"You are the ancient sword clan on the grassland! I heard that you can use spores to make wine, and the taste is pretty good. Do you bring that kind of wine? Give me a taste?"

No one expected that this mysterious old man asked about wine as soon as he opened his mouth. Ling Qingfeng winked and Uncle Gu Zhan looked back.

The boy Gu Le walked up with a tough bullet, untied a small wine pot tied around his waist, and handed it to Uncle Gu Zhan.

Uncle Gu Zhan took the small wine pot in surprise and said casually: "When did you little brat, when did you know how to drink?"

Gu Le's voice was like a mosquito and replied embarrassedly: "March and fight, drink a sip of wine, isn't it a courage to have a good time!"

The mysterious old man narrowed his eyes and waved his hand, and the small wine pot in Uncle Gu Zhan's hand flew out on his own and fell into his palm.

Bang! The old man opened Gu Le's small wine pot and sniffed it directly, then laughed happily and said, "Well, it really has a unique flavor! It has two more flavor than the Dujiamei wine in Wangjing, but it is less spicy. Overall, it is still a bit worse! Oh, I understand, the year is not enough! It should be just right, not right!"

After being disturbed by this old man, Ling Qingfeng and the Gujian tribe were all at a loss. They were not allowed to leave or stay. They seemed to be unable to interrupt their mouths when they said anything, and they did nothing and felt dumbfounded.

After all, it is still related to strength. It is precisely because the other party is too strong that he feels that he has no initiative. Otherwise, no matter whether he has a sword or wine in his hand, and if he cuts it with one knife, who will listen to his drunken words? Ling Qingfeng doesn't like this feeling of losing control, but the situation is not clear, so he can only wait.

Fortunately, not everyone is willing to accompany this old drunkard to go crazy. The girl with a sword on her back curled her eyes and said coldly: "Hong Jiu, you still have half a stick of incense. It's time to go out of date!"

The girl's words are like the north wind in winter, like frost and swords, as if she is suddenly lifted out of the hot bed and then drizzled with a large bucket of ice water.

The old man named Hong Jiu's expression turned right, and his whole body suddenly exuded a powerful aura as majestic as a mountain. His face changed so much that the soldiers of the ancient sword clan retreated one after another. Only Ling Qingfeng was nailed to the spot like a nail, motionless.

The old man's aura became stronger and stronger. It was like there was no limit. Countless cyclones of all sizes were spinning around his body, making people unable to open their eyes, and every pore in his body felt as if they were pricked by needles.

Jelina, who was held in his hand, had a pale face, no longer had the same arrogantness as before, and her eyes were full of fear.

Ling Qingfeng was blown by the momentum that was bursting from the old man, and it was extremely uncomfortable, but he gritted his teeth and persevered, and did not retreat.

Because Ling Qingfeng could feel that although the old man's strength was unfathomable, he did not feel any hostility from him. How can I say this crazy behavior of increasing momentum? If I had to use one word to describe it, it was a slut. This old man was obviously showing off and showing off!

When you meet such a master who likes to show off, Ling Qingfeng is quite experienced, just like saying crosstalk. You must have a horn and a funny horn. If you don’t watch and cheer, then what’s the horn?

So Ling Qingfeng simply satisfies his preferences and does not move, as a set-up for him!

Seeing this boy holding on to the end, the old man's eyes became more and more surprised.

Finally, the old man stopped and continued to burst out, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger and cheaper.

"Young man, I'll ask you a question. If you answer it well, we'll give you a great opportunity?" The old man smiled.

When Ling Qingfeng heard this, he was really here to play and laughed: "What if the answer is not good?"

The old man looked down on his face and pretended to be vicious and said, "If you answer wrong, you will be embarrassed. We can only kill people and kill all of you! No one left!"

"Okay! Ask, I'll answer!" Ling Qingfeng was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, so he simply said.

Although this old man has a strong aura, he may not be his opponent by fighting fists, kicks, swords and guns. The girl with swords is more troublesome, especially the summoning creature with a stronger aura than the poisonous spider king. I don’t know what ability it has, but I am not sure if I face that kind of thing. If the two join forces, I will definitely lose! Ling Qingfeng thought to himself.

"Okay! I'll ask you! What do you dare to attack and kill the nobles?" the old man asked viciously.

Ling Qingfeng pondered for a moment and slowly replied: "She is not a nobleman!"

"How do you know that she is not a noble? Look, the light silk clothes she wears and the jewelry she wears are all good things that are hard to come by. She is not an aristocrat. Could it be that you?" The old man curled his lips and said.

Ling Qingfeng shook her head and said, "As soon as she stretched out her hand, I knew she was not a noble lady! Her fingers, index fingers, middle fingers, and ring fingers were as long as she was stealing! Also, there was no trace on her fingertips, so she should have been deliberately smoothed."

