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With his sharp tongue, Li Qingyan tried to explain away the fact that he dyed his hair red, and got two silver coins from Li Chengfeng.

As soon as she came back, she immediately handed over the money to Ying Longxiao.

Ying Longxiao said awkwardly: "This... should be considered your own money, right? I thought you were asking for money in my name."

Li Qingyan raised his nose and said cheerfully: "What's yours and mine, this is all the money of our strategy team."

Yinglong smiled and took the money. "We have found almost all the materials on the list, so it shouldn't cost so much."

"If there's anything left, give it back to me." Li Qingyan looked at the gorgeously dressed Li Qingying in the distance, feeling envious and sad: "Have you seen what my sister is wearing? That is epic equipment, very expensive, wait until I have it Even if I have enough money, I will buy such a beautiful little dress.”

When Ying Longxiao saw that everyone was staying still, he asked curiously: "Then are we waiting here now?"

"Hmm. It seems that he wants to trade with other guilds." Li Qingyan said in an uncertain tone.

Li Qingying happened to be passing by, and Li Qingyan pulled her and asked.

Li Qingying replied: "It's nothing, just spend some money to buy some mission props."

Then, she stared at Ying Long Xiao and said, "If my guess is correct, Long Xiao, you came to the Blacksmith Village because you received a task from the occupation hall, right?"

"Yeah." Ying Longxiao nodded in shock.

Sure enough, Li Qingying smiled as she wished. "A total of nine people have actually received this task, corresponding to nine basic professions."

Ying Long Xiao suddenly realized: "In other words, I am one of the nine people, and I represent the swordsman profession."

"Yes, only one person from each profession can receive this task. The requirements are relatively difficult. They must be a Tribulation Player in Hanxing City. I happen to be one of them, representing the Ranger profession."

Ying Longxiao murmured in his heart: Qingying represents the ranger? That is to say, the person in the Luoshen Guild who received the mission was not Yunyang, but the mage Xue An Yingdeng.

In addition, since he represents the swordsman, Feng Chaoyang of the Beihai Gang is definitely not one of the nine. The only possible person is the gang leader Peng Beihai, who seems to represent the warrior profession.

As a result, among the nine people, there are still knights, assassins, shamans, warlocks and priests who have not appeared.

Li Qingying continued: "This mission requires a prop, which is what I want to buy now. You will have to get one in the future, otherwise, it may be difficult to proceed with this mission."

Just when Ying Longxiao was about to continue asking questions, the crowd suddenly moved a few times. The three or five people who were originally sitting together chatting now all stood up and were ready.

Li Qingying said: "Here we come."

Everyone looked in the same direction.

At the other end of the bamboo forest, a large group of figures appeared one after another. The number was about thirty people. They were all high-level players. Although they were not half as good as the Shenmeng Guild, they were still considered a big guild.

However, when the appearance of the leader gradually became clearer, Ying Long Xiao, Li Qingyan and Li Qingyun all stuttered and froze.

"Beihai Gang?" Li Qingyun was so surprised that his jaw dropped and he blinked quickly: "It can't be such a coincidence, right?"

Ying Long Xiao was also dumbfounded.

The front foot just had a fight with them, only to be met by the back foot.

Li Qingying and her people quickly gathered around. After meeting Peng Beihai, she asked straight to the point: "Where are the things?"

Peng Beihai's hands were empty, but his face was not red and his heart was not beating: "I'm sorry, I didn't get anything."

The words were very tactful, but there was a playful smile on his face, and he looked absent-minded, as if he didn't take this matter to heart at all, and had no sense of responsibility at all.

Li Qingying frowned, a little angry: "Didn't you say you had a guarantee?"

Peng Beihai spread his hands and said, "It was there before, but it's gone now."

"Okay, it's better to ask for help than to ask for yourself. I'll refund the deposit." Li Qingying was very decisive and wasn't going to talk nonsense with him.

Peng Beihai smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I won't refund the deposit. After all, in order to get this crap for you, we have lost countless brothers. I have to give them an explanation, both emotionally and rationally. Otherwise, no one will follow me in the future."

Li Qingying was furious: "You——"

From the crowd on the opposite side, a sinister and cold swordsman walked out.

Feng Chaoyang appeared and said: "We have both people and time. We have been busy all night, so there is no reason to say that our work has been in vain. Besides, we haven't even done our own share yet. Who do you think this loss belongs to?" "

At this time, Li Chengfeng also stood in front, supporting his daughter and saying: "Young people, don't be disrespectful. Get things if you can get them. If you can't get them, return the money to us. Don't break the rules!"

"Rules?" Feng Chaoyang chuckled and smiled. "It seems we are not the ones who break the rules, right?"

Li Chengfeng's eyes turned cold, causing the atmosphere at the scene to become tense and almost frozen.

At this time, Feng Chaoyang said calmly: "While you are asking us to find props, you are sending people to do small tricks behind our backs, and you dare to brazenly accuse us of breaking the rules!"

Li Chengfeng said angrily: "What a little trick, please explain it clearly!"

Finally, Feng Chaoyang grinned like nectar after a long drought, pointed his hand forward suddenly, and shouted: "You might as well ask him about this question -"

Everyone looked at it in unison. In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Ying Long Xiao, making him restless.

"Long Xiao?" Li Qingying was stunned.

Li Chengfeng said in a deep voice: "Xiaolong, what's going on?"

Ying Longxiao lowered his head, not knowing how to answer.

How could he have thought that the flood would rush into the Dragon King Temple so quickly, and that his ordinary action would ruin his guild's plan and put him in such an embarrassing situation.

Now, the Beihai Gang has put all the blame on him. He just jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it off.

Li Qingyan took the initiative to stand up and said loudly: "It's none of Long Xiao's business! It's the people from the Beihai Gang who bully the weak. I can't stand it, so I taught them a lesson! As for the mission prop you are talking about, we don't know about it at all. I've never touched it before! If you messed up, don't throw the blame on us!"

The sonorous words made Ying Longxiao unable to restrain his inner excitement and looked at her in surprise. A little tenderness in his eyes, like seeing light.

Feng Chaoyang still smiled calmly: "Huh? Bullying the weak? I admit that the strength of the Luoshen Guild is very average, but it shouldn't have anything to do with the weak, right?"

He turned his eyes, looked at Li Qingying in the front, and said, "Or do you have any objections to us helping you teach your nemesis a lesson?"