"Hey hey hey~"

Strange laughter.

"This, well, I want this, Xiao Fengfeng pick more quickly!"

Under the cherry tree, Mu Ying pulled a branch with her feet on her feet, and while eating the watery cherry, she directed Qin Feng to pick the top of the tree.

"There is that pear! I picked it casually! Yes, that one is the biggest!"

"The dessert behind the meal depends on it!"

In a short while, Qin Feng was picked up about ten kilograms of fruit, and placed them all in his space backpack, which was both quality and fresh, and was a perfect storage prop.

"The mutated varieties are different, with lots of water and sweet."

Mu Ying looked like a foodie, so many people looked straight on their foreheads.

"Let's go, let's go to the camp."

Everyone walked and ate, and soon they arrived at a shanty town specially opened by soil-type psychics.

There were long stalls in the street.

There were also many people coming and going, in groups of three or five, talking and laughing, and bargaining was endless.

"Hey, the guy over there, are you going to have a can? There is absolutely nothing left!"

"Bread, freshly baked soft bread!"

"Collection of materials and collect a large number of alien beast bones. Don't want to collect those below level five!"

"Spinach, spinach, sell at a low price, spinach, sell at a low price!"

The shouts came one after another, and Qin Feng was slightly stunned when he saw this scene, and in an instant, he seemed to be a different life.

I remember that when I was a child in the past, I was also in the market in towns and towns... I really miss it.

"Ah? There is a street stall in front of you. Let's go and see if there are any arrows sold."

Mu Ying is not tall, and in the crowd, he has to tiptoe to barely raise his vision.

Well, in the entire team, Yu Xiaomei is nearly 1.7 meters tall, while the other two young ladies are only about 1.5 meters tall.

Mu Ying saw a street stall with sharp eyes with various weapons, and she was thinking about Qin Feng.

"Then let's go and have a look, don't get separated."

Qin Feng and Qingzi walked in front and became the leader.

It seems normal to be lost if people come and go.

There are many stalls, but most of them collect materials for strange beasts, and only a small number of them sell essential supplies in the wild area.

"Boss, how do you sell your arrow?"

When he arrived at the weapon stall, Qin Feng really saw the steel arrows he had set up, picked them up and bounced them with his fingers, and asked as he listened to the crisp sound of the arrows.

"Sixty-five-one."

The stall was a young man. Judging from his expression, he should be twenty-six or seven years old. He was wearing ordinary armor, but his body was a little messy.

"One level three crystal core can be exchanged for two pots."

The stall owner looked up at the guy in front of him who was wearing a long skirt and a hooded cloak, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

He asked himself that he had seen many strange things.

It’s not that men wear skirts, but they dare to wear them in the wild area, so the first person in front of them is still the first person in front of them.

"It's reasonable, can you try the arrow first?"

Taking the steel arrow from Qin Feng's hand, Mu Ying stopped his expression and quickly entered the state.

The stall owner did not talk, but reached out to signal to play casually. This was created by him using his own gold-type superpowers to condense. Apart from a little bit of spiritual energy and mental power, there was no cost.

Hearing this, Qin Feng took out the crystal bow, put the steel arrow on the bow, and aimed at a tree trunk above his head. His spiritual energy was running, and layers of frost emerged along the arrow shaft.

Zheng!

The bowstring moved lightly, and an arrow that was two or three times heavier than the ice crystal arrow flew out instantly, and it fell into the trunk with a pecking moment. Its power was quite powerful, and the power of the ice element did not change any other way because it was a steel arrow.

But the arrow penetration power is more sufficient and the psychic energy consumption is several times smaller.

"The effect is good, give me six pots."

Nodding, Qin Feng then took out three third-level crystal cores.

The stall owner had twenty arrows and six pots in one pot, which was enough for Qin Feng to spend some time.

The three crystal cores were bought, but it did not make the stall owner smile too much.

Although he was a small stall, there were quite a lot of people buying inventory. As soon as he collected six pots of arrows, Qin Feng was squeezed out by later generations.

Three third-level crystal cores replaced with six pots of fine steel arrows, which is not enough to be able to be drawn.

At a glance, you can tell that this arrow is the masterpiece of a metal psychic psychic, or like Jiang Qing, they are all from the Mechanics Association.

The arrows vary in length but still have good quality. They are not flawed things that can be easily made, but are all hand-practice works.

It doesn’t matter if the elemental psychic acts, the price is too expensive. Qin Feng has crystal cores.

Mu Ying didn't care about this problem either. After all, weapons cannot be sold if they do not meet the quality standards.

Walking along the stall, several people bought some bread and vegetables, and then returned to the plant area with the abortion.

There are several similar camps in Gao'an District, and these places have underground trading markets dormant outside the official market.

Most items traded in underground markets are based on demand, which cannot be said to be good or bad, but some people with bad hearts will swallow supplies.

A psychopath with a normal brain will not trade resources in the underground market.

Unless there is a problem with your identity, it cannot appear in the official market.

Forced to choose the underground market.

"I seem to see Zhang Yi."

After entering the jungle, Ni Ying suddenly said as she walked: "I'm dirty all over and I don't look like I haven't washed up for many days."

"I deserve it. If he took action at that time, Zhang Chao would still be able to survive. He was so scared that he even ran away!"

Mu Ying snorted disdainfully.

"The disaster has been passed down for thousands of years."

"Aren't you afraid that he will cause trouble for you?"

Hearing this, Qin Feng smiled and said.

"Living is tiring enough. I don't think that kind of people still have the heart and mind."

"Without the protection of the fortress, death is only a matter of time sooner or later."

Mu Ying waved his hand indifferently.

"If you really dare to make small moves, you'll be furious."

Zhang Yi became a lone wolf. If Qingzi had not intervened, he might have been able to move in the fortress.

But Qingzi gave an order and he was driven out of the fortress gate.

However, things were not done too well. Zhang Yi was able to move in the safe area, and to some extent, he was protected by some degree of protection.

But I don't know what the parties would think.

Walking out of the camp, the noisy trading sound gradually faded, and in the quiet jungle, a sense of vigilance came out naturally.

"Don't just look at your feet. There are probably no missing mutant monkeys in this place."

When the fruits and melons are ripe, not only humans are coveting, but they are also on the recipes of some strange beasts.

For example, monkey group.

Mu Ying assigned a position and let Qin Feng be the main attacker.

The jungle is the world of monkeys, but there is no shortage of other hunters who treat monkeys as food. This area has tall trees and vines, and some unobtrusive dangers are hidden in these places.

The monkeys come for food, and naturally bring other predators here.
Chapter completed!