After hearing what Ling Qingfeng said, many people present couldn't help but look at Jelina's fingers. As expected, as Lord Aman said, her fingers were different from those of ordinary people.

Such a subtle final chapter was noticed by Lord Aman. Uncle Gu Zhan and the young men of the ancient sword clan could only admire him and were amazed.

Jelina bit her lips tightly, and her eyes showed an angry look. She should be very unaccustomed to being looked at by so many people, and she even felt unhappy with the boys of the ancient sword clan.

"Hehe! It's true that there is something tricky, then tell me, who are we?" The old man pointed at himself, pointed at the girl with a sword on her back, and rolled his eyes again.

Ling Qingfeng calmed down and said with a smile: "Since she is a thief, then you are naturally the ones who catch the thief!"

He used this sentence to change the concept wisely, because he estimated that there should be no title of police in the Central continent, so he had to take a turn.

After Ling Qingfeng said this, the old man's eyes immediately bent into a crack, and he turned his head to the girl with a sword on his back and shouted: "How is it? I just said this kid is OK! That's it, we will choose him!"

The girl with swordsman frowned and said, "I am cruel and ruthless. I am not surprised when I change! Such a person is either a traitor or a cruel and ruthless person. Have you really chosen it?"

The old man smiled embarrassedly, took out the wine gourd around his waist, and took a sip. Then he said seriously: "Well, just this one! I think he is okay! Although his strength is a little weak! But we cannot be greedy for other people's credit. If it weren't for him, we might not be able to catch Qianji Girl!"

The girl with swordsman snorted coldly, turned her face away, and stopped answering.

Ling Qingfeng was a little stunned when he listened. What were the two arguing about? It seemed that they had something to do with him!

The old man turned his face and looked at Ling Qingfeng carefully before finally making up his mind.

"Boy! You're lucky. The answer is quite decent. Well, it's a good Miaomiao who is the leader! I am Hong Jiu, the third-class leader of the Lingxiao Temple God Capture Camp. This woman is indeed not a nobleman. Although she looks even more noble than a nobleman, she still can't escape the little brother's fire-eyed Jin Qing! Her bandit number is Qianji Nv, and she is the thief who ranks 98th on the blacklist. Our special trip is also for her!"

"You have good qualifications. I think you don't go to the military camp to make a fortune. Why not go to the Lingxiao Temple Shenguan Camp Branch in Huoluo Kingdom. I will give you a recommended entry qualification. As long as you can pass the exam smoothly, you can join our Lingxiao Temple."

"Join the Lingxiao Temple?" Ling Qingfeng was a little confused when he heard it. What is that? What does it have to do with me?

Seeing that the boy was confused and confused, Hong Jiu had to patiently explain: "The Lingxiao Temple is an official institution recognized by all four major countries in the Central China Continent. The God-Catching Camp is specifically responsible for pursuing serious criminals, important criminals, and fugitives from various countries! Don't you want to learn the God-Catching Camp? As long as you can get into the God-Catching Camp, you can learn the God-Catching Camp directly! Do you understand?"

Ling Qingfeng could understand half of it or not. He understood most of it in his heart, but he still shook his head on purpose.

"Oh! I said, why did you suddenly become confused? I just like you, my head is clever and give you a great opportunity! A kid like you who can't even summon the technique, relying on a few superficial skills, I can't think of doing military achievements in the military camp? Bah! It's almost the same as being cannon fodder!"

"But if you enter the Divine Captivity Camp, it's different. Do you understand the principle of using everything to the fullest? If you catch a prisoner, you will have a lot of bounties! If you have outstanding abilities in the future, you don't have to fight and you can earn a lot of bounties with your brain! Now there is a lack of brain-like people in the Divine Machine Camp, so you understand!"

The old man probably had drunk too much and kept talking, his saliva was almost spraying on Ling Qingfeng's face.

"Oh! I understand! I caught her. You have to take her to get the merits, but I'm embarrassed, so I'm sorry, so I'll give me some benefits to block my mouth, right!" Ling Qingfeng blinked and smiled.

"Yes! Yes... No! I give you a chance and I look down on you! Our God-Catching Camp has a system of valuing talents. Each person has to elect five successors every three years, and they have to pass the assessment to count. Do you think it's annoying? Is this annoying? We are running around all day long and fighting, so how can we do this? People who come up with such things are purely brainless! Do you think so?"

Hong Jiu complained helplessly, and his intimate look completely regarded Ling Qingfeng as his own.

It is said that he is drunk and understands it. Of course, Hong Jiu knows that for people from a weak tribe like the Ancient Sword Clan, joining the Divine Capture Camp means! It is simply a great opportunity to change one's fate against the will of heaven. Not only can you escape from a lowly family and learn magical skills, but you can also protect the tribe from invasion. No one will reject such a huge benefit, absolutely nothing!

