"Grandma is in a bad mood, if you don't want to die, go away."

Murong Qiushui raised his head and glared at Rong Fei, who was standing in front of him, and said coldly.

Rong Fei first checked the situation of the young catcher, and found that his left collarbone was broken, and his left chest ribs were also broken, but his chest rose and fell steadily, although his breathing was a little rapid, it was normal, it should not hurt his lungs, and his life was worry-free at present.

After confirming that the young man was not in danger of his life, Rong Fei breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then he turned his head and stared at Murong Qiushui condescendingly.

"If you put it in Fencheng, if you dare to talk to me like this, you must first reward him with three ear scrapers to let him recognize his identity. But for the sake of being a woman, I'll give you a chance. I don't ask, you don't answer. If I ask, and I don't answer within three breaths, I will give an ear scraper. And so on, there is no cap. Do you understand? ”

Rong Fei bent down, his face stopped at a position about two fists away from Murong Qiushui, and asked with a smile.

With such a close distance, this is already considered thin. The dignified saint had ever suffered such an insult, and her eyes burst with murderous intent, and she said word by word.

"You dare!"

"Hehe, wrong answer."

Syllable!

In everyone's incredulous gaze, Rong Fei's rough palm collided with Murong Qiushui's pink cheeks for a short but fierce moment, and the final result was naturally a complete victory for Rong Fei.

Who is that guy, is he crazy, he dares to slap the goddess in public.

The officials of the various ministries who were watching and the people in the door were stupid.

Rong Fei's slap was full of strength, Murong Qiushui's head was beaten and turned at a right angle, and the jade hairpin inserted in the bun also flew out, and the green silk hung down.

Murong Qiushui didn't feel much pain, but a lot of gold stars suddenly appeared in front of him, his head was blank for a moment, and there was a sweet and salty taste in his mouth.

When his thoughts returned to consciousness, Murong Qiushui's stiff neck turned back little by little, his eyes passed through the scattered hair in front of him, and he saw the smiling face that was disgusting and eager to tear it apart.

"You dare to hit me... I am the Holy Maiden of Qiankun Temple... I am the world walking... My father is..."

Murong Qiushui gritted his teeth, screaming with a hideous face, completely losing his previous appearance of being aloof and arrogant. But before she could tell her father's name, she saw the demon in the white shirt raise his palm.

"Got it!"

Murong Qiushui's voice changed, and he replied obediently.

"Well, it's teachable."

Rong Fei patted the top of Murong Qiushui's head and said with relief.

"You should be glad that you didn't take the life of my colleague, otherwise it wouldn't have been an ear scraper in your face."

After speaking, Rong Fei picked up the unconscious catcher by the waist and walked towards the door of the Immortal Division, holding the Immortal Shackles in his hand.

Murong Qiushui, who was no longer in the image of a fairy, was pulled by the shackles of the immortals, and had to struggle to stand up and follow.

"Stop! This is an important place for the Immortal Division, and idlers are not allowed to trespass. ”

Seeing Rong Fei walking towards the door, several people who had been hiding behind the door hurriedly jumped out and stopped in front of Rong Fei and shouted.

Rong Fei stopped and didn't speak, just glanced at a few people with a cold gaze.

Several people looked at the white shirt on Rong Fei's body and looked a little familiar, and they couldn't tell where he was for a while, and they were a little weak-hearted, and they didn't know whether to stop or let him go.

The previous performance of several people made Rong Fei angry, and he didn't bother to pay attention to these incompetent and cowardly people, and snorted coldly and passed through the middle of several people.

Entering the main gate of the Immortal Division, there is a large courtyard that is quite spacious, and in the middle of the courtyard lies a boulder about four zhang wide and more than two people high, and the side of the boulder facing the gate is carved with a line of large characters with gold paint.

The immortals are guilty of the same crime as the common people.

In the lower right corner, there is a payment - He Lichen.

What a spirit!

Rong Fei praised in his heart.

It's just that the name of the payment is a little weird, it has the smell of a monk, and it is more like a legal name after removing the surname.

Next to the three words He Lichen, there are four palm prints. Rong Fei took a closer look and found that the four palm prints were of different sizes, fat and thin, but they were all more than an inch deep in the boulder and the palm prints were clear and distinct, and it was absolutely impossible to carve them.

Could it be that it was printed directly on the palm of the hand?

Rong Fei guessed in his heart.

After looking at the boulder, Rong Fei gently put the unconscious catcher on the stone platform on the side, and pointed to the side to Murong Qiushui.

Murong Qiushui hated this in her heart, but her still hot and sore cheeks reminded her all the time that it was best not to disobey this guy, so she could only obediently go to the stone platform and sit down.

"Are all the prisoners in Kyoto so big?"

Rong Fei was surprised.

Murong Qiushui cursed Rong Fei in his heart that he would not die well, and obediently got down from the stone platform and squatted on the ground.

Rong Fei nodded, took off the package on his back and opened it on the stone platform, took out the clothes inside and put it on his body slowly.

At this time, the crowd of onlookers had already gathered outside the gate of the Immortal Division, all of them tiptoeing and sticking their heads out to watch the door, waiting to see a good show.

And those few people who hunted the immortals were still standing in place, not knowing what to do.

More than a dozen people from the three-story building not far behind the boulder came out, and when they saw the crowd watching outside the gate, they were stunned for a moment, and then walked to a few colleagues who were standing stupidly and whispered to inquire about the situation.

Before they could figure out what was going on, they heard a sudden burst of exclamations from the crowd outside the door.

"That's... Golden jade hedgehog crown suit! ”

"Hey, hey, I'm not dazzled, is that knife a knife to wash grievances?"

