When Zhen Cheng's several women quarreled in a mess, Han Yong was also anxious and troubled.

For those who work in Tai Liquid Pool, there is no secret in the strict sense. What's more, Han Mang suddenly wants to prepare to establish such a semi-open secret.

Seeing off the No. 7 leader, Han Yong held a note with a string of names written on it. A department-level unit can be an establishment of 50 people or an establishment of 100 people, it depends on how well Han Yong's scale is grasped.

But no matter how many establishments there are, because there are too many people coming into the fortress, the number of applicants in Han Yong's hands is almost more than three hundred.

The people who can hand over the list to Han Yong are not something that Han Yong can scold loudly. The seven core leaders of the country and the five cores of the military department, Han Yong must be taken seriously, because these people are not as simple as just having an establishment, but they want their own people to become the backbone of Hanmang.

The list of Gu Feifei is impressive, and this is the name that Huang Yiyi helped report.

Sen Ye's list also unexpectedly appeared in the list, which made Han Yong a little crazy, does Han Mang still need a mediocre talent who doesn't even dare to kill a chicken?

The supernumerary members of the Dragon Group are also on the list, if Zhen Cheng knows, it is estimated that he will be scolded, is Han Mang picking up rags?

More than two months passed, and Han Yong was made to live by these troublesome things. Even when protecting No. 1 encountered the most complicated tasks, Han Yong never felt so powerless.

"Stinky boy, come back with your death! I can't hold it anymore! Although No. 1 didn't ask Zhen Cheng's whereabouts, the anxious look on his face became more and more intense. Han Yong had already sent three groups of his subordinates to secretly search and wait for the Tianzhu Peak in Hanchang, but unfortunately, Zhen Cheng was still nowhere to be found, and there was no news.

"Uncle Han! What are you doing in a daze! Han Yong looked at the list in a daze, but he didn't notice that Gu Feifei and Huang Yiyi walked into his office, and it wasn't until he heard Huang Yiyi's crisp shout that Han Yong came back to his senses.

"Why are you here? It's almost time to start school, so why don't you prepare for it! Han Yong stood up with a smile and motioned for the two princesses to sit down.

"There are three days left, no hurry! Anyway, it's not far to go to Yanda, what is there to pack! Huang Yiyi replied simply, but she didn't know Weishenme, and the roots of her ears were a little red. ()

"You don't have to ask me, I don't know when Zhen Cheng will come!" Han Yong didn't need to ask, he also knew that Huang Yiyi Weishenme would come to see him. Seeing the two of them sitting still, they took the lead in answering the question that Huang Yiyi wanted to know the most.

"No news yet?" Huang Yiyi's expression was gloomy, and she asked again with a disappointed face.

"Nope! If there is any news, I will be the first to inform you! Han Yong patted his chest and reassured.

"I said don't come, you must come, now you are dead, right? Even if Zhen Cheng comes back, it's still a question whether he is happy to come to Yanda! Gu Feifei drank tea and gloated.

"you, I'm here when I'm down to business, okay? I didn't care about Zhen Cheng! Huang Yiyi said stiffly.

"What's your business? Aren't you just trying to Zhen Cheng? Gu Feifei picked up the teapot and continued to pour tea and drink it.

"Get out of the way!" Huang Yiyi scolded Gu Feifei, looked at Han Yong and said seriously, "Uncle Han, I want to sign up!" ”

"What's your name?" Han Yong asked suspiciously, "Didn't you finish helping Fei Fei register last time?" ”

"I'm going to participate in Hanmang, too!" Huang Yiyi said with a serious face.

"Poof!" When Gu Feifei heard Huang Yiyi say that he was going to participate in the cold mang, he squirted out a sip of tea, and looked at Huang Yiyi with a distorted expression on his face. "Damn, don't come here to joke, okay? What will you be? ”

"Yiyi, this is no joke! I am responsible for Hanmang's registration, but the selection is decided by Zhen Cheng! You don't have a specialty, you can't even pass my level! Han Yong didn't know what to say, so he patiently comforted, "Besides, does your grandfather know about this?" ”

"My article is very well written! I think that no matter which institution and department needs secretaries, I am suitable for this! I have a good image, and I am suitable to be the spokesperson of this organization! I am good at communicating, and I am suitable for the liaison of this department; My accounting is also okay, I can be responsible for the financial side! Huang Yiyi counted her fingers and said the work she was capable of one by one.

"Ox X! This can make you think of it, sisters, I am completely convinced! You still have a job to do, why didn't you say that? ”

"What work? Say it, say it! Huang Yiyi happily pulled Gu Feifei's arm and begged.

"Zhen Cheng is lonely, you can still chat with him; Zhen Cheng is thirsty, you can pour tea, you are most suitable for being a nanny! And Zhen Cheng has to continue the descendants, you can also have a son! After Gu Feifei finished speaking, he rushed directly to the door.

