289, Special Envoy of Beijiang Branch

"I'm against you!" The black tower-like black city owner roared and openly issued a massacre order to the more and more city guards. Of course, he knew that Han Jing was a monk and saw her strength, but he had a fearless command to capture her alive. "This girl is no worse than the top card of Cuihualou. You all give me gently and don't break the girl's delicate skin."

The evil eyes of the Black City Mansion made Han Jing angry: "Go to hell!" The ice soul sword shook, and the ice blue sword light broke through the air.

The first giant man was pierced in the chest by the sword man without even a chance to dodge. Bo Bing quickly spread to his whole body with his wound as the center, and turned into an ice sculpture almost in an instant.

Yang Feng was also shocked: she broke through to the golden Xuanqi, and the power of the ice soul sword seemed to have increased a lot. The level of the dead giant man was a little higher than her, and she was actually killed in seconds?

The giant's companions were stunned, and the black city owner roared greedily in his eyes: "Bry that sword to me!"

"I want a sword, here you are!" Han Jing shook her hand and shot out of the ice sword. Unimpeded through the huge head of a giant man, like an ice-blue flash, it instantly shot into the neck of the Lord of the Black City.

The moment the cold sword light touched the skin, the owner of the black city realized what was going on, but he didn't have time to make any action to save himself and could only wait to die.

"Han Jing, stop it!"

There was a shout from the city owner's house, Han Jing's mind moved, and the ice sword stopped.

The owner of the black city couldn't help opening his mouth wide but couldn't say a word like a dead fish. Not only was he afraid of death, but the cold air emitted from the ice sword almost froze his whole body's blood. Even if Han Jing maintained the status quo without cutting his neck, he could freeze him to death.

I didn't expect that some people would recognize Han Jing in this foreign country 30,000 miles away, and Yang Feng was more surprised than Han Jing herself. Those who were going to take action also gave up the idea and continued to watch the fun in the crowd.

A figure from the city owner's mansion fell opposite Han Jing. Her red lips and white teeth were beautiful but gave people a slippery feeling. At least Han Jing didn't like this person at first sight. Can't remember where she had seen it. Han Jing asked doubtfully, "Who are you?"

"We met in Wuyou Valley, Lou Shaofeng."

"Wuyou Valley, so you are also from the Xuanqi Temple?" Unimpressed, Han Jing was too lazy to recall and curled her lips and said, "Why do you plead for this inhumane guy? Did you come up with his ideas for making money?"

"What a injustice! I was ordered to inspect the feasibility of setting up a local office. The owner of the black city also wanted to show his support for our temple and hoped that our temple could set up an office in the city before signing up for this recruitment. The establishment of an office also needed to recruit some people locally. I don't want anyone to maliciously take the number plate to disturb the recruitment. Order."

"That's still a nest of snakes and rats that are making money."

"Mr. Han, the registration fee is allowed by the palace rules. We didn't force those people to sign up.

How can I know that the rules of the palace are Shenma Dongdong? Han Jing sneered and said, "If you speak cleverly, you are just reaping money anyway. If you don't spit out the defrauded property, even you can't escape it!" In addition, this black city owner is simply conscienceless to tear up living people and feed the black panther, and will never tolerate this heinous scum! If you dare to stop it, even clean it up together!"

I didn't expect Han Jing's words to turn so fast that she suddenly blocked what Lou Shaofeng was going to say. Yang Feng smiled slightly.

Lou Shaofeng couldn't laugh and said with a bitter face, "Mr. Han, the Lord of the Black City is the person we are the one we want to see. If you want to kill him, I can't die. Otherwise, let me take him to meet our branch lord first, and then take him to see you.

"This kind of procrastination is useless to me. Today, even if the king is old, he can't save this nigre! Not to mention that your branch hall mainly sees him, even if the main hall sees him, I will slaughter him today. In order to avoid Lou Shaofeng's talk, Han Jing shook the ice sword and shouted, "If you dare to stop it, even kill you together!"

A little surprise of the black city owner when Lou Shaofeng appeared, and the noble envoy of Xuanqi Temple was three or four times lower. This seemingly delicate woman was imaginable. His brain was kicked by a donkey to provoke this woman. If he could speak out, he would want to cry.

Whether it was the giant men who came out with the owner of the black city or those city guards, they were crying like dead fathers, and they did not dare to come out one by one, waiting for Han Jing to fall. Under the accumulation of the power of the black city owner, they didn't know how big Han Jing was before Lou Shaofeng came out. Relying on the large number of people, they dared to fight with Han Jing with an ice sword. In order to avoid hurting the innocent, Han Jing did not dared to fight to the end.

It's unwise to offend Han Jing, but Lou Shaofeng has to insist: "Sorry, Han Vice Lord, you can't disobey your order. You really can't kill the Lord of the Black City. If you want to kill the owner of the black city, step on my body.

"I told you, whoever dares to stop it will be slaughtered together." Han Jing's mind moved, and the ice soul sword and sword light spit out, and saw the ice blue light bursting in the throat of the owner of the black city. When Lou Shaofeng wanted to stop him, the owner of the black city was already dead.

