Almighty Cultivation Supreme

With a wave of his hand, the red-haired young man crackled out of the shadows behind him with a band of crossbow-wielding bandits. These people were dressed strangely and strangely, and compared to the red-haired young man standing in front, they looked the most normal.

Dole couldn't help but reach out and point at a young man with colorful chicken feathers on his head and laughed, "Look at the way he looks, it's so funny." ”

There was a whoosh, and the pleasant laughter came to an abrupt end, followed by a groan of pain.

"Young men, feel free!" the red-haired young man raised his pointed chin triumphantly, took a step forward and stomped the black token under his feet, "since you are a robber, you don't need to care so much, enjoy yourself." But don't make it too ugly. We are seeking money, not dying!"

Ula Ula's horn sounded, and the adventurers from Frost Free City were unprepared for an encounter.

Cynos felt as if he was being targeted by a viper from the Far East, and no matter where he turned his head, there was always a chill on his back. This made him afraid to take any further action, so he could only choose to hold the mace in both hands and focus his eyes on the red-haired young man.

"Bond, there's a big man in Frostless City who says hello to you!" Cynos walked steadily, but he couldn't help but sweat in his palms, the token given to him by Duke Kirov didn't work, and there was hardly a worse situation in this situation. As a silver-level peak minotaur berserker, Xenos certainly didn't care about a few standard hand crossbows, but the appearance of these hand crossbows made the Minotaur have to think about it more.

The crossbow is a forbidden item in Frostless City, and it is impossible for ordinary people to get it, let alone take out so many to form an attack team. Another reason is that other adventurers don't have the confidence of berserkers in the face of such hand crossbows.

"I ate well and slept well. Thank you for your concern. Reply to him for me, I'm fine, too good!" said the red-haired young man with a grin.

"Bond, anything is negotiable, isn't it?" Cynos listened to the groans around him, his brows tightly locked, he was not worried about the young man in front of him at all, he was worried about the companions who had come with him to the wilderness.

"Of course, I can negotiate. Half of the people are left, and half of the things are left!" said the red-haired young man, "You see it's a good choice to stay with me. Every time you hunt, everyone has a share, don't you all want gold moore when you go to White Rock Town, and you can earn gold moore here too!"

"Yes, I can promise you!" Cynos slammed his mace into the ice of the small valley.

With a wave of his hand, the red-haired young man retreated the bustling robbers, their crossbows in their hands, aiming their glowing arrows at the lambs across the valley.

"Stand up, stand up!" the red-haired young man kicked Gold, who was lying on the ground, and reached out to the opposite side, motioning for the chubby Gold to stand up. "Pick half of them out first!"

"Don't look ugly, don't have a big belly!" cried the red-haired young man, and the robbers with crossbows in hand happily went to pick people up among the adventurers standing in a row.

"You also went to Baishi Town to make money, and it is the same to make money here, it is better to stay and be a robber, in fact, it is good to follow us. You don't have to go hungry every day!" One robber looked at the shivering adventurer with great contempt. "Our adults are very good, much better than your minotaurs. ”

"You might as well be robbers, what are you wearing?" said someone.

"It's good to be a robber!" someone continued.

Under the combination of soft and hard of the Wind Demon Wolf Thieves Group, there were really a few people who took the initiative to stay, but most of them refused to give in, and after being beaten fat, they succumbed to the shiny hand crossbow. After all, it's better to be a robber than to die.

"My lord, there is one less!" After a moment of hustle and bustle, the robber with a lot of chicken feathers on his head ran up to the red-haired young man.

"Is there really one less?" asked the red-haired young man, frowning.

"Yes, my lord, it's either too ugly or too fat!" said the young man with a lot of chicken feathers on his head.

"It's a little hard to have one less person!" the red-haired young man groped his pointed chin, "Now people are more expensive than Kim Moore!"

"If we don't give them a thousand more gold moores, we'll just lose a little!" said the young man with a lot of chicken feathers on his head, obviously very satisfied with his idea.

"Very good, Azabu, it's a very good idea. The red-haired young man said.

"This is unreasonable, no one in the wilderness is worth a thousand gold moores!" Xenos hurriedly stood up, after the cold snap their material itself is limited, if they take out another thousand gold moles, then there is nothing to do next.

"Well, I'm very merciful, you can pick one more person out of your own. The red-haired young man said.

Xenos slowly stood up and walked in front of the swaying group.

"I'm too fat, they don't look down on me!" the sweat on Gold's nervous face went straight down, although these bandits of the Wind Demon Wolf did not say what to do with the adventurers left behind, but it certainly didn't look like a good scene.

Now that they have reached the Valley of Ice, in order to complete the mission of Lord Duke Kirov, there must be sacrifices, as long as the mission can be completed, these boys of the Unicorn Legion can only stay in the Valley of Ice first. Thinking so, Cynos was at the end of the line before he knew it.

"They don't look down on me, I'm so ugly!" Dole tried to make his voice sound normal, but his chattering teeth betrayed his heart, and anyone could tell that he was full of fear. "Please, Legionnaire, don't leave me behind. I'm not going to be a robber!"

"Ouch, it's a big man!" "Sabu's yin and yang shouted weirdly, "My lord, do you see if the price of the big man should be raised a little!"

"Of course, how can the big man keep only half of it!" said the red-haired young man.

"Bond, you have to keep your promises. You promised!" Cynos angrily raised his mace and rushed towards the red-haired young man, bang, the slender skeletal palm holding the huge mace.