"Yechen, I want to join!"

"Yechen, do you accept those who haven't graduated?"

The dean on the side shook his head and said, "Good boy, you are digging the corner of my academy." ”

Yechen smiled at the dean again, hearing her teasing, it meant that she was not angry, Yechen thanked him, and then continued to say loudly: "Everyone, my Yejia has limited resources, it is impossible to recruit too many people, I only recruit fifty people, if you are interested, you can go to my night house to sign up first, and someone will receive you." When I come back from the Yin Mountain Trial, I will personally select the members, and even if I can't choose them, I will send a Xuanyin Pill as a thank you. ”

Although there are tens of thousands of students in Jiangyin Academy, Yechen's vision is too high, even if he only picks fifty people, he is the tallest among the shorts, and he is really too short of manpower recently, and he urgently needs to train a group.

With the expansion of the industry, the more masters are cultivated, the more wealth can be created for Yechen.

Thinking back then, as the Emperor of Death, he only needed an order, and the entire empire was running, and one hundred and eight princes were busy breaking his legs before and after the saddle, and sending a steady stream of resources into the imperial palace.

As for sending Xuanyin Dan, because Yechen hopes that more people will sign up, especially some young children from poor families, some people think that they are not talented enough because of their poor background and low strength, and they dare not come to Yefu, if there is really a genius who misses it, it will be a pity, even if he finds out in the future, he missed the time for his collective training, and he does not have so much effort to re-cultivate a batch.

Therefore, Yechen wants to use the Xuanyin Pill to attract as many people as possible.

"Alright, everyone, my words are over, the Night Mansion has prepared enough Xuanyin Pills, waiting for you to come. ”

After Yechen finished speaking, the dean finally announced the end of today's assessment, and everyone began to disperse.

The dean stood in front of Yechen with a smile and said with a smile: "Student Yechen, someone wants to see you, can you take a step to speak." ”

"Good!" replied Yechen.

A middle-aged officer wearing half-body armor came to Yechen, slapped his right hand heavily on his left chest, which was regarded as a military salute to Yechen, and then said: "Hello, I am Qin Jun, the centurion of the Imperial Night Hades Army, and now I invite you on behalf of the Night Hades Army, hoping that you can join our military, with your qualifications, our military will not be stingy in cultivating you." ”

After finishing speaking, he waited for Yechen's answer.

Yechen shook his head and said, "You go, I have no intention of joining any forces." ”

The middle-aged man was a little surprised, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know that with your talent, few people can teach you, and our military happens to be one of the forces that can teach you." ”

Yechen sneered, and then shook his head again: "The person who can teach me has not been born yet." With that, Yechen turned to leave.

Looking at Yechen's back, after Yechen gradually faded away, the middle-aged man suddenly laughed in a low voice: "The person that our military fancies, how can you let you leave easily, we will meet again." ”

The dean of Jiangyin College smiled apologetically: "This lord, I can only help you get here." ”

"Hehe, it doesn't matter. With a smile, the middle-aged officer left alone.

When Yechen walked to the door, Yang Zikun stopped him and said with a smile: "How about drinking?"

Yechen said: "Are you alone?"

Yang Zikun laughed and said, "In this Jiangyin City, is anyone else qualified to drink with us?"

Yechen said lightly: "There is some truth, let's go." Go to Wangjiang Tower, I'll do the east. ”

"Well, I've got good wine. Yang Zikun said with a smile.

Zhang Yun and the others insisted on the game for more than two days, and they were already very sleepy, Yechen asked Yesheng to send them back to Yefu, and together with Yang Zikun, they walked towards Wangjiang Tower.

It's the morning of the third day, and the streets are full of people.

A farmer carried a load of vegetables and passed by Yechen's side, and when he walked past Yechen's position, he suddenly felt a long knife that stabbed Yechen in the lower abdomen.

The old farmer, who had passed by Yechen, was barefoot, with a hat, his feet were covered with mud, and the skin on his face was even darker, no different from the skin that had been exposed to the sun for a long time.

There are too many such people on this street, and no one will pay attention to this kind of people.

However, the one who passed by Yechen was just a killer, and he shot ruthlessly without hesitation.

"Be careful!" Yang Zikun on the side shouted loudly after reacting.

The killer's knife is fast, and even better yet, it comes silently and unguardable.

"Clank!" the metal slammed over the blade, and the killer looked in the direction of the blade in shock, seeing Yechen's fingers gripping the blade, preventing the long knife from advancing for half a minute.

When the blow failed, the killer immediately let go of the long knife and retreated, trying to escape.

Yechen sneered, and threw out the long knife that was clamped with his right hand, the long knife slashed across the ground, swept the killer's feet, and the killer's calf was cut off by Qi Qi under the long knife, and the killer who looked like an old farmer stumbled and fell to the ground.

Yechen stepped forward and stepped on the old farmer's back, but saw that the old farmer's body was stiff, and black blood slowly flowed out of his mouth.

Yang Zikun stepped forward, squatted down, and suddenly tore the old farmer's shirt, only to see a palm-sized grimace tattooed on the old farmer's back.

Yang Zikun looked back at Yechen with some differences, and said, "How could you mess with them?"

Yechen frowned and asked, "Who are they, and what does this tattoo represent?"

Yang Zikun was even more surprised: "You can even see my origin, but you don't know about them?"

"The Great Names?" Yechen murmured, "These are the Soul Lost Regiment. ”

The people he provoked, there is only such a force that can be called famous by Yang Zikun.

Yang Zikun put down the old peasant's clothes, got up and nodded: "Yes, it's them, it seems that you really provoked them." ”

Yechen said lightly: "Some time ago, I ended up with a branch of them, but I didn't expect their reaction to be slow. ”

"You're amazing. Yang Zikun gave a thumbs up to Yechen, "These people don't stop until they achieve their goal, you have to be careful." ”

Yechen said indifferently: "They are looking for death, although it is better to come." Let's go, there is Wangjiang Tower in front. ”

Food, wine, looking at the turbulent river, Yechen drank a lot of wine.

During the banquet, Yechen did not ask Yang Zikun about the purpose of coming to Jiangyin City, so as not to cause embarrassment, after all, there are not many people who can let Yechen sit together and are interested in drinking, and at present, Yang Zikun is barely qualified.

Yang Zikun didn't go to explore the secrets of Yechen, and the two had only one purpose, to drink.

Three hours later, the banquet stopped, and Yechen and Yang Zikun went downstairs and said goodbye at the door of the restaurant.