"Mr. Han, you have killed me!" Lou Shaofeng stamped his feet and sighed.

"You should be glad you didn't die now." After a cold response, Han Jing shouted loudly, "Everyone line up and get back your registration fee with the number plate."

Someone in the crowd asked, "Does the Xuanqi Temple still have an office here?"

A voice said, "Falt, it must be yellow!"

Then many hopeful people began to cry, while others complained about the cold.

Facing this situation, Han Jing didn't know how to deal with it. Obviously, she is kind, as if the victims she thinks are not appreciate it, and no one wants to exchange the number plate for the registration fee. She was a little overwhelmed and found Yang Feng in the crowd. This guy was still laughing, which made her extremely angry: "It's good to see my joke, isn't it!"

"What else does it have to do with me?" Yang Feng asked helplessly with a smile.

At this time, Lou Shaofeng found that Yang Feng was also there, and his face suddenly turned white. Is Lord Yang Feng also here? He said more to himself after seeing the ghost than to say hello.

Is it necessary for this boy to be afraid of being like this? There was a problem with his intuition. Yang Feng smiled gracefully and said, "Lou Shaofeng, you have also joined the Beijiang Branch."

"It's just a fooling around." Lou Shaofeng said restrainedly.

"It's doing well. It's very important to be sent out by the head of your branch to inspect the new office." Yang Feng said slowly and rolled her eyes.

"There is nothing to investigate. It's almost the same in the Giant Country, just choose any place to expand the influence of our temple." Lou Shaofeng said cautiously.

"This is too lax! The office also represents the image of our temple. How can we choose any place? Yang Feng's face also turned cold, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. When he swept across Lou Shaofeng, his face involuntarily twitched and chilled.

I felt that Yang Feng's nonsense was also pointed out. Han Jing was very impatient at this time and waited quietly, but at this time, Lou Shaofeng did not dare to open his mouth and felt that the more mistakes he spoke, the more wrong he made. After waiting for a while, Yang Feng squinted and didn't know where Shenyou was. Lou Shaofeng's cold sweat flowed down his face, and the emotions of the victims she thought were even more excited. When she listened carefully, she could hear some people starting to scold her.

Blood surged to her face, and Han Jing clenched the sword. It's not that she hates those who scold him. She understands that the ordinary people living at the bottom are eager to get ahead. They hate to draw a cake to cheat the food they rely on.

"The office has been inspected by the special envoy of the Xuanqi Temple and allowed the city owner to recruit, which is equivalent to the decision of the owner of the Northern Xinjiang branch hall to set up an office in the city. This will never be changed! The heart of those who spread rumors just now can be killed!" Yang Feng's sudden thunderous words suppressed all the criticism and rekindled the hope of those whose hopes were dashed.

Han Jing looked at the majestic Yang Feng unexpectedly and happily and felt that he was not so bad.

Lou Shaofeng said weakly, "Lord Yang, I haven't reported to our branch master yet."

It was expected that Lou Shao Summit would say this, and Yang Feng scolded: "This is the mistake of your division master! Appoint you as a special envoy, and what you have done represents his will. If he doesn't handle this matter well, I will go to the general hall to impeach him. Xuanqi Temple has never made a branch lord who has not believed in words. I believe that the lord of the Northern Xinjiang branch will not give me a chance to impeach him.

Threat, Yang Feng is tantamount to tearing his face and threatening the lord of the Northern Xinjiang branch. His strength surprised Han Jing and made the local people see hope.

As soon as the conversation turned around, Yang Feng said loudly: "The number of people required for the office is limited, and the number of people recruited locally is limited. You'd better consider whether there is a possibility of entrance examination. According to the regulations of our Xuanqi Temple, in order to prevent malicious registration from disrupting the registration order, registration fees can be charged as appropriate. Therefore, if you think that there is no possibility of taking the exam, I suggest that you still get the registration fee back with the number plate, otherwise it will be a waste of property.

"It doesn't matter if it's waste, as long as it's really recruiting."

"Yes, setting up an office is not fake, and we will thank God!"

"I'm willing to pay the registration fee!"

"I think it's worth changing a chance for a nest of wild foxes. Even if you don't pass the exam, you will accept your fate!"

"I'm a brown bear. I took such a precious opportunity to change my son from the sky. Maybe my son will get married next year."

Many people expressed their excitement, and their enthusiasm was not reduced at all because of Yang Feng's words, and no one took the number plate to exchange for their registration fee.

Han Jing's feelings were mixed after listening to this. When she was in Hanjiazhuang, her feelings were not as strong as today. These simple words reflect the difficulties of the survival of these struggling people. When her brain was hot, she shouted, "The office is not the only opportunity. Don't be discouraged if you don't pass the exam. Hunting is not without a way out. Yang Feng, the head of our Nanmo branch hall, wants to build an ice-based mysterious beast farm here. You can sell your prey to the farm and will definitely give you a fair price.