"ah!"
Several sharp sword energy swept across Wu Fan's face, leaving dozens of blood stains and scratching his handsome face beyond recognition.
Wu Fan let out a heartbreaking scream and rolled on the ground in pain.
"Creak..."
A heartbreaking voice came, and Wu Fan's leg was crushed to pieces by powerful magic power.
The lower leg in the middle had just a brush with mana and was already broken into half, completely losing its effectiveness in the future.
The storage ring has also been taken away, the dark robe is torn into tatters, and the body is covered with scars. There is no trace of the crown prince at all.
The hatred in Wu Fan's eyes was overwhelming. If he survived this catastrophe, he would definitely destroy the nine He Ping'an clans. Even if he offended the commander of the Eternal Life Palace, he would still send people into the Drug Testing Department to crush him to ashes.
He Ping'an turned a blind eye, carrying him with the colorful magic power, and headed towards Xuanyang City.
Outside Xuanyang City, there is a refugee camp.
"The Palace of Eternal Life recruits people. They will have no worries about food and drink. After ten years, they will be transformed into officials..."
The two captains shuttled around the refugee camp, recruiting drug testers for the Changsheng Palace. Their voices were not loud, but they contained the true essence of martial arts, and they were clearly heard by everyone in the refugee camp.
Unfortunately, most refugees avoided snakes and scorpions and stayed far away when they saw the two coming.
Are you kidding? If you enter the Palace of Eternal Life, you will definitely die.
Although some refugees occasionally starve to death, they are a minority after all. Occasionally, dignitaries in the city will come to give porridge to support them and help them live longer.
If you are lucky and encounter a merchant from the city who comes to recruit workers, you will be able to establish yourself in Xuanyang City.
"I regestrated......"
A refugee with a scarred face and a limp right leg walked up to the two captains.
"Go away, the Palace of Eternal Life does not accept disabled people."
A tall and powerful captain impatiently pushed the lame refugee aside.
Because disabled people are worried that they may be ill and unable to fully experience the effects of the medicine, the Hall of Eternal Life generally does not admit them.
"Lao Sha, how many recruitment tasks have we completed this month?"
Another captain next to him, with a medium build and a square face, asked.
"Let me think about it...I have hired twenty people this month, and there are still ten more to go."
Colonel Sha thought for a while and said to the square-faced Colonel next to him.
"Ten people...that's the end of the month."
"I heard that Lao Liu and the others who went to the prison to recruit people have already recruited more than 60 people this month..."
"hiss......."
Colonel Sha's expression changed and he took a long breath.
The Hall of Eternal Life arranges tasks for the captains who go out to recruit people. For example, those who come to the private camp are thirty people per month, and those who go to the prison are sixty people per month.
It's easy to recruit people in the prison, so the tasks given are heavier.
But if you cannot complete even the most basic tasks in a refugee camp, you will inevitably be punished.
Finally, he had to spend money to avoid disaster, and went to "high-end clubs" such as Fenglai Building, Wanhua Building, and Lichun Courtyard in Xuanyang City, and asked the general banner master to show off in a cool way, which could relieve the anger in the heart of the general banner master.
This trip will probably cost a hundred taels of silver.
"What should I do?"
Lieutenant Sha felt a little uncomfortable. He had just taken in a concubine last month and his family's expenses were tight.
"Then why not take this person in and make up the numbers?"
The square-faced Colonel pursed his lips and signaled Colonel Sha with his eyes.
"But this person's legs are disabled?"
Lieutenant Sha was a little embarrassed.
"It doesn't matter. The martial arts lieutenant in charge of the inspection is from my hometown. Just let me know."
"The leg is mutilated, but it doesn't affect the test of the medicine."
"That's okay..."
Lieutenant Sha suddenly figured it out and shouted to the lame refugee, "What's your name?"
"Wu... Wu Qian."
The lame refugee replied slowly.
"Wu Gan?"
"What a strange name."
"Come here, sign your name on this deed, put your fingerprints on it, and you will be regarded as a tester of the Eternal Life Palace."
Lieutenant Sha did not have any doubts. The task for this month had not been completed yet, and he had to quickly recruit the next drug tester.
After Wu Qian wrote his name, he was taken away by two captains and headed to the Drug Testing Department.
He Ping'an hid in the dark and felt reassured when he saw Wu Qian being taken away. However, in order to ensure the effect, he still followed outside the Palace of Eternal Life.
It wasn't until the real body confirmed that Wu Qian had fallen into the drug testing department that he felt relieved and removed the soul-stirring technique.