So the old man was not worried at all that the boy would not agree.

Ling Qingfeng thought about it carefully, if what Hong Jiu said was true, the Lingxiao Temple Divine Captivity Camp he mentioned would be an interpol in the earth's world!

People from all countries participate, are protected by the law, and are specifically designed to deal with various professional criminals. You can do this job yourself! And more importantly, you have an official identity, which can make you more convenient and quick to understand the Central continent, and you no longer have to slowly get stuck in such a place where birds do not poop.

"Okay! Thank you for your recommendation. I am willing to go to the God-Search Camp! I can be a God-Search like the old man and catch evil people. I am honored to be a God-Search like the old man! " Ling Qingfeng bowed to Hong Jiu and said with a smile.

Of course, Hong Jiu was happy, and even patted Ling Qingfeng on the shoulder to show care. Then he took out a wrinkled piece of paper from his arms and quickly signed the two big words "Long Feifengwu" on it, Hong Jiu.

Ling Qingfeng took the piece of paper, and he naturally couldn't understand the words on it, but he could see the two words written just now that the old man's hand was written with a golden hook and iron stroke, which was so powerful that it was penetrated by the back of the paper. The most interesting thing was that there was a sense of intoxication between the pen tips, unrestrained and cynical.

Ling Qingfeng saw from the lines that the old man Hong Jiu had a good character. If he had changed to someone else, he was strong anyway. At worst, he would have to take the credit for Qianji Girl and leave. It would be good if he didn't silence him.

Thinking of this, Ling Qingfeng bowed to the old man again and said with a smile: "Old sir, leave an address. I will find some spore wine of age in the tribe to send you!"

"Okay! That's good! I like this the most!" Hong Jiu smiled happily.

"Would you be fine if you can discuss something with you?" Ling Qingfeng smiled slightly and asked.

"you say?"

"In order to catch the Qianji Girl, our tribe suffered many casualties this day and night. I just searched for something from her. Do you think you need to hand over it?" Ling Qingfeng deliberately muttered carefully in Hong Jiu's ear.

Hong Jiu laughed heroically and waved his hand: "I have seen those things long ago. They are all small things that are not valuable. Just treat it as giving you the travel expenses!"

It turns out that he was a person in the Divine Captivity Camp, and his tone was so loud that he could even treat the summoning talisman as a small trick. The identities of these people were completely different from those of the Ancient Sword Clan. The conversation between the old man and Lord Aman made the old and young men of the Ancient Sword Clan feel dizzy.

"That's nothing, you guys go on the road!" Ling Qing had already seen it clearly. These two are indeed decent figures. It seems that the constables in the Central Continent have built a good spiritual civilization!

At this time, the Qianji Woman who was held in Hong Jiu's hand suddenly said, "I don't agree! If it weren't for this kid, you wouldn't be able to catch me!"

Hong Jiu gave her a blank look and said angrily: "So what? Anyway, you have fallen into our hands. The final result is not the same!"

Qian Ji's eyes rolled, sighed quietly, and said, "I have never practiced the summoning technique. I can control me. I fell into the hands of such a young hero. Qian Ji's daughter has accepted it! I want to chat with you, okay?"

Hong Jiu shrugged his shoulders and glanced at Qian Ji Nu with a profound meaning, rarely saying anything.

The cold girl with a sword next to her walked up and glared at Ling Qingfeng without hesitation, and said coldly: "According to the rules of the Huoluo Kingdom, the hunter who catches her can take away all her equipment!"

"I'm worried..." Hong Jiu said halfway, but was interrupted by the girl in a colder tone. "Don't worry, if he passes the exam, no one can bully him. What's the business of the trash that fails to pass the exam? Is it your and my business that you, Hong Jiu, will you, be greedy for dirt?"

When the girl with swordsman was so aggressive, Hong Jiu shook her head and kept silent.

The girl with swordsman sneered and knocked Qian Ji Nu's shoulder with the sword spine. She wandered around vigorously and untied the rope on her shoulder.

Qian Ji Nu's appearance at this moment was really different from before. She was stabbed by Ling Qingfeng in her chest, her wound was ferocious, her body was tied up with many flowers, her qi and blood were not smooth, and her face turned pale even more.

Her true identity was revealed, her eyes were flowing, and she looked pitiful, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Boy, the God Captivity Camp is a place where those fools who claim to be just are not suitable for you! I see your personality, it is more like the ones on the blacklist, haha! Unfortunately, I, Qian Ji Girl, are about to die, but the money has not been spent! Boy, remember, you must help me spend all the money, and spend every gold coin with your own hands! Otherwise, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!"

This was a bit stupid. All the Gu Jian tribe members present were confused and felt that all the people from big places were talking strangely. It was because we grassland people were real and never talked in a circle!
Chapter completed!