Chapter 129 Umbrella Sword
In the trading center, eight members of the General-level Demon Hunting Group No. 21 stood here, and Lin Xin and Sima Xian's eyes lit up.
This is the power of merit!
On the second floor of the trading center, they looked at the brilliant level equipment on the second floor.
With the general-level number plates, the seven people passed the second floor of guards. In order to save time, the eight people separated directly.
Of course, Feng Ling stood there, waiting for Long Haochen and Cai'er to choose cheap and easy-to-use brilliant-level equipment for her.
She sighed slightly, her eyes showing helplessness. Because the most items in her space ring are artifacts.
She really has no shortage of gear.
Her staff is an artifact, her armor is an artifact, and even the headband she uses to tie her hair is an artifact.
The thing given casually is at worst a sub-artifact level. According to the classification of the Temple Alliance, the quality of this thing is immortal level.
Therefore, it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality!
Feng Ling, who was covered in artifacts all over her body, really didn't like this glorious level of equipment, but she didn't want to let down Long Haochen's kindness, so she had no choice but to agree.
Just treat it as a gift from your eldest nephew and collect it. As for using it, she really doesn't know how to use it.
Because the magic robe she was wearing was made of silk threads woven from phoenix feathers, mermaid tears and scales as fuel, and magic crystals from demigod-level monsters.
This magic robe can be disguised as anything, and is immune to attacks below the divine level, increasing its own attack power by 50%.
There is no harm without contrast.
It was precisely because of the contrast that Feng Ling did not need such a brilliant level weapon.
What is useful to others is useless to her.
You must know that even her magic wand is at the level of an artifact.
After separation, everyone else looked for equipment that suited them.
Feng Ling's eyes were on Long Haochen.
She saw him and Cai'er asking the staff at the counter of the trading center.
She lowered her hearing, not wanting to hear their conversation and leave them some secrets.
Seeing how intimate they were, she really missed the door whistle.
However, we can only separate before this matter is completed.
When she returns to the Demon Clan, we can see her every day.
Thinking about it this way, Feng Ling felt much better.
Feng Ling deliberately did not listen to the conversation between Cai'er and Long Haochen, but her eyes were always on them.
She saw a young man in his twenties, who was elegant and gentle in temperament. He was not handsome in appearance. He was the kind of person who was honest, honest and good-looking.
Someone looking for trouble? It just so happened that she also wanted to relax.
The anger from the previous mission tower of the Demon Hunting Group has not completely subsided.
As soon as Feng Ling walked in, she heard the man introducing himself.
"I am Zhang Fangfang, the leader of the general-level demon hunting group No. 8. Hello, you two. I would like to have a chat with Captain Long."
Upon hearing the words "General Level Demon Hunting Group No. 8", Feng Ling happened to walk beside Long Haochen.
She looked at Zhang Fangfang coldly.
Feeling Fengling's coldness, Zhang Fangfang's expression suddenly became serious.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to cause trouble."
"Today I led the members to apologize to Captain Dragon and the 21st General-level Demon Hunting Group."
"You guys haven't come over yet?!"
Zhang Fangfang's stern tone showed his seriousness.
The two people reluctantly walked up to Zhang Fangfang, the fifth and sixth brother who made a bet with the general-level Demon Hunting Group No. 21 today.
Zhang Fang gave a look, and Lao Wu and Lao Liu apologized immediately.
"I'm sorry, Captain Long, we shouldn't have deceived you. We were wrong. We promise that this won't happen again in the future. Please forgive me."
Long Haochen shook his head, "The matter is over and you have suffered a loss. There is no need to apologize."
Zhang Fangfang said: "It is appropriate to apologize. As for the merit they lost, they deserved it. This time it is my fault for not taking care of them. As the leader, I have the unshirkable responsibility to apologize to Captain Long and General No. 21 Hunter. Everyone in the magic group apologizes.”
After saying this, Zhang Fangfang bent down and saluted Long Haochen without hesitation. It was a standard ninety-degree bow. This attitude does make people feel more comfortable.
The coldness on Feng Ling's face disappeared a little.
There are still good guys in the Temple Alliance.
"Captain Zhang, this matter has passed."
Long Haochen helped Zhang Fangfang up.
Zhang Fangfang opened his mouth and said: "I'm not afraid of everyone's jokes. Our demon hunting group is probably the most unlucky in the history of the demon hunting group. Not long after we formed the group, we were deceived by the senior demon hunting group and were deceived. They defrauded us of five thousand important merits. That time we almost collapsed, but we finally got back on track, but this time I have taught them a lesson.”
After hearing Zhang Fangfang's explanation, Long Haochen took a deep breath and felt that it was hard for them.
"In that case, we forgive you."
Feng Ling said coldly.
Zhang Fangfang nodded. He could tell that this person's status in the demon hunting group was not inferior to that of Long Haochen.
Then, he spoke again: "Although this incident caused a conflict between our two demon hunting groups, it is not entirely a bad thing. Doesn't this make me realize that everyone, the war mission is about to begin? Let’s start. We are all a general-level demon hunting group. When the time comes, we hope that everyone will put aside their past grudges and help each other to deal with the demons together.”
After some exchanges, Long Haochen and Zhang Fangfang got to know each other.
After Zhang Fang let those people go, Feng Ling said: "He is not a bad person, but there is no need to get close to him."
"Hey, there are very few people who make my second aunt feel good."
Long Haochen looked at Feng Ling in shock.
He thought to himself that this person must be a close friend.
If you can make Fengling feel good, it means that this person has a good character.
"What are you thinking about?"
Feng Ling suddenly gave him a stern look, "You don't want to turn a deaf ear to my words."
"Hey, my second aunt is so smart."
"Why can't we have a deep relationship?"
"Because this person takes responsibility very seriously."
Feng Ling said calmly, "Okay, help Cai'er pick out things first and buy more. Don't be afraid that you don't have enough merit. In the worst case, I will go find Long Xingyu."
Feng Ling told the truth.
Long Xingyu must have a lot of merit.
He is Long Haochen's father. Feng Ling didn't feel any guilt at all for giving Long Haochenhua her meritorious deeds from him.
"Don't!"
Long Haochen hurriedly stopped Feng Ling's thoughts, "Second aunt, merit is achieved through one's own talent."
"Whatever."
Feng Ling left these words and left.
She was looking at the styles of equipment here, planning to pick a good-looking style, and once she found the materials, she would make equipment for the door whistle.
She cultivated to become a god step by step, and she also had difficult times.
This resulted in her making all her own equipment.
Because building your own equipment saves money.
Feng Ling's eyes lingered on a long sword.
The style of this sword is very nice.
This is an umbrella sword. Before it was opened, it was a purple umbrella with a pattern of stars and a flower shape on it.
When she saw this umbrella, Feng Ling thought of the scene where she put on a veil and walked on the road holding this umbrella.
"How much merit is this thing worth?"
Feng Ling asked softly.
(End of chapter)