"Click!" As Feng Xue lifted the effect of the talisman, the frosted glass-like shield clicked into a cloud of light and dust, and under the mess in front of him, many monks approached.

"No words on the top of the head?" Feng Xue raised her eyebrows, brushed herself a bright eye charm again, and only relaxed a little after confirming that the other party was really speechless.

Of course, that's just a few.

"Daoist friends of Xu Guo, we are from the Chaoge Monk Countermeasures Bureau, and we are in charge of the aftermath. Seeing Feng Xue's eyes sweep over, the monk immediately stopped, and while bowing, he took out a token to identify himself.

Judging from this posture, there is no arrogance of a great merchant monk.

But this is also normal, the people who are responsible for this kind of miscellaneous things are basically "mass production monks" who just have some qualifications, even if they work for Chaoge, they are also low-level civil servants, and those who participate in the autumn offering, they are all seed players of various sects or families, maybe you give a face now, and in a few years, it will be thirty years in Hexi and thirty years in Hedong.

"Okay, what will this person do?" Feng Xue hugged Yin and Yang in his hand, bowed his hand in return, and then pointed to the unlucky guy on the ground who had broken more than a dozen bones and asked.

"We will arrange for a specialist healer and a monk to be in charge of treatment, but the other party will be registered and eliminated in the autumn tribute, and the rules will treat it as death, and it will not appear in the next battle, and it will also be restricted from communicating with the country. Although these should be basic rules, the staff patiently explained, and then beckoned the Taoist friends to carry the people away.

Don't talk about such a trivial matter of lifting people, but also a monk should do such a thing, because you don't know if an injured monk will be in pain when he is involved in a wound.

Feng Xue watched a few monks carry people away, turned around and wanted to go into the casino to look at the gambling board, but heard Xu Qin's angry voice say:

"Alright, let's go back!"

"Don't you go to the Qinglou to go around?" Feng Xue raised her eyebrows, but Xu Qin pouted like an inflated pufferfish:

"What are you doing in the Qinglou!

"Are you really angry? Okay, okay, I apologize!" Feng Xue said like a child, Xu Qin was even more angry, she had already lost her anger, but Feng Xue just mentioned the Qinglou at this time, what are you doing in the Qinglou, look at those big guys?

"Ahhh

When Feng Xue saw the little girl's appearance, she finally realized that she was probably really angry, and hurriedly followed, while still thinking in her heart, where did she provoke this guy who is so smug on weekdays?

Could it be that this is the second ...... Well, a young girl with vitality, she also has an unknown weak heart?

How does he know that it is true that the heart is weak, but it is not the heart that is the human heart!

But it's no wonder Feng Xue for this matter, he usually doesn't have any sense of existence, how can you let him care!

......

The two of them talked about making trouble and returned to the mansion, but in the end they couldn't get a piece of information back, but Xu Qin, the kid, probably belonged to Erha, and when he returned to the mansion, he seemed to have lost his breath, complaining that Feng Xue was too big and didn't have a chance to show his might.

"Ye Daoyou, Xu Daoyou, are you back?" Seeing Feng Xue and the two enter the house, Lin Ran, who was sitting in the small courtyard with a teacup, immediately said hello.

"Well, there was a bit of a clash, but it wasn't hurt. Xu Qin nodded, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for himself and Feng Xue without seeing anything, Lin Ran also had a bottom in his heart when he saw this, and picked up two booklets from the table:

"This is what Lin Chang brought back just now, this time the number of monks and old faces of various countries and the like, just look at it, don't look at the strength analysis or anything, that thing is all nonsense written by mortals. ”

"Oh, written by mortals?" Feng Xue raised her eyebrows, turned the page curiously, and saw that the first page read:

"Chen Qi, Brother Chen Guo, 37 years old, has been in the Qi Realm for twenty-two years, and his hand-held 'True Fu Nine Rings' is famous all over the world, and the talisman is flying, ring by ring, ring after ring, avoiding no ......"

"What the hell is the True Fu Nine Rings?" Feng Xue was stunned and looked at the style of writing as if he was introducing the characters who appeared in the storytelling, and asked a little confused.

"It's just throwing out nine talismans at once...... Lin Ran said with an expression that didn't know whether to laugh or not:

"Chen Qi, this kid, I know, I participated in an autumn tribute three years ago, and I was ambushed at that time, so I grabbed a talisman and threw it out casually in a hurry, so that the onlookers could see it, and it became this real talisman nine rings. ”

"What about this earth-shattering blow?" Xu Qin pointed to a page that he flipped out casually, and Lin Ran's expression became even more strange-

"This little guy stepped on the earth fire charm and was blown up, and it happened to hit a monk who was highly rated at the time, knocking people unconscious......"

"......" Xu Qin and Feng Xue looked at each other, and then heard Xu Qin suddenly say loudly:

"Uncle Junior, you're finished! Today's big ball will definitely be on the list!"

"It's a trick, what am I afraid of?" Although Feng Xue was also a little embarrassed, she still stiffened her neck and said:

"I've got spells seriously, and I've smashed the enemy seriously, what's wrong with being on the list?"

"Well, this mentality is very good, it's just a nickname by civilians, what's there to be embarrassed about, every year there are monks who play abnormally because of their embarrassment on the list, you guys learn more from the director of the school, she was ...... back then" Lin Ran was halfway through his words, and suddenly closed his mouth, but found that Xu Qin and Feng Xue's burning eyes had already smashed on him, and he understood that it was too late.

"What happened to my master/sister back then?"

"Goo Dong ......" Lin Ran swallowed his saliva, but he also understood that even if he didn't say it, the two of them also had channels to inquire, and as soon as they inquired about some things, those who had not heard of it would definitely inquire, and it would spread infinitely when the time came, so he could only sigh and say:

"At that time, the director was also a generation of Tianjiao, when he participated in the autumn tribute, he fell into a siege, relying on his high-level magic clothes, carrying the attack and smashing thousands of talismans, and relying on his family to knock down more than a dozen monks, and then her trick was called 'Qiankun throw', and because after that fight, the road surface of Chaoge West Street was three feet shorter than elsewhere, and she had the nickname of 'three feet high', but she not only didn't feel wrong, but also bought thousands of copies of that edition of the collection and brought it back to China to see people and send it ......"

"......" Feng Xue listened to the broken black history, and suddenly had a new impression of her senior sister, but the sky was three feet high...... Why is this name so awkward?

"Chao Ge calls scraping the ground three feet ......" Xu Qin added in a low voice, and Feng Xue immediately understood in seconds.