Which force is the Famous Sword Valley, Su Jun has long had no impression.

After all, when he cleaned up these sect forces, he cleared more than a dozen in a few days, how could he remember the names of them all.

The matter of being blocked by someone was just a small episode on the way of Su Jun and others, and Su Jun himself didn't take it to heart at all.

However, Fang Ying and the other technicians didn't have time to be happy, and suddenly fell into a speechlessness again.

They originally thought that someone could stop Su Jun and let them and the others rest, but they didn't expect that it would end like this.

......

At Su Jun's strong request, everyone finally arrived at the Hongyan Mountain Range early the next morning.

Of course, the martial artists in Su Jun and Xue Yige's team didn't feel anything about this level of hurrying, and they all looked energetic.

But the technicians led by Fang Ying were different, they didn't have such a physique, and almost all of them stared at the dark circles under their eyes.

Fang Ying said to Su Jun with a calm face: "Mr. Su, combing the spatial passage is a very dangerous task, if you don't let us get enough rest......"

"It's okay, if you die, it's mine, and the Federation will give you a pension. Su Jun said calmly.

"Is this a pension issue?!" Fang Ying couldn't help but roar, not at all like a lady on weekdays.

"So what's the problem?"

Fang Yingyin's teeth clenched, she wanted to smash a punch into the other party's face—although she also knew that this kind of action would not work at all.

Standing in front of him was an official member of the Holy Martial Palace, who held the position of deputy director of the Internal and External Affairs Department of the Red Mansion, and must be a martial artist at the level of divine will.

And she's just an ordinary person.

Fang Ying held back this breath stiffly, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone's state is not very good, if the combing progress is too slow, please forgive Director Su." ”

"It only takes three days to groom normally, and I'll only give you three days. Su Jun said mercilessly, "If you can't open the passage for three days, it will be regarded as a failure of your mission." ”

"You ......" Fang Ying suddenly glared at Su Jun directly, as if he was going to swallow Su Jun.

Of course, Su Jun didn't care about this kind of forced gaze, and looked directly at Fang Ying with an indifferent gaze.

The two looked at each other, and in the end, of course, Fang Ying was defeated, she couldn't say a word, and left the place with her fists clenched.

......

"The surname Su doesn't treat us as human beings at all!" said a young man with glasses in the technical team slapping the table vigorously and in a loud voice that couldn't be suppressed.

"Be quiet. A middle-aged man next to him shook his head helplessly, "If they really hear it, I'm afraid there is more reason to force us to work." ”

"We are not migrant workers, why should we ......?"

"Don't you have any points in your heart?" another young man sneered, "In the eyes of those high-ranking martial artists, we are just skilled migrant workers!"

The status of the warrior is far above that of ordinary people, which is a class division that has been handed down from ancient society.

In those days, social development depended on warriors, and social rule also depended on warriors. The power of a warrior is enough to fight against the army, which all shows the strength of the warrior.

Even after the modern era, this class gap still exists, but it is more subtle than it was back then.

Su Jun has always been very clear about this.

The Confederation was established because of the Holy Temple, not some human rights revival or other social change. From this point of view, the rule of the warrior over society has never changed.

Fang Ying always remained silent, listening to everyone's quarrel like this, and didn't speak until a long time later: "Don't make any noise." ”

The captain's majesty had an effect at this moment, and everyone fell silent in unison, waiting for the twenty-eight-year-old woman to speak.

"After this mission, I will exit the Red Mansion. ”

Her words shocked the rest of the people at the same time, and some people dissuaded them again and again.

"Xiaofang, this can't be ......"

"Yes, Captain Fang, with our skills, where else can we go without the Red Mansion?"

Although they are very dissatisfied with the arrogance of the warriors, the treatment of the Red Mansion is indeed very good, and the space passage technology they have learned, what use can they use when they leave the Red Mansion?

When the time comes, raising a family is a problem, how can a group of people make such a determination.

Fang Ying shook her head firmly: "In the future...... Maybe I'll come back to you, or maybe I won't have a chance to see you again. This is our last task, so let's do it with your heart. ”

......

At the same time, in a cellar deep in the Red Mansion, Xing Zhiguo was holding a jar of old wine and walked in slowly.

"Old Xing, you are still good to me, knowing that I am locked up here, and you specially brought me wine to drink!" A voice that seemed to be old and young sounded inexplicably, but the cellar was still empty, so it was not weird.

Xing Zhiguo, who is now retired, smiled freely, put the wine jar on the table and said: "Don't get me wrong, this wine is not for you to drink, it is for you to watch me drink." ”

There was a long silence in the cellar, and it wasn't until a long time later that a figure slowly appeared in front of Xing Zhiguo.

This man has an old face, but the skin of his body is smooth like a baby, and his figure is tall and does not show any old age.

Many people know that there is an old god stick living in the Red Mansion, but no one knows what his name is, because everyone calls him Lao Shen Stick, or Lao Bai - as for whether he is surnamed Bai or not, no one knows.

"I've made some new discoveries lately, do you want to know?" said the old god stick, he could only smile.

"Let's talk about it first. Xing Zhiguo was completely unmoved, but said indifferently.

It's not the first time he's dealt with this old god, so it's so easy to be fooled.

The old god stick never lies, but the new discovery he said could also be that he had a blister on his face again, and the old king next door went to steal someone's wife.

It's just that the old god stick said seriously this time: "Be careful of scholars." I see that in the not-too-distant future, a group of scholars will openly rebel against the Holy Martial Temple. ”

"Scholar?" Xing Zhiguo was stunned, and then showed a ridiculous look, "You must be dizzy, those guys I can kill a regiment with one fist." ”

"It's true. The old god stick said solemnly, "A woman, surnamed Fang, is twenty-eight years old...... She should also be a scholar, and she will be a key figure in the future. Find her, then kill her. ”

The strange color on Xing Zhiguo's face became more and more intense, but he had always chosen to believe the words of the old god stick, and this time was of course no exception.

"I'll do it. ”

For a martial artist of his status, killing an ordinary scholar was really nothing.

He himself is an honorary agent of the Red Mansion, and he has already stepped down from his position, so he is not afraid of any consequences at all.

Xing Zhiguo put the wine jar in front of the old god stick: "Where should I go to find her?"

"I don't know, but if there is such a thing, she will show up on her own. ”