"What are you? Do I know you?"

The faint voice of words drifted, Fang Chen glanced at the scar-faced young man, and there was an indifferent look on his handsome face.

Since the other party came out of the Qixiao Sect and obviously had a lot to do with that Song Donglai, there was nothing to say about this for Fang Chen. Moreover, as soon as this scar-faced young man opened his mouth, he was commanding, with a commanding tone, and even wanted to use his momentum to oppress himself before.

This aroused Fang Chen's disgust and disgust even more.

You disgust me, I disgust you.

This is Fang Chen's counterattack!

It's just that, obviously, Fang Chen's counterattack is really a bit amazing for the people behind him.

After the scar-faced young man opened his mouth to ask Song Donglai, many people had obviously guessed his identity. And it is precisely because of this that everyone feels jealousy and awe.

For them, after all, they are genius disciples of the older generation, and now that they have cultivated in the Ziyang Sect for so many years, their cultivation has been selected to the Hua Dan Realm, just in terms of their own strength, it is far from what they can compete with at this time. Besides, the other party had been in the Ziyang Sect for so many years, and it was simply too easy to use some means to deal with these people who were not even formal disciples.

"Hiss......"

Therefore, at the moment when Fang Chen's faint words sounded, there was a sudden sound of gasping around. Even the poor Yiyue who was in the crowd had a little worry on her face at this time. But she knew very well that this was Fang Chen's character.

If you deceive me, I will kill you.

His face was blue and white, and on his face, the finger-sized scar seemed to come to life at this time, squirming hideously, and a violent aura faintly emanated from his body.

"I remember you. The scar-faced young man said word by word, his big Tongling-like eyes staring at Fang Chen tightly. If it weren't for Luo Qingyan's presence at this time, he would have been unable to help but make a move.

"Since there is no such person, stand down. Feeling a strange atmosphere in the air, Luo Qingyan frowned, and immediately waved her hand to disperse this group of young people in dark red robes.

"You'd better pray that there won't be a time when the offense will come into my hands. When passing by Fang Chen's side, the young man with the scar said suspiciously.

Raising his eyebrows, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Fang Chen's indifferent face, his lips moved, and he said to the young man with the scar: "I almost forgot to tell you, that Song Donglai is dead." Well, I had one of my arms torn off before I died. ”

His body stiffened suddenly, and a cold and ferocious aura suddenly swept out from the scarred youth's body. At this moment, he almost went berserk.

Song Donglai died? The talented little guy died before he came to the Ziyang Sect?

The scar-faced young man turned around and stared at Fang Chen with a dead gaze. Immediately, he took a deep breath, gathered all the evil qi in his body, and after taking a deep look at Fang Chen with a poisonous snake-like gaze, he quickly walked away.

Looking at the direction in which the scar-faced young man left, Fang Chen's dark eyes also flashed with a chill.

Although Song Donglai did have an arm torn off by him, did the latter really die like this? The answer was naturally no, Fang Chen, who had watched Song Donglai escape using the Thousand Miles Instant Talisman, knew very well that with the strength of the other party, it was impossible to die like this.

It's just that he didn't appear in the Purple Yang Sect at this time, maybe because he was afraid of being discovered by himself, or maybe something happened that he didn't know. The reason why he wanted to say that Song Donglai was dead was just to stimulate the other party, after all, there was Luo Qingyan at the peak of the Cave Heaven Realm by his side at this time, once the other party couldn't stand the stimulation and suddenly made a move towards him, then there would be a good show to watch. But obviously, the endurance of this scar-faced young man was even better than Fang Chen had imagined.

"The people in the dark red robes are all members of the Law Enforcement Temple. Looking at the departing figure of the scar-faced young man, Luo Qingyan mentioned it casually. Immediately, she raised her bare hand, and a ray of light instantly shot out of her hand, shot into the void, and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant. After doing all this, Luo Qingyan put her hands behind her back, no longer making any movements, just stood quietly, as if waiting for something.

It wasn't long, about half a minute or so.

Shout!

In the distance, there was a rapid sound of breaking wind in the air. Soon, with a light breeze, there was an extra figure in front of everyone.

This was a middle-aged man in gray, his face was extremely ordinary, his face was a little dull and wooden, but Fang Chen could feel an extremely strong aura from his body.

"Yuan fetal realm. He said secretly in his heart.

Just as Fang Chen was looking at the other party, the gray-clothed middle-aged man had already bowed down to Luo Qingyan and said, "Deputy Sect Master." ”

"Muhe, this batch of new blood will be handed over to you, settle down well, and start the entrance assessment in two days, and don't let people disturb them in these two days. Luo Qingyan waved her hand and said pointedly.

Immediately, under Mu He's respectful gaze, she took a step forward, her figure swayed, and she quickly left this place.

