of surprise in his heart, you must know that this kind of dagger with fire damage can be said to be a good choice for necromancers, although it is said that the staff that is more conducive to casting spells is the best choice, but where are there so many good staff in the camp for him to choose, and when it is close, the dagger can be said to be the most reliable weapon of the necromancer, after all, the second-order skill of the quenching dagger can be regarded as their only melee attack skill. And the steady burst of the flame element makes the damage of this dagger not low, and with the continuous effect of the toxin, it can be regarded as a good melee weapon.

"Couldn't it be cheaper? You dagger ・・・・・・" Seeing Mo Wen's indifferent look, the necromancer's greed grew, after all, a broken gem set on a weapon can also increase a lot of power, "How about using gold coins?" For the sake of the good looks of this dagger, I can add a little more-" Apparently he regarded Mo Wen as the wronged leader.

"If you don't buy it, get out!" Mo Wen's eyes widened suddenly. A small red hammer flew up and circled around him, threatening to smash it with a hammer if he dared to talk nonsense.

"Fourth-Order Holy Knight! You're the one who killed Bisu Hirosu and the Blood Bird—" The necromancer almost exclaimed, there were no fourth-order paladins in the entire Rog camp, but all of them were old knights without exception, and there was no one as young as Mo Wen. Moreover, they are both fourth-order holy knights, and their strength is also different, they can solve Bisu Bosu and Blood Bird, and Mo Wen's strength is obviously the top among the fourth-order holy knights.

The necromancer's face turned a little red, he was a second-order necromancer who couldn't argue with the fourth-order holy knight, and he had the heart to throw down the dagger and leave, but he was a little reluctant, after all, this was a life at a critical moment.

Finally, the necromancer threw down a shattered purple gem, picked up the dagger, and left.

Thanks to the blessing of this dispute, Mo Wen's stall suddenly attracted everyone's attention, and many people came over, after all, if they can solve two boss-level monsters, they must gain a lot.

"How do you sell this scythe?" "Two Shattered Gems."

"Where's the dagger?" "One"

"Can this leather armor be cheaper?" "Three Shattered Gems."

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"How do you sell this sword?" A somewhat familiar voice, Mo Wen raised his head.

"Motaya and Anna are you?" Looking at the combination of an assassin and a mage in front of him, Mo Wen was somewhat surprised, after all, they were companions who came together, and he hadn't seen the two of them for a long time.

Motaya's expression was very unnatural, and a faint flush appeared on her ice-like face, while Anna naturally pointed to a fist sword and asked, "How do you sell this fist sword?" ”

Mo Wen looked the two of them up and down, they were barely okay with their equipment, and the aura on their bodies didn't feel much stronger than when they broke up last time, it should still be the strength of the second order.

Secretly sighing, Mo Wen looked at the fist sword, a fist sword with two elements attached to freezing and lightning, and it seemed to have a bloodsucking effect, which could be regarded as the top three among all Mo Wen's goods.

"Five Shattered Gems." Mo Wen groaned and quoted a number, which could be said to barely reach the minimum value of this fist sword, and if this kind of fist sword was really priced, there would be many assassins willing to pay the price of about ten pieces.

Looking at the two people who were a little downcast in front of him, Mo Wen wanted to help them somewhat.

Motaya's face turned even redder, obviously understanding that Mo Wen intended to help them, her fists clenched, as one of the geniuses of Ishtatown, she had grown up in admiration since she was a child, when had she ever been pitied like this, especially the object was-.

But then her fist loosened again, the corners of her mouth were a bitter smile, she had been in the Rogge camp for nearly a month, but her strength still did not break through, although she was a lot more skilled in martial arts, but she could not advance for a long time, and the teleportation array was only opened up to the dark forest, and she couldn't move forward any further, those monsters were getting denser and denser, and their strength was getting stronger and stronger, and she and Anna had encountered danger several times. A series of encounters have made Motaya understand that although she is not a big genius in Ishta, she is nothing compared to the pride of heaven like Mo Wen, Lilian, and Bruce. And there are only a few days left before the time to gather at the Dharma Heights, and I'm afraid there won't be any intersection between them after that.

Anna glanced at Motaya, who had a wrong face, and sighed slightly, "It's a little expensive." ”

Mo Wen was stunned, he didn't care about such a fist sword, it didn't matter if he gave it away for nothing, he just wanted to take care of the self-esteem of the two.

"Those three—"

Mo Wen's words were interrupted, and Anna said casually: "I asked Motaya to accompany you for one night, how about you give us this fist sword?" ”