Chapter 63: Shinsei Mercenary Group

A smile appeared on Long Jun's beautiful little face, mercenary group? It's a great place to practice.

"So, how do you become a mercenary?" She looked up at the young man, who was a lot taller than her, and smiled sweetly.

The man looked at this young girl, her face was beautiful, although she was young, she was still full of unconcealable elegance.

The man lost his mind for a moment, and his fascination was between the girl's stunning smile.

Qing'er coughed twice and recalled the man who had lost his soul.

The man's healthy wheat complexion instantly turned red, and he scratched his head embarrassedly, and he didn't dare to look at Long Jun again.

Long Junguaner, this person is really interesting, don't say more, let the man lead the way, and go to the Mercenary Alliance.

On the way, the man introduced himself, "My name is Dadong, I am twenty-one years old this year, and I am a member of the Shinsei mercenary group"

"Long Jun, she is Long Qing." Long Jun introduced lightly.

Qing'er has never had a surname, since she was sensible, she has been called Qing'er, and she has always been called Qing'er.

"Long Jun, Long Qing, it turns out that you are sisters, but why don't you look like each other at all?" Although Long Qing is also a beauty, but in front of Long Jun, he has completely lost his brilliance, if Long Jun is a flower, then Long Qing is the green leaf that sets off the flowers.

Long Jun nodded and stopped talking, but Qing'er, the corners of her eyes were moist, she finally had a surname, her surname was Long, and she was the national surname of the Kenye Empire.

"This is the Willow Mercenary Alliance."

Following Dadong's gaze, a magnificent building appeared in front of him, there was no guard in front of the door, and the golden plaque on one side was dazzling, and the words "Mercenary Alliance" were like dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

Dadong led the way, and they entered the mercenary alliance, although it was not as crowded as the streets, but it was also very lively.

Dadong led them, avoided the crowd, and came to the third floor, the third floor was very quiet, and it could be said that there was no one else except them.

If it is an ordinary woman, she must be a little panicked when she sees such a situation, after all, Dadong can only be regarded as a stranger who has just met to them, who knows if he is an unscrupulous person.

But Long Jun is not an ordinary woman, her soul ability is different from ordinary people, and her perception ability is also extremely sensitive, Dadong is not a bad person, she believes in him.

Dadong laughed dryly, scratched his head, and said with a red face: "These three floors are all newly established small mercenary groups, and now they are probably all out to do tasks at this time, so they are so deserted." ”

Long Jun just responded to him with a smile, she knew that Dadong was afraid that they would misunderstand that he was not a good person, so she explained this.

In the past, when Qing'er encountered this situation, she would definitely have to pull Long Jun away, but now it is different, she has witnessed Long Jun's strength with her own eyes, and she is very confident in her, even if they encounter any danger, they also have the ability to protect themselves.

Bypassing the first hallway, around the corner of the second hallway, Daito stopped in front of a door with a sign of the Shinsei Mercenary Regiment.

"This is it" Dadong pushed open the hidden door and led Long Junqing'er in.

In a house of about 30 square meters, there is a table by the window, on which are placed several square wooden boxes, which are unlocked.

There were then a few wooden benches, scattered around them with swords, swords, and improvised armor, and a large pile of bottles and jars, some empty, some containing liquids of various colors.

Qing'er's mouth opened, she didn't speak, her face was very complicated, she thought that even if the Xincheng mercenary group was not a big group, at least it wouldn't be like this, like this...... Simple, all she could think of was that adjective now.

(To be continued)