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Chapter 1150 What's wrong with me being the Emperor of Europe? 30
So the rapid rise in level did not surprise everyone.

Then they took another look at Yan Luo's level.

The little girl was dressed extremely gorgeously. Everyone had never seen this outfit before, but the level was still a bit disappointing.

It's just level fifty.

But it's already pretty good, with one more boss at level 150, they should be able to gain more than usual?
The female sorcerer whose id was the chief's life-saving came to Yan Luo with her staff, with a smile in her eyes, looking at the soft and cute look of the little girl, she just wanted to give her a good hand.

However, upon noticing the unfriendly gaze from Mo Jin, the mage's ready-to-move little hand was forcibly controlled by himself, "Don't worry, don't worry, this dungeon is not difficult, you stand with me later." Just put a skill together from time to time, the most important thing is to be a mascot for us and save our nest of non-chieftains."

Speaking of this topic, there was a lot of response. This is simply the scene of a large gathering of non-chieftains. Everyone talked about their glorious deeds with sad faces. Yan Luo was stunned when he heard it, and he didn't know how they got together. into a pile.

It's also amazing.

When everyone was waiting for the dungeon to open, they saw a lot of acquaintances.

A group of people from the Tianxia gang stood together, except for Mengsheng who took a scrutinizing look at this side, the others simply turned a blind eye to Yan Luo's side, and then there was the Chilan mercenary group who had a bad look.

The head of the regiment was probably just released from prison, with a gloomy face, but he didn't dare to come up to find trouble.

The female priest in the red dress standing next to the head of the Chilan mercenary snorted coldly, raised her hand to look at her red-dyed fingernails, and said casually, "I'm so hungry, I dare to eat anything. Forming into your own team, you really treat him as a mascot, it is ridiculous to be able to lead you to make a fortune, but two trash, I don’t know how the recent fame has been spread.”

Chen Xi's eyes darkened slightly, "Mo Lan, why don't you take care of yourself and consolidate your position, and don't worry about our affairs anymore."

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Yan Luo glanced back and forth between the two people who were fighting each other.

The chief beside him pulled the little girl's clothes for help, and whispered in the little girl's ear, "That's the ex-girlfriend of our regiment leader. She used to belong to our mercenary regiment. Later, she disliked our lack of strength and hugged Chilan's." The thigh ran away, you don't know how relieved we were when we saw you throw the head of the Chilan Mercenary Group into prison."

Originally, their dawn and dusk light never caused trouble. If it was before, even the particularity of Yan Luo and Mo Jin would not be enough to make them so curious about them. The main reason is that they are really too straightforward. It was refreshing to wake up, and finally couldn't help but join in the fun and concluded a contract with Yan Luo and the others.

Yan Luo nodded thoughtfully, and patted the chief on the shoulder for saving his life, "Poor people, poor people, don't be afraid if you're fine, I'll take you flying."

The chief who was patted on the shoulder by a little girl who was half a head shorter than himself couldn't laugh or cry.

A hand stretched out from the side, bringing Yan Luo back to her side.

(End of this chapter)