On the beams of the courtyard, the building is engraved with two large characters painted with gold, and the vermilion door is closed.

On the steps below, hundreds of young men dressed as beggars sit.

These people were dressed in patches and dirt, and they looked like they were dusty.

But how sharp are Ling Feng's eyesight?

He could see at once that these hundreds of young men were all with thin skin and tender flesh, red lips and white teeth, and they did not look like people who slept in the open and begged day and night.

Even a few young people twisted their bodies from time to time at this moment, and it was obvious that they couldn't get used to wearing these coarse cloth clothes at all.

Ling Feng became more and more puzzled in his heart, and couldn't help but probe the aura of these young people.

Under this probing, the face is even more strange.

Because he found that each of these hundreds of young men was an awakened person, half of them were cultivated in Shenqiao, and a few had reached life and death.

No matter how high the grade of the Kyushu Continent is, no matter how many geniuses there are, the awakened can eat wherever they go, right?

How can it be reduced to begging on the streets?

Thinking of this, Ling Feng endured the doubts in his stomach and walked towards the door with a calm face.

"Boy, Stand ......"

A young man who was dressed sloppily than Ling Feng and looked more pitiful than Ling Feng stood up suddenly, with an unkind look on his face, and said coldly, "Don't you know the rules at all?"

"What rules?"

Ling Feng paused, his brows furrowed.

"Don't pretend to be crazy and stupid in front of us, it's useless. ”

Another unkempt, thin young man like a bamboo pole said, "You think we didn't know you were here for Bing Yu'e?"

"What Bing Yu'e?"

Ling Feng asked in confusion.

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration, could this Bing Yu'e be Ice Vortex?

With the supernatural power that took away the power of the Ice Whirlpool soul, he would definitely not choose to reincarnate and recultivate, wasting time.

It is very likely that the soul of the ice swirl will be directly injected into the brain of a young girl, and the flowers will be grafted.

"Tell you not to pretend. ”

The unkempt young man who was deliberately dressed up said: "In this Lanling City, who doesn't know that Bing Yu'e looks like a country and a city, and she is the eldest lady of the Bing family, the reason why we gathered at the door of Bing's house on a cold day is to blend in with the Bing family and see the demeanor of the beauty." ”

"What?"

Ling Feng was completely dumbfounded, and turned to a speechless expression.

This man really has his own hobbies.

Most cultivators are keen on cultivation, but there are also a few who are not doing their jobs, such as the hundreds of young men at the moment.

"The hundreds of us on the field are not vegetarians, and the family also has a head and face in Lanling City. ”

Seeing Ling Feng's look of surprise, the sloppy young man thought that Ling Feng was afraid of him, and threatened: "You'd better get acquainted with each other, don't fight Bing Yu'e's idea, otherwise, we will definitely beat you all over the ground to find your teeth." ”

As he spoke, he raised his embroidered fist proudly.

Ling Feng shook his head speechlessly, and subconsciously retreated dozens of feet, away from this group of straw bales.

With his current cultivation, he can easily kill these hundreds of young people who don't know what to do with his fingernails.

But each other's realms and visions are different, if Ling Feng really cares about them, he will undoubtedly lose his worth.

Just when Ling Feng was sitting in an inconspicuous corner, wondering how to see the ice swirl, suddenly a goose-feather snow began in the gloomy sky, and it fell to the ground one after another.

As soon as the snow rose, Ling Feng couldn't help but think of Yi Yi unconsciously.

I don't know what her situation is now, will she defeat the snow beast that the ice eye has turned into, or will it become the food for the snow beast?

"Squeak!"

Just when Ling Feng was in a trance, the closed vermilion door finally opened.

An old man who looked like a housekeeper and an elderly woman with white hair and a grandmother walked out of the gate.

By their side, there were also a few big men who cultivated in the realm of life and death, and looked powerful and powerful.

Of course, this Kong Wu is only aimed at some sparse ordinary people, and in Ling Feng's eyes, these guards are as unbearable as paper paste.

The moment the old man who looked like a butler stepped out of the door, hundreds of young men dressed as beggars on the steps stood up and stared at him in unison.

"Hey, Steward Tian, it seems that there are a lot fewer people who come to participate in the assessment of my Bing family's subordinates this time, why are there only hundreds of people?"

The old lady behind her, who didn't know the truth, muttered.

Ling Feng in the corner couldn't help but pout.

There must have been a lot of people like Ling Feng before, but they had already been driven away by a group of young people in front of the steps, could there be a lot of people?

"You guys are all the people who came to my Bing family to participate in the selection?"

The old man who looked like a housekeeper glanced at the young men dressed around him with crooked melons and cracked dates, and said without being salty or light: "You guys are really cold, you must have put a lot of thought into it, right?"

Obviously, from this slightly ridiculous sentence, it can be heard that this butler of the Ice Family must have experienced most of this kind of screening before, and he knows the true identity of these people at the moment.

"Steward Tian, we ......"

In fact, a young man dressed as a beggar with a flattering smile on his face, was about to make a big fuss, and immediately interrupted the impatient Tian steward.

"Okay, I don't care what purpose you have for entering my Bing family, whether it's to make a living, make a living, or be desperate......

Steward Tian waved his hand impatiently and said, "Anyway, everything must be in accordance with the rules, and there are three kinds of assessment ...... for the selection of subordinates this time."

Speaking of this, he paused, glanced at the hundreds of young men around him who were looking forward to it, and said: "This first type is miserable, my master Bodhisattva heart, whoever has the most miserable life experience is the one who has passed the first assessment." ”

"Steward Tian, please have mercy on the poor villain. ”

Steward Tian's voice fell, and immediately someone softened on the ground, whimpering and mourning: "I have an eighty-year-old grandmother and a son who is waiting to be fed, and the family's livelihood is all on me. ”

"Mama Rong, do you think his background is pitiful?"

Steward Tian sneered, glanced at Mama Rong beside him, and said noncommittally.

"The livelihood of the whole family is on him, and if he does not earn money, the whole family will starve. ”

That Mama Rong was seventy or eighty years old, and her reaction was slow, and she obviously didn't hear the voice of Steward Tian, and said: "He is also pitiful, so let him pass the first miserable assessment." ”

"Mama Rong, although he has a difficult life, he is still old and young, and he can enjoy the warmth of family affection, but what about the villain?"

The unkempt man dressed up just now showed a look of anxiety, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said with a handful of tears and snot: "The villain's whole family has a hereditary terminal disease, you can see the thin body bones of the next person, just a few months ago, his parents passed away one after another, and the black-haired person sent the white-haired person, who can bear that kind of pain?"

raised his skinny, fleshless arm, and said with tears in his eyes: "In just a few months, because of excessive sadness, the villain has lost hundreds of pounds, and now I have nothing to worry about, I just want to go to Bingfu to be a villain...... Bingfu is my next home. ”