Chapter 82： Desire of the Beast Mother (15) (2/2)

New Year? She won't be killed last year! After all, the plot is now almost at the time of the Niancheng Auction Conference. At this time, the Niancheng is in the midst of a storm, and she is so fragile that she is afraid that the identity of the devil will not be found. Is it a thousand miles away?

”Miss, walk slowly.” Wright aristocrat was full of grace, covered his hands in front of him, bowed his head to Xia Qiu, ”the left side is the tailor shop, and the right hand end is the mercenary union.”

Really thoughtful!

Putting on the space ring given by Wright, Xia Qiu replaced the magician's robe in the tailor's shop, and replaced Yi Han with soft armor.

The black-faced cold was still silent.

A gold coin bought a map of Zhang Jiu Li from the vendor, and it was getting dark. The earliest **** team left Yunzhen early tomorrow morning, so Xia Qiu immediately took the cold and went straight to the mercenary union.

Upon entering the trade union, the sullen and mixed sweaty breath blew like a heat wave. A few small task windows were crowded with people.

A five big and three thick dwarf wearing a worn armor, he leaned drunkenly against the door, and the wine with red beard and 1st hair dripping down.

Xia Qiu took Yi Han carefully and walked around in front of him. A dwarf had a wine wine that was so strong that he almost did not faint Xia Qiu.

Rushing forward, without taking two steps, he bumped into a solid wall of meat around the corner.

Lairen Guangguo's upper body, the powerful muscles are tangled, the texture of the body along the body is like a natural armor, with an explosive force released.

Xia Qiu hit him, and he was motionless. Instead, Xia Qiu was struck back by several steps.

She wore a magician cloak but was cold with a childlike appearance. As soon as she entered the mercenary union, she was noticed by these boring mercenaries. The thieves wanted to try something, and the mule soldiers wanted to take advantage of the opportunity .

Suddenly seeing Xia Qiu hit the Berserker, the different cooing sounds were ringing in the hall like a frying pan.

”Okay! Ilo! Hurry to punch him into flesh!”

”It doesn't look so long! Ilo, give him some lessons!”