For a while, the members of the Cave Wolf Mercenary Group were influenced by the seven bosses, and one by one they also followed to look east and west.

The other mercenary groups saw that the people of the Cave Wolf Mercenary Group seemed to be looking for someone, and they were all a little more curious.

The seven wolves of the Cave Wolf Mercenary Group have all arrived, who are they waiting for now, Du Lang? Didn't you find some strong foreign aid?

If this is the case, how can they mix these mercenary groups, seven wolves are enough for them to have a headache, and the money that the wolf mercenary group can share in this mission has also been suppressed to a certain extent, if Du Lang gets another high-level profession, then they can simply roll up and leave.

As a result, the eyes of all the leaders of the mercenary group were focused on the members of the wolf mercenary group, and they secretly prayed that Du Lang should not be a high-level professional.

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, a petite figure passed through the crowd of onlookers on the periphery of the square, and walked unhurriedly towards the mercenary gathering place.

In a group of strong men with five big and three thick, a young and thin imp suddenly walked in, and this picture was as weird as an ignorant little white rabbit who accidentally broke into the lions.

The other members of the mercenary group who were still staring at the Cave Wolf Mercenary Group noticed the appearance of such a little white rabbit.

A member of a mercenary group poked his own head and said, "There's really someone from the head of the group, could it be her?" His voice was full of uncertainty.

After hearing this, the regiment commander immediately turned his head to look, thinking that it would be a heavyweight character, but he didn't expect that what caught his eye was actually a big ghost, he immediately slapped the regiment commander in the face, and said angrily: "Why are you kidding me?" That little ghost's waist is not as thick as my legs, unless Du Lang is crazy, he will wait for such a little kid, don't make trouble for me here, and stay there. ”

The mercenary who was slapped had a bitter face, covered half of his face and rolled to the side, looking at the petite figure quite aggrieved, and couldn't help but complain a little in his heart.

Of course, he knew that the people such as Du Lang couldn't be that kind of little ghost, but didn't the head of the regiment tell him if he asked him to stare around and found someone coming? I just did what I was told, and I was beaten.

It's all to blame on that little ghost, who can't go home and drink milk if he has nothing to do, and came here to do a basket!

Just when everyone thought that Shen Yanxiao's appearance was making soy sauce, Du Lang's eyes lit up and he greeted Shen Yanxiao in the direction he came.

Before the six wolves standing beside him could figure out what was going on, they saw their head walk towards the imp with a smile on his face.

"You're here." Du Lang looked at Shen Yanxiao, who came as promised, with a hint of a smile on his face.

Shen Yanxiao swept around the mercenaries in the square, nodded and said, "Since I accepted your invitation, I naturally won't break my promise." ”

The square of thousands of people suddenly became quiet at this moment, and everyone's eyes were like a nail, nailed to Shen Yanxiao and Du Lang's bodies.

The whole square was eeriely quiet.

Is this a joke?

Du Lang and the others are actually the little ghosts who are not good-looking?

Who will tell them that this is a dream?

Did Du Lang get into the water in his brain? Early in the morning, with a large group of mercenaries, looking around, waiting for such a little radish head?