"What's wrong?" Du Hong turned his head and looked at Yin Luoluo in confusion, not knowing where her anger came from.

"Hmph......" Yin Luoluo turned his head away and ignored him.

"Why are women always angry for no reason...... Du Hong scratched his head, and whispered to Wang Qianchen: "If you have any news about Huang Sanye, give me a call, and I'll go!" ”

"Okay." Wang Qianchen nodded.

Now he is very sure that Du Hong is one of the people involved in his fate, although he is temporarily separated, but they will eventually be together!

Next, Bai Feiyang, Wei Zihua, Yin Luoluo, Ding Songran, Tan Zuo, Nie Rong and others also took the stage one after another, choosing their next place of work, either second-tier cities or third-tier cities, which are generally closer to their hometowns.

For example, Bai Feiyang went to Xichang City, Yin Luoluo went to Kuncheng, Ding Songran went to Jincheng, Tan Zuo went to Gusu City, and Nie Rong went to Jinling City......

Wei Zihua chose the capital of Jinxi Province: Dayuan City.

Luzhou City and Gaoping City both belong to Jinxi Province, and they can be regarded as closer to Wang Qianchen, but Dayuan City already has a captain of the Rock Realm, and there is a high probability that he will be a vice captain after he passes.

In short, everyone has a place to go, and it is also in line with their hearts.

After that, the demon slayer can no longer freely choose the place of work, but obeys the assignment and dispatch from above.

Although the number of demon slayers is large, each of them is carefully cultivated, and it can even be said to be an important weapon of the country, so the process that should be there is indispensable, everyone takes turns to hold the ceremony, and then arranges the next step, which does take time, and after a few hours, it is only half completed.

But no one at the scene felt irritable, and Song Chongjian, Si Yao and others were also very patient, encouraging and comforting these demon slayers one by one.

"Ringing bells—"

Song Chongjian's mobile phone rang suddenly. &o

As the commander-in-chief of the demon slayer, he is busy with official duties and often needs to answer phone calls, although today's occasion is important, some things are indeed inseparable from him. So every time I answer the phone, the person whose turn is quietly waiting.

But this time, after Song Chongjian answered the phone, his face changed slightly.

Then, he turned his head and whispered a few words to Si Yao.

In the next second, Si Yao's face also changed.

"Really?"

"Well, I'll go!"

Song Chongjian's face was solemn, and he immediately turned to leave, just when everyone was puzzled, Si Yao walked to the rostrum and said: "Something happened, Commander Song needs to deal with it personally, today's conversion ceremony is here for the time being, everyone go back to the dormitory first, and wait for Commander Song to come back before continuing!" ”

Everyone is getting more and more confused, not knowing what is going on, and even such an important conversion ceremony is going to be interrupted?

As if seeing everyone's confusion, Si Yao continued to smile and said, "It's not a big deal...... Let's go back first and wait for the announcement of the training camp! ”

After finishing speaking, Si Yao also left in a hurry with a few people.

Although she said that there was nothing wrong, the performance of many high-level executives still made everyone feel that something was wrong, and the audience was naturally chaotic and chattering.

"What's going on, why did it suddenly stop?" Wei Zihua, who was admiring his cloak, looked puzzled.

"The Demon Ancestor has issued a war letter, and he wants to fight to the death with Commander Song!" Wang Qianchen said in a deep voice.

No one else heard the conversation between Song Chongjian and Si Yao, but Wang Qianchen did.

"Demon Ancestor?! That Demon Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Demon Society?! Wei Zihua looked surprised.

"Yes!" Wang Qianchen nodded, he couldn't have heard it wrong, it was that demon ancestor!

"God, how can you fight to the death......" Wei Zihua was still a little unacceptable.

"I don't know, Commander Song didn't say it, but the deputy commander of the division has already entered a state of first-level alert...... "Wang Qianchen was also worried, because he had heard Mr. Red Mansion and other demons say that the demon ancestor was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years, his strength was extremely strong, his mana was unfathomable, and even the strongest of the human race had to join forces to compete with him.

Of course, Wang Qianchen hoped that this was made up by the monsters, but what if it was true?

Song Chongjian and him go head-to-head, isn't it certain that he will die?

"Commander Song should be sure that he can take the battle letter, right?" Wei Zihua asked with a frown.

"I hope so......" Wang Qianchen muttered to himself, but he still couldn't help but worry in his heart, after all, Si Yao and they are also facing the enemy now!

"It should be fine." In his consciousness, there was a faint voice from the bricks: "Demon Ancestor don't meddle in your business." "Slab brick said like a few treasures.

“…… What the is this peaceful coexistence, isn't this bullying? Wang Qianchen was speechless.

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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.

The younger brother Shen Ci looked at Shen Luo's gaze and dodged, and it was actually a little similar to those subordinate gods.