As for the instructors who were bought, they said that because the recruits were not in danger of life, they did not interfere, and as for the leaked location or something, of course they resolutely refused to admit it!

In short, since Elder Ma dared to do such a thing, he must have arranged all the follow-ups.

However, Song Chongjian is not a vegetarian.

Ding Songran is the son of a high-level person, and Bai Feiyang is a genius disciple of Longhu Mountain, so there is really no way to judge them too strictly. But those instructors are different, these instructors generally have no background, so Song Chongjian can use some means.

- It sounds like Song Chongjian bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, doesn't he?

But this is also something that can't be helped, to be able to achieve his position, it is not enough to be selfless with an iron face, but also to weigh all aspects of forces and people.

In exchange for the truth at the lowest price, it was he who acted

Although his testimony alone could not form a chain of evidence, it was enough to cause Elder Ma a little trouble.

That night, Song Chongjian called Elder Ma.

Of course, Elder Ma denied it in every possible way, saying that he had never done such a thing, and that the instructor was framing him.

"Have you done it or not, please ask Elder Ma to come to the training camp tomorrow to explain it in person." Song Chongjian said in a deep voice.

“…… Good. Elder Ma couldn't refuse, but at the same time, he was ready to deal with it.

……

Early the next morning, many recruits who passed the examination came to the playground.

Song Chongjian, Si Yao and other high-level officials also sat on the rostrum, looking at everyone in the audience who was about to officially become demon slayers, and they all showed satisfied smiles.

The passionate music was still going on, many recruits stood in their seats, and while the team was not yet fully formed, Du Hong came to Wang Qianchen and whispered: "Yin Luoluo doesn't go to Luzhou City, her father asked her to stay in Kuncheng......"

"Well, it's okay, if you don't go, you won't go!" Wang Qianchen said indifferently.

"She asked me to go to Queenstown as well...... said that I was going to Queenstown, and promised to be with me! Du Hong whispered again, don't look at the fact that he and Yin Luoluo have a good relationship, but they have never become an official boyfriend and girlfriend, it is estimated that Yin Luoluo has taken into account the relationship between regions.

“…… Then you go! Wang Qianchen said immediately.

"Just kidding, I'm going to Kuncheng, won't I be a son-in-law? How can I be a genius disciple of Putuo Mountain, how can I do such a thing of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors and embarrassing people! Don't worry, I'm going to Luzhou City, this is what we said in advance! Du Hong grinned.

"Then you and Yin Luoluo ......"

"It's okay, if you have a fate, you will be together, and if you don't have a fate, you will be separated! Why is the big husband without a wife! Du Hong's face was full of indifference.

Wang Qianchen didn't want Du Hong to miss Yin Luoluo because of himself, how well the two matched, just like a golden boy and a girl, it had already become a good story in the training camp.

But he also knew that even if he didn't have his own business, Du Hong probably wouldn't have wronged himself to go to Kuncheng.

Du Hong is simply a typical example of machismo.

“…… Think about it yourself, Yin Luoluo is such a good girl, I really don't recommend you to miss it! Wang Qianchen didn't have a good impression of this girl at first, but after more contact, he found that she had a lot of advantages, enthusiastic, righteous, cheerful, and lively.

"Oh, there are a lot of good girls, isn't it a lot to catch them?" Du Hong said with a big grin.

Wang Qianchen knew that he didn't think like this in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it for the sake of face. Wang Qianchen has been with him for so long, of course he knows how much he likes Yin Luoluo!

Wang Qianchen still wanted to persuade a few more words, Song Chongjian was already on the stage to "feed", the conference was about to start, and Du Hong slipped back.

The scene also fell silent, and everyone's eyes were staring at the rostrum.

"First of all, congratulations to all of you, you have passed the final assessment and officially become a member of the ......" Song Chongjian smiled, swept over the audience one by one, and was about to say some more words, but when he saw Du Hong's impatient face, he couldn't help but feel a cold chill behind his back.

It would be too embarrassing to be embarrassed to be made unable to get off the stage in public by this thorn.

Immediately, Song Chongjian swallowed back those clichés and went directly to the most critical process: "Wang Qianchen, who ranks first in points, come to power!" ”

Under the attention of everyone, Wang Qianchen stepped forward.

Every high-level of the demon slayer shook hands with him and congratulated him, and then Si Yao handed it over, that is, the demon slaying knife, the demon suppression bell and the demon cape.

Wang Qianchen took the three-piece suit, tied his cloak, wore a demon slashing knife, and hung up the demon bell.

Song Chongjian handed over an identity plate that belonged to him, as well as a rebirth pill that was clear and green!

Wang Qianchen solemnly put away the nameplate and the rebirth pill.

From today on, Wang Qianchen is an official demon slayer!

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"Ahem", "ahem", ......

Shen Luo suddenly woke up from the bed in a subconscious cough, opened his mouth wide and took a few deep breaths, then quickly took out a small bottle from under the pillow, poured out a yellow sè ball the size of a bean grain and swallowed it.

He sat still on the bed for a while, feeling the tightness in his chest and the cold gradually subside, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

After Shen Luo smiled bitterly, he slowly put on the neatly folded clothes on the chair next to him, and then habitually glanced at the desk in the corner.

On the table is a pale yellow sè shabby book, on the surface of which is written "Chunhua Strange Stories" in five neat black sè characters.

Shen Luo frowned, then withdrew his gaze, slowly opened the door and walked out of the room.

"The eldest son."

Outside the door, there was a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy in Tsing Yi guarding there, and when he saw Shen Luo coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

In the distance, there are faintly large and continuous groups of houses, red tiles and white walls, and there are forty or fifty houses of various sizes combined.

"How many times did I cough last night? Are there any other movements? Shen Luo glanced at the little guy and asked lightly.

"Eldest Prince, you coughed thirteen times last night, and there was no other sound." The little guy had some blackened bags under his eyes, and replied, vaguely afraid of Shen Luo.

Shen Luo nodded, didn't ask anything more, and walked straight past the little guy.

The young man in Tsing Yi followed closely with interest.

After passing through several long corridors and a garden covering an acre of land, Shen Luo walked to a building that looked like a main hall.

When the two servant women standing in front of the hall saw it, they hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and Shen was also quite afraid of Shen Luo.

"Luo'er, you're here. How was your rest last night? Come in and have some ginseng soup. I asked someone to cook it for you. A man's concerned voice came from the hall.

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"With Lao's father worried, the child rested well last night." Shen Luoshen moved slightly, replied, and walked into the hall.

I saw that there was a round table full of delicacies in the hall, and several people were sitting around, and on the main seat was a middle-aged man in his forties, with slightly gray hair, and a little premature.

The middle-aged man was Shen Yuange, Shen Luo's father, and he looked at Shen Luo happily at the moment.

"Brother Luo is up! Xiaocui, hurry up and serve the ginseng soup, didn't you hear the master's instructions? A beautiful woman with beaded hair next to Shen Yuange barely smiled when she saw Shen Luo.

"There's Lao Erniang."

Shen Luo nodded lukewarmly at the woman.

"Big brother."

"Big brother."

A teenager and a young girl next to the woman also got up and said hello to Shen Luo, the two were about fourteen or fifteen years old, and their faces were three or four points similar to Shen Luo, they were his half-siblings, one was called Shen Ci, and the other was Shen Mumu.

The two were born to one child, but they reacted very differently to Shen Luo at the moment.