Seeing Feng Yin coming back, Wen Wenmo was the first to step forward; "Boss Wenwen, the instructor didn't do anything to you, right? You don't have any evil intentions, right?"

Yue Kong also came up: "The instructor didn't say anything, right?"

Xia You: "Boss, are you okay?"

other people:"……"

Feng Yin laughed: "It's nothing, what can be the matter? He just let me keep an eye on you this afternoon. Mainly because his actions last night were known to him and he was warned a few times. But it doesn't hurt for me.

It’s itchy, please don’t worry.”

Many people apologized at the same time: "Thank you for your hard work, boss...it's all for us, you just..."

Feng Yin waved his hand generously: "Hey, who made me the squad leader? The responsibility lies on my shoulders. If I don't resist this thunder, who will?"

Everyone: "..."

Thank you all.

The instructor on the other side was so angry that his teeth hurt. This thief is really good at buying people's hearts...

The afternoon training passed by in a flash.

The training is over in the afternoon, and according to common sense, it is time to rest in the evening.

But the instructor suddenly shouted: "Gentle!"

"exist!"

The instructor said gloomily: "You were very witty last night."

Everyone's hearts tightened: Sure enough, the instructor's final score had come.

Feng Yin: "Reporting to the instructor, you are just a little clever. It is difficult to reach the level of elegance, but it has fallen into the instructor's eyes?"

The instructor smiled coldly: "It is said that you had a great time in the cage last night. If that's the case... then you should also spend tonight in the cage."

After saying that, he didn't open the door for anyone else and walked away.

Instead of being angry, everyone was overjoyed!

This is not a punishment, it is simply the instructor’s careful care. Everyone can use the needle cage for a whole night!

This night was simply for nothing!

"Thank you instructor for your kindness!"

Everyone said in unison.

In the early morning of the next day, the Fengyin squad leader was responsible for taking inventory, and then carefully washed one side with water, then collected all the cages and sent them back to the instructor.

The instructor looked at Feng Yin, his eyes were full of meaning, and said: "The next instructor is from the Chu country, and he will basically not target you specifically. What you really need to worry about is the people who belong to the Yan country, but...

I don’t know which round he will be in; another level is that the instructor will definitely not introduce himself to you. You need to analyze and judge by yourself. This is related to your life and safety, so don’t be careless! It should be noted that no matter how talented you are,

It is a temporary choice. Once you die in the middle, you are still just a dead person, and for a dead person, the so-called follow-up is all over."

Feng Yin nodded: "Thank you, instructor, for your guidance."

"What about you?"

the instructor asked.

Feng Yin coughed, looking innocent.

I heard nothing.

The instructor was so angry that he kicked someone on the buttocks: "Go away! With a personality like yours, why do you have the nerve to call it gentle? You should be called steady!"

The wind seal falls away and goes away.

…

Feng Yin concentrated on training and wandered in various types of hell training. Although his own cultivation level did not improve much, his real combat power was gradually improving.

Through repeated practice, Feng Yin truly felt that many of his inherent habits had shortcomings that could lead to death countless times. Fortunately, these bad habits and shortcomings were corrected little by little.

On the other side of Yuezhou City, rounds of auctions of spirit beast cubs are coming one after another, and the attention is rising, getting higher and higher each time.

"Sky-swallowing pythons can only train up to three at a time; they are born wise and have the appearance of a king."

Qiankun Tower’s advertisement is very simple, even straightforward.

But it was such straightforward advertising slogans that attracted countless warrior families.

Yu Weiran once again transformed into an auctioneer with a sharp tongue, with a stooped figure and a sharp tongue as cold as a knife.

The first auction hosted by him fetched a completely new sky-high price: 10 million taels of silver for a snake, 1,000 pieces of spiritual crystals, and two elixirs.

However, after the auction ended, Xi Weiran released breaking news in a high-profile manner.