"You guys, come with me. Mu He's gaze swept over Fang Chen and the others, and with a wave of his robe, a majestic Yuan Force directly enveloped Fang Chen and his party, and swept towards the mist-shrouded mountain in the distance.

It didn't take long, and after about three or four minutes, Mu He slowly landed with Fang Chen and his party.

Fang Chen fixed his eyes and saw that among the clouds and mist in front of him, several rows of bungalows were revealed. Outside the bungalow, there were dozens of teenagers who were about the same age as them, and their breath was also around the Forging Body Realm. These people were all dressed in coarse linen clothes, most of them had a hint of tiredness in their expressions, and after seeing Fang Chen and his party, their eyes flashed slightly, and they began to watch from a distance.

Not far from them, on a mountain rock, sat a young man in light blue clothes, this person's face was slightly longer, like a horse's face, and his clothes were obviously more expensive than those young people, with a cold expression, but after seeing Mu He who came with Fang Chen and the others, he stood up and respectfully bowed to Mu He.

"Meet Senior Brother Muhe. ”

"These are the second batch of new blood, you explain and arrange a place to live. Muhe commanded. Immediately, he frowned, and said with a straight face: "This group of people was personally brought by Deputy Sect Master Luo, you should take care of it, don't cause any trouble in these two days." ”

After speaking, Mu He didn't even look at Fang Chen and the others, and turned to leave.

After he left, the horse-faced young man sat down cross-legged again and glanced coldly at Fang Chen's group.

"This is the Beishan Miscellaneous District. As soon as the horse-faced young man spoke, many of Fang Chen's group changed their complexions.

"What, this miscellaneous area?"

"We're not here to do chores, when will the introductory assessment start?"

......

A jumble of voices came from the crowd.

Fang Chen just frowned, and took a deep look at the young men who looked slightly tired not far away, without saying a word.

"Noise!" At this moment, the horse-faced young man suddenly snorted coldly, and a momentum belonging to the peak of the Huadan Realm suddenly swept over everyone, causing many people's faces to change. The words that originally came to his lips were swallowed immediately.

"Entrance assessment?" The horse-faced young man sneered: "Do you want to die in such a hurry?"

As soon as the words fell, he looked at Fang Chen and his party, and said coldly: "Don't think that being a miscellaneous servant is a tragic thing. Do two days of chores, and you will feel the difference. ”

After speaking, he looked indifferent, flicked his big sleeves, and immediately in front of Fang Chen and his party, a coarse linen robe appeared, with a thumb-sized wooden sign on it, engraved with the word "miscellaneous".

In addition to this, there is a swarthy hoe.

"Handymen, hoes. Fang Chen's eyes flashed, but he didn't show a bitter face like many people, he grabbed the long shirt, wrapped the wooden sign inside, and then picked up the somewhat ugly hoe on the side.

"Huh?" The hoe started, and a wisp of essence suddenly flashed in Fang Chen's eyes. The inconspicuous hoe in front of him turned out to be a magic weapon.

"Miscellaneous labor. Fang Chen spit out these two words lightly, and then thought of what the horse-faced young man had said before, and there was already a faint guess in his heart.

"That row of rooms in the west head is your residence, and from tomorrow onwards, you will go to that medicine field to report, and then someone will tell you what to do. After the horse-faced young man finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

"This senior brother, I don't know where the place in the sect to exchange rewards is?" At this moment, Fang Chen suddenly stepped out of the crowd, bowed to the horse-faced young man, and said.

"Exchange for rewards?" The horse-faced young man was originally a little impatient on his face, but soon, as if he had thought of something, his expression moved, and his gaze fell directly on Fang Chen: "Have you killed those guys from the Chiming Sect?"

Looking at the horse-faced young man whose eyes suddenly became hot, Fang Chen was a little uncomfortable, but he still nodded.

"Okay, good, this group of miscellaneous pieces, kill well!" the horse-faced young man suddenly slapped his thigh and said excitedly. Immediately, he swept away his previous indifference, and said eagerly towards Fang Chen: "Xuantian Hall is not in this North Mountain, you go and clean it up, and I will take you there later." ”

"Thank you, brother. Fang Chen clasped his fists again and bowed. That group of hunters were all disciples of the Chiming Sect, and for each one killed, the Ziyang Sect would have a corresponding reward, like Fang Chen, who had almost killed nine out of ten hunters in the mountain road, how big would this reward be? He didn't know, but obviously, he was unwilling to give up this wealth.

"Go, pack up and come here, I'll be here for you. The horse-faced young man waved his hand and said, his expression no longer as cold as at the beginning.

Nodding, Fang Chen turned around and walked towards the house.

There are rows of houses here, although they are not large, but they are more numerous. Even if Fang Chen and his party have one room per person, there is still room for them.

Fang Chen chose one at random, then pushed the door in, and just as he was about to close the door, a figure suddenly crossed the threshold and walked into the room where Fang Chen was.

"I'll stay with you. ”