The green-shirted scribe sat on the bamboo chair and only nodded casually, without replying.

But Gongsun Jing's heart was already slightly relaxed, and when he raised his head, the green-shirted scribe was as unfathomable as ever, just sitting there slowly, and it filled all his sight, and everything in heaven and earth was eclipsed.

He had been a lieutenant in the army, so he naturally understood what this situation meant, and he couldn't help but be afraid in his heart, and his face became more and more respectful.

There was another person around the green-shirted scribe, looking at his figure, it should be a man, but he seemed to be relatively thin, dressed in a blue shirt, and his face was covered with a mask, which concealed his original appearance, and he only stood with his head down, although he couldn't see his expression clearly, but from the point of view of his body movements, he had great respect for the scribe.

This should be the disciple of this 'dragon head'......

Gongsun Jing had a slight realization in his heart.

This kind of body can be said to be a thin man, but it is not impossible to say that it is a young man who has not grown a skeleton.

However, why are you bringing your disciples here today?

Is it to be vigorously cultivated?

At this point, a streamer suddenly appeared in the corner of his eyes, and where Gongsun Jing's eyes fell, the originally divergent thoughts instantly stiffened, his pupils shrank, looking ahead, watching the masked man in the blue shirt spread out his right hand, watching a golden air flow entangle and emerge, turning into a golden dragon hovering in his palm.

I saw the golden dragon wrapped around the arm of the blue-shirted man.

The dragon looked back, as if looking at himself curiously.

Gongsun Jing's heart stopped beating almost instantly, and then accelerated wildly.

A large amount of blood poured into his brain, making his consciousness slightly dazed, as if in a dream, the blood flowed, and he almost heard a soft sound in his ears, like a tsunami, like the wind and sand raised by the desert.

So...... Such subtle control?

And while being able to control it so delicately, the breath has not leaked in the slightest, and it has not caused the slightest abnormality between heaven and earth.

Gongsun Jing gasped, his eyes moved away, and his head hung down and he didn't dare to look at it again.

There was a voice trembling in my heart.

Four products!

Only a master of the fourth rank or above can have this degree of control over the power of heaven and earth from the outside world, and the golden dragon is so agile, if it is said that he has crossed the four-rank pass and become the upper third-grade master of the grandmaster, he also believes it.

These judgments were completed almost instantly, and the middle-aged man was still calm in Wang Anfeng's eyes, and after saluting, he looked away, drooping, and behaved quite neatly, although he was respectful, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and he secretly praised it in his heart.

As everyone knows, his heart is like a thousand armies, fighting wantonly, and fighting in the dark.

He originally thought that the horror of this 'secret realm' was that it was unknown, that it was unfathomable, and that he didn't know the background of the dragon leader.

But at this time, a different opinion arises.

Sometimes, the more you know, the more terrifying it may become, and the little information you know will not make you feel a little at ease, but will shatter your expectations again and again, and make you understand how far away from the truth you have thought before.

Gongsun Jing closed his eyes slightly, covering his eyes so as not to be seen through, and a series of figures appeared in his mind.

There is a veteran of the battlefield who has shown a brave marksmanship before.

The self-proclaimed dragon head, the unfathomable dragon head in Tsing Yi.

And...... The man in front of him can finally see a little bit of the bottom.

It was the details he saw that gave him the final blow.

A powerhouse who is close to the realm of the upper three grades even with his disciples, how far can he reach the realm of his own cultivation, and how terrifying is an organization with several upper three grades, and is the power it shows......

At this point, Gongsun Jing cut off this thought, and emptied his brain, making himself feel like he was in the desert, and his mood was as calm as water, and he didn't dare to think about it again.

He was afraid that if he continued to think about it, he would completely surrender to this power and lose himself, like a puppet.

Gongsun Jing's face changed, and he could hide it from Wang Anfeng, but he couldn't hide it from the scribes.

Mr. Win leaned lazily on the bamboo chair, watching the man in front of him look frightened and frightened, and quickly regained his composure, with a lot of appreciation in his eyes.

