At the top of the pavilion, on a terrace that stretched out like sharp corners, several men and women in pale green robes stood at this time.

One of the men, with waist-length hair, picturesque eyebrows, and skin as delicate and smooth as porcelain, wore a green robe with two hooks that clearly extended from his shoulders. Like a shoulder armor.

If the beauty of the fiction is as beautiful as a woman, then the beauty of this person is the neutral beauty of both men and women.

Delicate facial features, flawless skin, smooth and neat waist-length black hair, and a light and beautiful temperament as gentle as jade.

This is the vice president of the shrine, who can lead this mixed force of mortals and declining military schools to compete with the Saiyan space for many years. There is no doubt about the personality charm and excellence of Fang Cunjian.

Lu Jialu was also dressed in a green robe, standing among the several people behind him, quietly looking at the beautiful man who was one of the supreme leaders of the mysterious shrine.

"So, the Redwood Master has agreed to make a deal with us? Have you made an appointment for a time and place? Fang Cun turned his head and asked softly.

Lu Jialu nodded.

"Yes, Brother Bai readily agreed to support us with food, but I just hope to exchange it for the exercises at the general meaning level."

"Fair trade is also a matter of course." Fang Cunjian smiled and said, "Anyway, I don't have much else in the shrine, but martial arts are enough." Since Captain Bai has an old relationship with Jialu and does not exclude contact with us, is it possible to cooperate with him for a long time? ”

Lu Jialu recalled Bai Shixi's personality, shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly. "I'm afraid not, this friend of mine, with an extremely egoistic personality, mostly acts domineeringly, and only believes in power, although I have been friends with him for a short time, but only a few things can see his personality.

Brother Bai is a man, bold and careful, brave and diligent, and seems to be reckless, but every time he makes a move, he must have a greater certainty, and only when he judges that he can defeat the weak with the strong, he will act brazenly. Otherwise, most of them are based on temptation and patience. ”

Fang Cunjian nodded appreciatively.

"It's really a hero, so heroic, it's a big pity that I can't join my shrine."

"The owner of the club hasn't been sure whether he is a military school hawk or not, so you want to recruit people into the club." One of the people beside Lu Jialu couldn't help but say helplessly. "In my opinion, this white army commander, since he is a military academy bloodline, and at the same time a subordinate of the Zhuge family, is at most secretly trading and cooperating with our shrine, don't even think about joining anything."

"Brother Bao is right." Lu Jialu nodded in agreement, "The members of the Liao faction military academy who have such a gentle attitude towards ordinary people like the one in the shrine are a minority after all. Most military schools enjoy the privileges that come with hawks ruling over civilians.

They are accustomed to being on the top, and it is impossible for them to put aside their prejudices and live in peace with the common people, without breaking all the rules with violence. 35xs”

"Jialu is right, he is from the Rand Federation clan, so he can naturally see a lot of situations clearly. A demonic force like Saiyan Space can be in power in a dignified position, what else can't the hawkish military academy do? "That big brother is shaking his fists.

"There's always going to be an opportunity." Fang Cun shook his head slightly. "But that old-timer from our shrine in the Sequoia Army, have you seen Jialu this time?"

Lu Jialu nodded slightly: "See, the senior didn't talk to me, just gave me a cylinder and asked me to come back and open it again." ”

He slowly took out a fist-thick bamboo tube from his sleeve and handed it to Fang Cunjian.

"Thank you for your hard work, you all go down to rest, and then trade grain, and you have to trouble Jia Lu to go in person." With a flick of his fingers, a trace of subtle and invisible internal qi suddenly soared out of the air, accurately landing on the right shoulder of Lu Jialu and several people present, and the internal qi melted into the skin under their clothes like water flowing into the sea.

Lu Jialu suddenly felt trembling all over, his body was warm and uncomfortable, knowing that this was the owner of the society who used his own skills to cleanse their bodies and recuperate their dark wounds, and hurriedly bowed his hand to Fang Fang inch in gratitude, and then turned around and left respectfully with several other people.

This kind of recuperation is extremely time-consuming and laborious, and just like this, most of the day's meditation practice will come to naught. And this kind of dedication is accustomed to being taken for granted in the shrine, and many people have received their help.

After waiting for Lu Jialu and the others to leave, Fang Cun gently picked up the bamboo tube and touched the sealing wax at the mouth of the cylinder, and suddenly the red sealing wax silently turned into powder and sprinkled naturally.

Pinching the scroll of paper, Fang Cun first looked at it calmly, and as he viewed more and more contents, his eyes lit up slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Syllable.

The paper roll was suddenly crumpled into a ball, and in the blink of an eye, it was shaken into yellow powder by the internal force, and then scattered from his fingers, floating out of the terrace, evenly blown by the wind towards the pale green pool.

"Someone." Fang Cun said aloud.

"I've seen the owner!" A figure dressed in a green suit and wearing the same green mask hurriedly appeared on the pavilion square under the terrace, kneeling on one knee towards the square inch above.

"Go and ask Master Gu Xinggu Gu to come and talk about it." Fang Cun smiled.

"Yes."

The green figure got up, his feet on the ground a little, and actually rose into the air one after another, so fast that he flew away in a few clicks

Gu Xinggu sat in the center of the Weilu Hall, motionless, his thoughts were rolling, his face was joyful and sad, but his eyes flickered slightly, and his white knuckles were clenched, it could be seen that he was quite excited at this time.

The shrine is a mixed association of the spirit masters who are unwilling to be enslaved among mortals, and the Liao faction, who is gentle on mortals in the military academy, to fight against the hawkish military academy and the monster ghost.

Therefore, in terms of status, the spiritual products belong to the association relationship with the Liao faction military academy, not subordination.

But because of the strength gap between Lingpin and the children of the military academy, in the shrine, they have always been very aggrieved, whether it is a mission or something else, most of them have to rely on the children of the military academy.

Even if the group of old immortals represented by him Gu Xinggu are all spiritual masters, because they are pure martial artists, their strength cannot reach the Xuan level, and they are all treated equally and regarded as weak logistics personnel.

As a result, in various tasks, they have always been assigned to do logistics and auxiliary intelligence work, and over time, they have become synonymous with weak and weak groups.

The most terrifying thing is that the entire shrine, whether it is the children of the military academy or a large part of their own spiritual masters, slowly began to take this division of labor for granted, and mortals can only do side work such as logistics and intelligence. No matter how hard you try, you will not be an opponent of a military school.

"If there is no hope sent by the owner of this trip, if this continues, the bad voice against us in the shrine will become louder and louder for a long time, and I am afraid that even all the spiritual products will only think that they can only do the work of the old, weak, sick and disabled.

Once all your hopes are pinned on snatching the spirit weapon demon soldiers, what is the difference between such a thought and those military schools of the hawks?

(End of chapter)