The teenagers of the Tianxia regiment tasted the good taste after training last month.
This time the training was full of enthusiasm.
Waiting for Ye Qingluo to come out from the hall with Thief Saint and return to the yard... Now, it should be called the training ground.
All the teenagers were wearing the uniforms of the mercenary regiment, and they were having a one-on-one battle with Zhao Bo and others.
"Where is Lord Emperor?" Seeing that Ye Qingluo was not following Di Moxuan, Qiao Jin, who was standing outside the crowd watching, asked curiously.
"He has something to deal with." Ye Qingluo explained simply.
Her gaze, beyond the surrounding crowd, landed on Beiming Liancheng and Zhao Bo who were fighting.
They didn't use profound energy, it was completely hand-to-hand combat.
Obviously, Zhao Bo's skill is even better.
After all, Zhao Bo is an old mercenary, and he has completed no less than five hundred missions.
Beiming Liancheng is just a pink and tender little Mengxin, so he is naturally no match for the veteran driver Zhao Bo who has been in the battlefield for a long time.
This battle did not last long.
Beiming Liancheng was defeated.
The students around cheered and applauded, asking Zhao Bo for advice on tactics.
This is how men and mercenaries get along.
Do not know each other.
The more you fight, the deeper the relationship.
In just half an hour, the feelings of the two groups of people have melted together.
At this moment, I heard a surprised voice from outside the training ground: "Hey, why has this changed here? Did I go to the wrong place?"
It was Ye Fengyu's voice.
In order to cultivate Ye Fengyu's self-consciousness, Ye Qingluo went to the old house to report together without waiting for him to meet up.
Didn't expect him to arrive so late.
Ye Qingluo stepped forward, and was about to reprimand Ye Fengyu lightly, but saw two slender figures following Ye Fengyu.
"Brother Zifan, brother Zifei, I... Let me make sure first, I seem to have really gone wrong... Huh? Sister!" Ye Fengyu explained with an embarrassed face, and suddenly saw Ye Qingluo walking towards him, and suddenly relieved.
He glanced at the two people behind him, then quickly walked towards Ye Qingluo, and whispered, "Sister, what's going on here? Why has the garden changed so much?"
Ye Qingluo passed over his tall figure, and could only vaguely see the corners of the clothes of the Mu brothers: "Why are they here?"
"Qingluo." Mu Zifan has already stepped towards her, shaking the folding fan in his hand, his eyes are full of joyful smiles, "Brother Yu just went to Pinkang Pharmacy to tell me that you have already agreed The pharmacist competition held by the Alchemy Alliance."
Ye Qingluo nodded: "I'm just a half-baked pharmacist who stepped into the pharmacy profession with half a foot. I must have learned a lot during the pharmacist competition."
After getting Ye Qingluo's exact answer, the expression on Mu Zifan's face became more and more joyful: "I heard from Brother Yu that you have established a mercenary group. If possible, let Zifei join your mercenary group. how?"
"This is an honor for the Tianxia League!" Ye Qingluo, a powerful assistant, would naturally not refuse.
"As for me... I'm afraid..." Mu Zifan pursed his lips hesitantly.
Ye Qingluo smiled understandingly: "I understand."
If it is a pharmacist of an ordinary refining alliance, as long as the leader of the refining alliance agrees, he can join other mercenary groups or forces within the adventure team.
But Mu Zifan has a different identity.
He is the young leader of the Alchemy Alliance, and also the future leader of the Alchemy Alliance.
If he personally joins a certain faction, it is equivalent to joining the entire Alchemy Alliance to that faction.
Such a thing, the Alchemy Alliance and other forces will never allow it to happen.
But... right now, if Mu Zifei joins the Tianxia Mercenary Group, there is not much difference between Mu Zifan and Mu Zifan.