A few days later, in the dense forest dozens of miles outside Wangyue City.
Towering trees rush to higher places, dense branches almost obscured the entire sky, and a few birds were happily traveling through the forest.
The group of people under the tree were moving forward quickly in the forest, and it was the Eternal Night Mercenary Group headed by Yue Mochen.
"Young Master, after passing this dense forest, there is the Wanyuan Plain in front of you." A charming but strong female voice sounded. The owner of the voice was Sheng Leixiang, a mercenary known as Rose Thorn.
“How big is this jungle?”
"It's not big. If you can pass it well, you can pass it in half a day." Sheng Leixiang replied.
"If it goes well?" Yue Mochen expressed his confusion about this, because this is not a place where spirit beasts gather, so there is no surprise.
"Bandit."
Sheng Leixiang explained: "Because of the rich absenteeism in the Wanyuan Plain, many unemployed merchants have the right to mine here. Over time, a group of bandits have been arrogant for a long time, threatening unaccompanied businessmen who come and go to collect tolls."
"Wangyue City doesn't care about this kind of thing?"
"What do you care about? Wangyue City hopes that the more things are, the better. Only in this way can those rich and unrest merchants form private troops, and to form private troops, you must pay specific taxes. This is one of the biggest sources of income for Wangyue City!"
When Yue Mochen heard this, he said that the sword eyebrows were lightly locked, not because of the existence of bandits, but because of the behavior of Wangyue City.
"How can ordinary mercenaries pass through?"
"They won't be too embarrassed for mercenaries. Just just want to do it casually. They were mercenaries, but later they became bandits for various reasons."
"But if it is a mercenary who protects the caravan, it is different. The toll must be paid according to their standards, and the mercenaries will not interfere. This is an unwritten rule in this dense forest."
"In that case, what's the point of asking for mercenaries in the caravan?"
"It can be said that, so, generally speaking, if the caravan just needs to pass through this jungle, there will be no mercenaries to protect him."
"The Mercenary Guild doesn't care?"
"Mercenary Guild? Haha, what the Mercenary Guild says is the union of our mercenary workers, but in fact, it is just the guild of the senior mercenary trade union. Small trade unions like us, it is better to not be troubled by taking on a task, but they still think that the union will help us stand out?"
What Sheng Leixiang said was all facts, and not just the facts of Wangyue City. The current situation in the entire Dongyue Continent is like this. Every force or ruling class has such problems. The longer it develops, the more problems it breeds and constantly decays itself.
What is needed now is a chaotic world, and then let new forces rise and replace everything that is decadent.
Yue Mochen looked at the front of the dense forest in a narrow mind, and felt a lot in his heart: Let the Dongyue Continent be the beginning of our eternal rise!
The group walked for nearly a long time and was about to walk out of the dense forest, but at this moment, they met the bandits that Sheng Leixiang said.
More than a hundred people rushed out of the dense forest and instantly surrounded dozens of mercenaries from Yue Mochen's side.
"Oh, this isn't Brother Yongzi. Why, this posture, can your Fengfeng Mercenary Group really return to the heavenly level?" A magnetic voice sounded, and a middle-aged man dressed in simple clothes appeared from behind the bandits.
Upon hearing this, a group of bandits gave up a passage.
"It's Meng Wujian! The leader of the bandits."
After seeing the man, Sheng Leixiang immediately told Yue Mochen beside her.
Yue Mochen looked at him and found that the man looked very handsome. Although he was dressed very ordinary, he was holding a long sword with a simple shape in his hand. At first glance, he was an ordinary warrior, but the ordinary clothes could not conceal a unique temperament on his body, and this temperament made Yue Mochen feel a sense of familiarity.
As the man got closer and closer, Yue Mochen was shocked: This man named Meng Wujian was actually a holy-level warrior? Any saint-level warrior who was thrown into a corner of Dongyue Continent can have a status of no less than a small royal family, and became a bandit? Or is it that the other party has ulterior motives to be a bandit?
The man naturally didn't know what Yue Mochen was thinking at this time. He walked towards the members of the Yongye Mercenary Group as if he was walking at home.
With Yue Mochen's approval, Liu Dayong stepped forward and clasped his fists at Meng Wujian and said, "Brother Meng laughed. The Qianfeng Mercenary Group no longer exists. Now we are the Yongye Mercenary Group. This is our leader, Xia Ye."
Yue Mochen nodded and also hugged Meng Wujian.
Meng Wujian looked at Yue Mochen with a little surprise and said, "Brother Xia Ye, he is indeed young and promising."
When he was a mercenary, he also tried to recruit the members of the Fierce Wind Mercenary Group, but was rejected.
You know, although he had to hide his cultivation level because of his severe injuries, he was definitely the top among the mercenaries in Wangyue City with his apparent cultivation level, but he still did not fall into Liu Dayong's eyes. He thought that Liu Dayong would really start over and keep walking back to the peak with his strong wind, but when he saw him today, he had already surrendered to the command of a young man?
Yue Mochen smiled faintly and said, "Haha, I've been too rewarded, but Brother Meng is really famous. I've heard of Daqi for a long time in Xia Ye."
"It's famous, haha...it's just a bad reputation." Meng Wujian also smiled.
"It depends on your opinion on whether it smells smelly or not. The actions of the Wangyue City Mercenary Union are indeed heartbreaking. Brother Meng, you are just choosing a better way for yourself."
An appreciative light flashed in Meng Wujian's eyes: "Well? I didn't expect you to be young, but you can see things clearly."
Yue Mochen knew that there was still something to say, so he simply smiled and said nothing.
As expected by Yue Mochen, Meng Wujian finished speaking, glanced at Sheng Leixiang, Sha Feicheng and others, and continued: "However, if it were just for this, it would be impossible for so many famous mercenaries to follow you, but it was a bit difficult. It can be seen that Brother Xia Ye is even better than I thought."
After saying that, his eyes were once again on Yue Mochen's slightly tender little face, as if he was expecting Yue Mochen to react.
"Brother Meng praised me. I am like-minded with Brother Liu and others. It is my honor to walk together."
Yue Mochen smiled first, replied without being arrogant or impatient, and then his tone changed: "But Brother Meng, we are going to do something on the Wanyuan Plain for this trip. I don't know..."
Meng Wujian smiled heartily, but said, "Of course it's not a problem, but the meaning of things must be meaningful."
"This is natural, no rules can make a square, we know." Yue Mochen smiled and threw a cowhide bag at Meng Wujian.
Meng Wujian threw the bag in his hand, and a heavy feeling came, and he couldn't help but grin, but then he threw the leather bag back to Yue Mochen.