"Master Ling didn't expect that the prospects and opportunities he gave were so cheap. For the sake of integrity, we recognize the auction result this time, but the subsequent auction date will be postponed, depending on Master's mood. Master has already planned to leave... Yuezhou

A small place cannot carry this blessing, so what's the point of leaving it?"

"At present, several big families in the capital have sincerely invited me, and the Beast Control Sect headquarters has prepared a place for the master in the capital. How can I live up to my kindness?"

"Yuezhou is destined not to be able to retain Master Ling for a long time. As for how long it can retain Master Ling, it all depends on everyone's luck."

"It is so sad to not cherish the blessings given by God but only to calculate the petty profits!"

"As we all know, what is the price of goods in the capital? If Master Ling arrives in the capital, it is hard to imagine how high the starting price will be! But everyone should have an idea."

Finally, Yu Weiran chuckled: "Finally, I would like to advise everyone, if you don't have a strong family background, don't bid for this round of high-level cubs. They are all things that can only be played by rich families, and you can't do it if you don't have money.

I come to join in the fun and hurt others more than myself, so why bother? I’m telling the truth, I believe everyone won’t be offended, right?”

"The world is such a reality. To be honest, if you can't afford the price, why are you playing with spiritual beasts? Everyone says, right? Isn't it terrible to be poor? What is terrible is that you are poor and still want good things!"

What a damn truth.

This is an ugly truth to hear.

Many people's faces immediately turned green.

What's the difference between you and pointing at our noses and scolding poor people?

But those who haven't taken pictures yet don't think so. They are still eager to take pictures. What will happen if Master Ling is gone? Just like the little old man said, God-given blessings are not cherished. It is really sad and deplorable. They are just petty.

Small profits are nothing!

"You bunch of poor bastards! Get out of here!"

"What fun can you have if you don't have money? Don't be embarrassed!"

"It's embarrassing. At such a price, you actually want to raise a spiritual beast. Can you afford it?"

"Master Ling, don't worry. Next time, I will double the bid! I have reserved the blessings given by the master!"

"What did you make a reservation for? The one who made the reservation is me. It must be me!"

"..."

…

In the auction house, a man in black who didn't speak from the beginning to the end stared at Yu Weiran on the stage like a poisonous snake. Then he glanced at the people who belonged to the Qiankun Tower, feeling a vague and strange feeling all around.

Breath, eyes flashing with deep-seated hatred.

After the incident, the crowd dispersed, and the man in black followed the crowd and walked out of the door. He subconsciously stretched out his tongue and licked his lips. If you had noticed, you would have discovered that this man's tongue was actually forked, very thin and very dexterous.

, without much deliberate effort, you can lick your ears, and you’ll be able to grow them...

The man in black walked away with the crowd, and as he walked, his body disappeared like a mist.

night.

The little pine tree is bathing in the moonlight at night on the hillside, concentrating on practicing. This is its daily state, and it remains unchanged every day.

But tonight, it seems that it feels a little different from usual times.

When it was thinking about it, it couldn't help but rustle the branches and leaves, and began to investigate. After all, the five hundred miles radius was its territory.

Well, what's wrong with this?

It was an extremely powerful and strange aura, constantly rising and surging, accompanied by an extremely strong fishy smell, which seemed very unusual!

What's going on?

The little pine tree moved with a spiritual thought, and a small tree root on the top of the mountain popped up in response to the thought, and climbed up a big tree on the top of the mountain with extraordinary agility, winding all the way up, looking into the distance...

Farther away, I could see a thick black air slowly rising from the mountain forest, with the potential to cover the sky and the earth.

The little pine tree was shocked when it saw this. Although its spiritual practice was extremely profound, its time in the world was short, and its character was not yet tempered...

"What's going on!?"

The little pine tree was stiff: "Could it be...the legendary...demon tide??"

The tide of monsters is by no means the same as the tide of monsters!

Monsters are monsters, and monsters are monsters. There are essential differences between the two, and the results they cause are naturally very different.

The thick black air moved slowly, getting closer and closer, and the small pine trees already wanted to uproot their roots and run away.
To be continued...