"Ahh Huang Yiyi glanced at Han Yong with a flushed face, screamed loudly and threw the teacup directly in the direction of Gu Feifei's escape, but unfortunately the accuracy was not good, the teacup fell on the door frame, and the crisp sound of porcelain breaking stimulated Han Yong's nerves. "Sign me up, zaijian!" Huang Yiyi chased to the door and turned around and shouted loudly to Han Yong.

"Sign up, sign up!" Han Yong smiled bitterly and lamented, "I will agree to anyone who wants to sign up in the future, and this offending thing will be left to Zhen Cheng's little brute to do well!" ”――

The subordinates sent by Han Yong to Tianzhu Peak paid too much attention to who Zhen Cheng was, but no one found out that there were other people on Tianzhu Peak besides Zhen Cheng.

The night once again shrouded Tianzhu Peak, and the whole mountain was unusually quiet, and occasionally the sound of small animals playing in the forest was heard, and it was like the stones on the mountain rolling down the forest.

"Where are we going now?" Suddenly coming down from the high Tianzhu Peak, Huo Qingluan had a feeling of being reincarnated. Looking at Deacon Tong, Huo Qingluan stood at the place where he was arrested half a year ago and asked suspiciously.

"You go back to your home, I'll go I should" understood! Thinking that he could go home, Huo Qingluan had an urge to cry!

"You have good talents, go back and practice hard and work hard, it won't take too long to break through the late stage! When facing the late stage of the Earth Rank, wearing this mask, you will have a quarter of an hour to have the strength of the early stage of the Heavenly Stage, but remember, you only have three chances like this! Seeing Huo Qingluan carefully putting the mask in his arms, the copper deacon was very worried and said, "The mantra is on the back of the bronze mask, just chant the mantra before using it!" ”

"Xiexie, your guidance for half a year!" Huo Qingluan saw the concern on Deacon Tong's face, and his heart was suddenly a little moved, his knees weakened, and he knelt down directly to Deacon Tong.

"No need! The responsibilities of a copper deacon in this life are enough for you to bear! Remember, once you fail in your duties, your entire Huo family will be wiped out! I don't want it to happen to you! Tianzhu Peak, don't go up again, maybe it won't be long before the stone wall above it will shatter and collapse! "The voice of the bronze deacon was at first close, but gradually it became distant and ethereal. When Huo Qingluan kowtowed three heads and then raised his head, where was the figure of Deacon Tong.

Huo Qingluan slowly got up, looked back at Tianzhu Peak again, and there was a little loss and sadness in his eyes. Zhen Cheng has been dead for more than two months, and at the beginning, Huo Qingluan still hoped and fantasized about the appearance of a miracle, but now, Huo Qingluan can only silently mourn for Zhen Cheng who he hates to the bone in his heart.

Deacon Tong and Huo Qingluan would not have left so quickly, but they didn't know that the water in the hot spring had suddenly cut off after two months. The silver hook and iron painting on the stone wall, Huo Qingluan, has already comprehended seven or eight points under the guidance of Deacon Tong, and it is worthless to stay on the top of the mountain any longer.

As time passed, the anxiety on Deacon Tong's face became more and more intense, so he chose such a dark night, and Huo Qingluan came down from Tianzhu Peak with the help of Xiao Hei.

"Farewell, Tianzhu Peak!" Looking at the ragged clothes on his body, Huo Qingluan sighed lightly, turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared on the winding path in an instant.

Whether it is a mountain or a water, it has a memory; Remember both sadness and joy. The copper deacon who left was gloomy, because Zhen Cheng's death was his inner demon, and that sense of guilt tormented him all the time, so his departure was helpless. It was not so much telling Huo Qingluan not to go to Tianzhu Peak again, but more like giving himself an admonition and admonition.

Huo Qingluan's departure was happy, because in half a year, he broke through the first order, which is probably a luxury that all people who practice ancient martial arts can hardly expect in their lifetime.

Those who leave are happy, but what happens to those who remain? What's more, he also sadly fell into the bottom of Tianzhu Peak, but he has been sleeping in a coma The hot spring capped by Tianzhu Peak is surprising, incomprehensible and unacceptable; But if Deacon Tong followed the small hole in the stone cave where Zhen Cheng fell to the bottom of the peak, he would definitely be even more shocked by what he saw. In that pitch-black peak, there was actually a mixture of cold black icicles and warm spring water, and the spring water surrounded the black icicles, desperately trying to weaken it and strengthen itself, but the black soldier pillar was like an indifferent man who suddenly refused the temptation from outside. I don't know how many years have passed, but the icicles are still black ice, and the hot springs are still steaming.

Between the fierce confrontation between the black icicles and the hot springs, Zhen Cheng, who had recovered his original appearance, was lying like a dead man, stained with black dried blood!

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