The fingers lightly tapped on the armrest of the bamboo chair, making the sound of the jade bell dragon groaning, shaking left and right, washing distracting thoughts, Gongsun Jing's body shook slightly, only to feel that the suppressed thoughts completely dissipated in this sound, and he was refreshed for a while, his thoughts were accessible, and his internal strength was implicitly improved, and he was slightly happy in his heart, but he heard the voice in his ears at this time.

"Nice mood."

I was shocked in my heart, and when I raised my eyes, I saw the scribe leaning on the bamboo chair, his posture was lazy, his right elbow was supported on the armrest, and his palm was on top of the mask, although his face was all covered by the mask, but Gongsun Jing seemed to see the playful look, although he was admiring, but for some reason he heard the mockery and disdain, and his heart was depressed for a while, and the feeling of powerlessness became worse.

It's like being completely shrouded in shadows.

I don't see the day, I don't see the moon, I don't see the morning star.

But years of experience have given him enough experience and adaptability, raise his hand and salute, and say:

"It should not be praised by the dragon's head."

Mr. Win bowed his head casually, as if he didn't care, his fingers lightly tapped on the armrest, and said:

"You're here today, and you want to come...... Yes, the decision was made. ”

Gongsun Jing's body was slightly stiff, he never thought that the man in front of him would ask such a direct question, and the question was extremely sharp, he was speaking at the time when he was most powerless in his heart, and his mood was slightly unbalanced, but at this time, he had to send it, and after a little thought, he hugged his fists and saluted, and said:

"Nature."

The scribe was still lazy, and he didn't care when he got the answer, so he said casually: "You didn't take the jade slip last time, and you haven't taken what you want from this seat, so this time, go and see what you can do......

With a wave of his hand.

The surrounding environment is easy to change in an instant, from the top of the mountain, to the ground.

There is a spring murmuring, the bamboo forest is dense, a giant tree rises to the sky, I don't know how many forks are divided, like a dormant dragon, stretching out of the branches, with a red line hanging down a jade card, this face is very shocking, Gongsun Jing looked up at the huge old tree, see that the green leaves cover the day, only the sunlight penetrates the gaps in the leaves, casting spots, the brain is already a blank.

Light is like rain.

At this moment, a slight stream of light appeared on those jade plates, and one of them broke free and fell towards Gongsun Jing.

The man instinctively held it in his hand, only felt that his hand was soft, it turned out to be a high-grade jade that he had never seen, and both sides were engraved with small and clear words in a very delicate way, and before he could see what was written on it, he saw the dragon head in Tsing Yi in front of him casually pointed to the blue-shirted man next to him, and said:

"After this day, you will be under his control."

"Call him the hall master."

"Any objections?"

Gongsun Jing knew that he had no room for bargaining at all, and he was shocked by the meaning of the title of 'hall master', but his face was still calm, and he turned to Wang Anfeng, who was still a little confused about the situation, and saluted, and said:

"Gongsun Jing, I've seen the hall master."

The voice paused slightly, and then he was slightly solemn, and said:

"The three thousand giant whale gang under his command are willing to drive for the hall master."

Wang Anfeng's heart shook when he heard this, and his face was completely covered by the mask, and he was not seen to be a problem, but he failed to respond, a touch of unhappiness appeared in the scribe's eyes, and the fingers behind him moved slightly, and he controlled Wang Anfeng's body with Ling Qi's strength, making him nod slightly at Gongsun Jing, which was regarded as a response.

Under the mask, there is a slight frown.

He looked at the young man next to him rather unkindly.

……………………………………………

Shomuro on the mountain.

Wu Changqing looked at the world that had changed not far away, with a slightly helpless look on his face, this world is no longer as complete as when he first came, the so-called change of heaven and earth, in fact, is not far from Shaomu Mountain, but the scribe used his own means to cover the sight of Wang Anfeng and the two.

He was outside, and he could see clearly.

The hand medicine book turned a new page, and the old man shook his head and muttered softly:

"I actually used the long-term love tree directly, it was a red rope jade slip for Qixi Festival."

"Sir, he's too ...... It's so nonsense. ”

PS: First update