"He took you to check Si Baihu's waist card, and he found it himself......" Looking at Zhao Yu with a hideous face, An Jianqing was somewhat confused.

A little-known little flag officer, how could Zhao Yu be so irritable?

Zhao Yu turned to look at Liuzi, the guy smiled innocently, reached out and scratched his head.

Found it yourself?

Zhao Yu wanted to select the dead soldiers, only An Jianqing and Jiang Yuyan knew, how could he, a small inspection department, know such a confidential matter?

"You ......"

Zhao Yu wanted to speak and stopped, how could he not know about it?

It's just that when the sixth son stood on the school ground, it was already too late.

Left behind, surviving the domineering medicinal strength of the heavenly medicine, will become a living dead without thoughts.

And leaving, Zhao Yu doesn't have to think about it to understand that the six sons who leave the school tonight may really not see the sun tomorrow.

Of course, according to his ability, if he wants to stop this, he can still do it.

It's just that after so many things, Zhao Yu understands that no matter who it is, no matter what you want to do, there will be trade-offs!

"My lord, the sixth son has followed you in the inspection department for many years, and he has never begged you, but today he ......"

The people who can enter the inspection department are not stupid at all, and the sixth son naturally understands the danger involved.

It's just that he is unwilling to be just a small flag officer of the inspection department who can't even be hereditary.

"Ask for the fulfillment of adults!"

The sixth son knelt on one knee and looked at Zhao Yu with eagerness.

The new emperor's secret decree, as long as he can be selected into this batch of dead soldiers, his five-year-old son can enter the tribute courtyard!

"That's it......"

Zhao Yu waved his hand, and then motioned for the sixth son to get up.

When everything was ready, An Jianqing ordered people to bring two large vats, which were filled with water.

And Zhao Yu took out the two sheepskin pouches that Erha had given him before from his arms, and raised his hand to pour the black heavenly medicine inside into the vat according to the amount.

In an instant, the entire Jinyi Guard School was filled with a pungent fishy smell.

On the school ground, everyone was holding a huge sea bowl in their hands, and An Jianqing gave an order, and the more than 20 dead soldiers standing in front of everyone took the lead in stepping forward.

Under the watchful eye of Zhao Yu and the others, each of the more than 20 people with unchanged faces scooped up a bowl of black water mixed with heavenly medicine from the vat and drank it all.

The rest of the people followed, each drinking a bowl of diluted heavenly medicine.

"Woo ......"

Just when the later people were still drinking the heavenly medicine in turn, the more than 20 dead soldiers in front of them had already taken effect.

Even they, who had experienced harsh training since childhood, fell to the ground with hideous faces at this moment, reaching out to grab their necks and chests into the blood troughs.

The terrible roar made the hearts of those who had not yet had time to drink the heavenly medicine tremble.

Several of them retreated after seeing the state of these people.

Before they could retreat, a cold light had already flashed, and three or five human heads fell on the school field.

"When I came, this commander made it clear that once you step into the Jinyi Guard School Field, you will not be able to fade!"

An Jianzhan was holding the new embroidered spring knife that was still dripping blood, and stared coldly at the rest of the people and said.

And Zhao Yu didn't say much at this time, after all, this kind of thing must not reveal the slightest news.

The rest of the people glanced at the dead heads, then gritted their teeth and stepped forward, pouring the heavenly medicine.

After a while, the whole school field was already wailing.

Xiao Liuzi tore his shirt with a hideous face, and grabbed his neck with both hands, as if he wanted to pull out the trachea with his hands.

Time passed little by little, and the twenty or so dead soldiers who drank the heavenly medicine first only staggered to their feet.

The rest of the people have become hideous corpses at this moment.

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Zhao Yu somewhat regretted his original decision.

It's just that he also knows that if he wants to achieve that crazy ideal, this step must be taken!

Screams, screams, fingers scratching blood gushing through veins......

This purgatory-like scene lasted for half an hour.

In the end, there were only one hundred and eight people left in the school field of nearly 300 people!

To Zhao Yu's surprise, the sixth son actually survived the domineering medicinal strength of the heavenly medicine.

Looking at the more than 100 people standing in front of him trembling slightly, Zhao Yu was somewhat surprised in his heart.

The diluted heavenly medicine is so domineering, how did the guy who killed the Tianxia Society climb out alive in the Yaksha Pool?

"My lord, there are one hundred and eight people left......

An Jianqing looked at Zhao Yu with a shocked expression, and bowed with his fists clenched.

He has been the commander of the Jinyi Guard for decades, but of course he was not shocked by the purgatory-like scene in front of him.

What really shocked An Jianqing was that although the dead soldiers who stood up seemed to be unstable at the moment, the aura that emerged from his body made his hairs stand on end.

In just half an hour, this young man in front of him has created so many first-class masters!

An Jianqing noticed that these one hundred and eight people, as long as they were trimmed and brought out at random, he was not an opponent!

"Those who didn't survive will be given a bereavement pension of 500 taels per person......"

Zhao Yu looked at the terrifying corpses, sighed slightly, turned to An Jianqing and said.

"Yes!"

An Jianqing clenched his fists to receive his life, but he was speechless in his heart.

When the headquarters of the superintendent was established, he heard that Zhao Yu, a senior official, was very generous to his subordinates.

Now, isn't that the case?

You must know that in Jinyiwei, if the pension can reach five hundred taels after the death, then almost all of them can go to the deputy thousand households!

After that, Zhao Yu looked at the one hundred and eight people who were standing on the school field and gradually regained some physical strength.

With a slight wave of his right hand, black rays pierced the night sky in an instant.

When everyone came back to their senses, they found that in front of everyone, there was a sword as black as ink!

These one hundred and eight black swords were taken by Zhao Yu from the sword pool of Baijian Villa before.

Ever since he asked the black pupil to inquire about the whereabouts of the Yaksha Pool, Zhao Yu had already been planning the scene in front of him.

There are rivers and lakes in the new dynasty, but there are no top martial artists.

Relying only on Zhao Yu alone, it is far from enough to achieve this point.

He needs a terrifying subordinate who can make even the best masters change color, but the world's martial arts, the more advanced the more obscure and difficult to cultivate.

Even if Zhao Yuneng found ten or eight talented and intelligent talents, and wanted to cultivate them into an existence that could fight against the top masters, he would not even think about it without decades of water grinding work.

And all this, the Yaksha pool can easily do. It's just that the price of all this makes Zhao Yu a little sideways.

An Jianqing really realized what horror was at this moment......

More than a hundred dead soldiers who have cultivated to the top masters of the rivers and lakes at all, coupled with the one hundred and eight black swords that are not divine weapons but are not far behind.

In the whole world, which Jianghu sect can stop such a group of Rakshasa ghosts?