Since he wants to take revenge, he naturally wants Wu Fan to experience the process that his predecessor went through.
Entering the drug testing department, he was eroded by erysipelas every day, and his life was worse than death.
...
The clone ran towards Qian County again.
When he was chasing Wu Fan, he tied the immortal rope to release the master. When Magistrate Shen surrendered, the master would definitely be punished.
As for the two fourth-grade warriors, they aided Zhou in their evil deeds, and it was not a pity to die. They had already been killed by He Ping'an, and their corpses were burned with spiritual fire, and their bodies were destroyed in ashes.
Going to Qian County at this time is to have a relationship with Zhang Laoqi.
...
Ten miles outside Qianxian County, the moonlight is like water.
Zhang Laoqi is galloping on his horse.
"Whoosh!"
A golden sword light flashed, and He Ping'an lay swaying on the flying sword and appeared in front of Zhang Laoqi: "Old Zhang, where are you going?"
"Would you like me to give you a ride?"
When Zhang Laoqi heard He Ping'an's voice, he looked up and saw that the elegant young man above his head was none other than Luo Xiang.
"Old Zhang Laoqi pays homage to Master Luo."
"I finally got out of the prison. I was so happy that I couldn't help but go outside the city to have fun."
Zhang Laoqi's expression did not change, he apologized and said with a smile: "It is really a sin to let the immortal master come to find such a trivial matter."
"Oh, I see."
He Ping'an smiled and said: "It seems that I blamed you wrongly. I thought you were going to leave with the elixir, and I was preparing to kill you with a sword."
"Master Immortal is joking."
"I carry this elixir with me everywhere because I want to offer it to the immortal master at any time."
Zhang Laoqi smiled awkwardly, got off his horse, took out a milky white jade bottle from his arms, and handed it over.
The jade bottle glowed with a cold silver light under the moonlight, and there was nothing unusual about it.
He Ping'an dropped the flying sword and was not in a hurry to catch it. His powerful consciousness swept over the jade bottle, carefully inspecting it inch by inch.
Sure enough, under the sweep of his spiritual consciousness, He Ping'an discovered something unusual.
This jade bottle is a rare space artifact. It has its own space inside. Only third-level monks can open it.
No wonder Zhang Laoqi's ancestors have been unable to open it in the past three hundred years. Back then, the seventh-level cultivation of the Golden Colonel was already at the peak of their family.
Later, when the family declined, it became even more impossible to open the jade bottle.
With a thought in He Ping'an's mind, the seven-color mana spurted out, turning into two big seven-color hands, holding the jade bottle tightly up and down, and pulled it out with force.
"Boom!"
As the bottle cap was opened, there was a sudden earth-shaking muffled sound in the jade bottle, and then endless and solid evil energy spread from the jade bottle and quickly spread to the surroundings.
All the surrounding vegetation died, frost formed on the ground, and dark clouds gradually rose in the sky.
Then a bright black light flashed through the jade bottle, and he was about to escape from it.
"Snapped!"
The colorful magic hand pressed hard, closed the jade bottle, and shot the black light into the jade bottle.
"Zhang Laoqi, you are not offering the elixir, you are trying to kill me!"
He Ping'an's expression changed, and a trace of coercion emerged from his body, and he pressed Zhang Laoqi to the ground, his bones making a crackling sound.
"Excuse me, Master Immortal. I have never opened the jade bottle, and I don't know what's inside."
Zhang Laoqi lay on the ground unable to move, begging for mercy again and again.
Although he didn't know what the black energy was, he could tell that if an ordinary person was contaminated in the slightest, he would probably die immediately.
Little did he know that if an ordinary monk came into contact, his cultivation would be completely destroyed, or he would die on the spot.
After ten breaths, Zhang Laoqi's mouth and nose were already oozing blood, and he was about to lose control...
"If you want to survive, go and do something for me."
The cold voice came, but to Zhang Laoqi it was like the sound of nature, and he nodded repeatedly.
As the pressure slowly disappeared, Zhang Laoqi got up from the ground and squatted there fearfully, fearing that he would offend He Ping'an again and lose his life.
Seeing Zhang Laoqi's trembling look, He Ping'an felt relieved.
Of course he knew that Zhang Laoqi couldn't open the jade bottle, but he was just using the jade bottle to scare Zhang Laoqi.
This old man has been wandering around in the market. He is smooth-tongued and cunning like a fox. He will not be truly obedient until he has experienced life and death.
"You come with me first!"
He Ping'an said coldly, and his magic hand captured Zhang Laoqi and the horse, turning them into a ray of light and disappearing into the horizon.