"I looked at the white robe before, but didn't Mr. Yu catch the old age and change his appearance by the way?"

Compared with those people watching the excitement outside the door, the more than ten people of the Immortal Division were obviously even more shocked and incredulous.

The golden jade hedgehog crown suit and the grievance knife are the standard for the chief arrest of the Immortal Division, and no one else in the world is qualified to wear these two items except for the chief arrest of the Immortal Division.

Although the current chief arrester Yu Qingzhi can't come to the Yamen of the Immortal Division a few times a year, everyone knows that he is still alive. The position of chief arrester has always been a lifelong system, and as long as the former chief arrester is alive for one day, no one should want to usurp power and seize the position.

It's just because the chief catcher of the Immortal Division has the eyes of the Five Absolute Great Arrays in his hands.

In this way, the identity and origin of this young man are even more mysterious.

As for others speculating that this is Yu Qingzhi's appearance after rejuvenating himself as a great advancement, everyone in the Immortal Division scoffed.

Under the gaze of everyone, Rong Fei slowly changed into a golden jade deer crown uniform, hung the grievance knife on the gold-inlaid jade belt around his waist, and took the silver medal in his hand and shook it towards the people of the Immortal Division.

"My name is Rong Fei, the new head catcher of the five products of the Immortal Division."

Previously, Yu Qingzhi had briefly introduced the situation of the Immortal Division to Rong Fei.

At present, there are a total of 21 people in the Division, including seven in the Chinese position and 14 in the martial arts position. The clerical profession is all ordinary people, and the martial profession is all cultivators.

The positions of military personnel were copied from the official system of the imperial court and the division of grades in the cultivation world, and the corresponding positions were awarded according to the personal cultivation realm. The ninth to seventh grades are all fast, the sixth to fourth grades are the head catchers, and the three grades are called total catches.

Rong Fei's eyes swept away, and he counted the thirteen people standing in front of him at this time, all dressed in cyan soap clothes, plus the one lying unconscious on the stone platform, just fourteen martial arts officers were all there.

According to Yu Qingzhi, these fourteen people are all cultivators with only nine grades, that is, they are at the same level as Guo Xiao, who was almost killed by Rong Fei with a fire gun when he was in Fencheng.

And Guo Xiao is just a registered disciple of Shushan, but these people in front of him are all the combat power of the Immortal Division.

is the same as the five uniques, and the gap is too huge.

Rong Fei's heart was even more unpleasant.

Five-grade headcatcher!

Rong Fei's official position surprised everyone inside and outside the gate, including Murong Qiushui, who was squatting by the stone platform.

How many years has it been since the Immortal Division has been out of the realm to catch heads?

The last time there were a few people who broke through to the eighth grade seems to have been more than thirty years ago.

Since this young man named Rong Fei was appointed as the head catcher of the Five Ranks, it showed that he was still a Five Rank Realm cultivator. Judging from his appearance, his age will not exceed twenty, and he has reached the fifth grade cultivation at such an age, and this kind of talent is placed in the Four Absolute Holy Land, which is also a rare demon level in a hundred years, but why has he never heard of the existence of such a genius in the Immortal Division before?

Or is it the successor that Yu Qingzhi secretly cultivated?

Yu Qingzhi is in the prime of life, and now that there is such a five-grade demon, does the Immortal Killer have to turn over?

Rong Fei's appearance made everyone speculate, and some people in the crowd of onlookers had quietly retreated to deliver the news to the Shangguan or forces behind the scenes.

The Immortal Hunting Division was suspicious in his heart, just because Rong Fei was too young, and he didn't have the momentum of a five-rank cultivator at all.

But the golden jade hedgehog crown dress and the grievance knife are genuine, and there is a silver medal to prove his position, and in the end, he can only helplessly bow to Rong Fei.

There is an inexplicable extra five-grade head catcher in the yamen, is it a blessing or a curse?

There was some apprehension in everyone's hearts.

"What's his name?"

In the face of the crowd's salute, Rong Fei just nodded, and then pointed to the unconscious catcher on the stone platform and asked.

"My lord, his name is Gu Fengxiao, and he is a nine-rank catcher. Half a year ago, he entered the department as a civilian, and two months ago, he successfully built the foundation and was transferred to a military position. ”

The biggest-looking catcher in the middle of the field stepped forward and replied.

Oh, talent!

With such a rare talent, Yu Qingzhi can't cultivate it well, so he puts it here to be with this group of flies and dogs, even if it is a piece of real gold, it will be dusty.

It seems that the Immortal Division will be in such a decline, in addition to the reasons for the deliberate suppression of the four Jedi, there are also great problems in the cultivation and selection of internal talents.

With Yu Qingzhi's often smiling face and always unhurried style in mind, Rong Fei became more and more sure of his judgment.

"Send Gu Fengxiao for treatment, and all the expenses will be borne by the department."

Rong Feichao ordered the catcher who stood up to answer.

"Yes."

Seeing Gu Fengxiao, who was unconscious, was carried away by two catchers for treatment, Rong Fei threw the shackles in his hand to the nearest catcher.

"No one shall visit a person without my order."

"It's... This..."

The catcher had an embarrassed expression on his face, and after hesitating for a moment, he still had the courage to speak.

"Lord Head Catcher, she is the holy daughter of Qiankun Guan, she can't be closed! Otherwise, something big will happen. ”

"Humph!"

Murong Qiushui, who had become extremely well-behaved since he was slapped by Rong Fei, stood up at this time, brushed away the hair that was blocking his eyes, glared at Rong Fei with an exhalation and raised his eyebrows, and snorted coldly.