The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1082
Thinking this way, he naturally asked this question, and Leng Wuyou glanced at him, the expression in his eyes was somewhat unclear.

"I won't lose it." After saying these three words without any emotion, he turned around and left without looking back, not being nostalgic at all, and not worried at all that his list would be lost by the old man in front of him.

Changmata looked at the back of Leng Wuyou leaving and tilted his head, and became a little interested in this boy.

He got up from the ground, stroked his sleeves, and the inside of the room changed instantly. The originally small room became spacious instantly, and the piled wooden boxes disappeared.

Even the smell of dust in the room dissipated, and the messy list on the ground flew up and down one by one, and it was placed on the table in the center. There were other things on the table, and the whole room looked simple. bright.

And his sloppy clothes, his dirty-looking hair and beard, have also become brand new.

"President." Someone walked in from the outside, quite helpless. Their president, he seemed so calm and reliable, but calm and reliable were superficial impressions, but in fact he was an unreliable master. .

Obviously, the vice-chairman was not the president who received the list, but the president suddenly said that as the president, he should fulfill his duties as the president, and shouldn't watch everyone busy all day long.

When they first heard him say this, everyone thought that he would finally stop being a shopkeeper, and finally have a little intuition to be the president, but it was a pity that he was only happy for half an hour.

They saw people leaving the room angrily one after another. When they let the staff come in to take a look, they found that the room had changed. It was easy to guess what their president was thinking. , Didn’t their president just want to play? The old naughty boy broke out and deliberately made his originally good room a mess, making it extremely small.

As soon as the man walked in, he saw a bright and clean room, and he was relieved immediately. The president finally changed his room back. It was, um, great.

What a ghost, the list of the mercenary group has already been handed in.

Alas, to make their president perform the duties of the president is really, I don't know whether it is torturing them, increasing their workload, or tossing the president.

However, he didn't think about tossing about the chairman, who made their chairman look happy and happy at this moment.

"My work is done, so now I'm going to rest." He nodded as he headed outside.

When he left, he still held a registration form in his hand, which said Nirvana Mercenary Group.

Seeing the figure of their president disappearing in front of his eyes in a flash, he stared at him, saw what the president was holding in his hand, and subconsciously said, "President, wait a minute, take the things in your hand first if you want to leave." come out."

The man stretched out Erkang's hand, and his voice drew back a long tone, but as soon as he spoke, he found that their president had disappeared.

He widened his eyes and cried in his heart, isn't it the president whose list did you take away?
In fact, Leng Wuyou could already see that the moment he entered the room, everything in that room was made of illusion.

Although the illusion is very clever, it is difficult for people to see the flaws, but Leng Wuyou's soul is too powerful and has undergone reshaping, so it is naturally different from others, and can see through many illusions at a glance.

It is also because of this that she is so calm. Of course, she would not have thought that that person would be the president of the mercenary guild, nor would she have thought that he actually took their list from those of other mercenary groups. come out.

At this time, she had already arrived at the trading hall. The trading hall was empty at this time, and few mercenaries came here to do tasks.

After all, tomorrow is the mercenary meeting, and those mercenaries are being dragged by their own regiment leaders to practice in the garrison.

However, there are ten members of the Shadow Squad of the Nirvana Mercenary Regiment, who received a mission a few days ago, and they haven't come back yet. Calculating the time, it's almost time to come back.

(End of this chapter)