Two hours later (〜 ̄△ ̄)〜

Everyone came to the nearest town to the Warcraft Forest------ Black Scale Town

This is a town where mercenaries gather, mercenary ------, as the name suggests, is an organization group where you pay, I do things, although the Warcraft Forest is dangerous, but it is also a "cornucopia", rare medicinal materials, refining materials, Warcraft suitable for magicians, etc.;

It is precisely because of these natural treasures that there is a mercenary profession, as long as you can afford the price, you can help you do anything;

At the same time, the Warcraft Forest is also a place where many academy and major sect disciples train, which can effectively help cultivators improve their actual combat experience.

Therefore, people can say that they love and hate this place in the Warcraft Forest.

At this time, Ye Li and the others, who came to Black Scale Town, were walking in the direction of this mercenary guild.

"Later, I will take you to the Mercenary Guild to register as a mercenary group, so that you can not only make money in the future, but also improve your combat ability, and when you enter and leave the Warcraft Forest, no one will doubt your identity. Ye Li said to everyone.

"What is the name of our mercenary group?" asked a young man at the front.

"It's also called the Blood Scythe, I'm too lazy to think of a name. Ye Li waved his hand and replied with a sigh. [PS: Actually, the author was too lazy to choose the name ('・ω・ ́)]

Everyone laughed and played all the way, and in about ten minutes, they arrived at the Mercenary Guild.

Coming here and looking at the magnificent building in front of her, Ye Li just wanted to complain about one sentence:

What are you doing when you step on a horse to drink wine and eat meat, gather crowds to gamble, register for an address, and give terrorists a place where they live? What are you doing with hatred points? This is a crystal coin! Money! It is actually used to build a house! The owner of this guild thinks that he has too much money, so he specially built it to make money for others!

With envy, jealousy and hatred, Ye Li led everyone into the guild.

The people in the guild laughed when they saw one hundred and one people wearing cloaks and masks, but their height did not match their image.

"Hahaha!, kid, are you in the wrong place, this is a mercenary guild, not a place to play games! It's so small, let's go home and drink more milk!" said a fat mercenary.

And the other mercenaries in the guild, when they heard this, also laughed at them.

However (=・ω・=)

The people of the Blood Scythe Gate are like this in their hearts: alas, he is another idiot who does not know whether to live or die and laugh at the height of the master and the deputy master, ( ́_ゝ') May that strong man go all the way!

"What's your name?" Ye Li asked, coldly.

The middle-aged man, who was fat and strong, thought that Ye Li was shocked by his momentum and admired himself, so he proudly spoke: "Little ghost, you listen to me, your grandfather and my name is Wang Biao, and he is the deputy head of the fifth-level mercenary group "Tiger", do you remember!"

"What's the difference between remembering and not remembering~Anyway, you're going to die~" Ye Li said with a cruel smile.

The so-called deputy head in front of him, who has cultivated as a talented soldier apprentice at the ninth level, must not be any better~

"Little rabbit cub, what do you mean!dare to curse!" Before the word 'I die' came out, Ye Li punched him in the stomach, and then Ye Chen directly accelerated with wind magic, dodged behind the deputy head of the regiment, and stretched out his hand~

Click~ The neck of this person named Wang Biao was broken all of a sudden~

"Now, are you full of laughter~" Ye Li said softly.

Looking at Ye Li and Ye Chen, who easily crushed Wang Biao in front of him, the mercenary who had seen the joke before couldn't help but tremble, nodded in fear, and then ran away with the soles of his feet.