I Just Want To Quietly Kill Monsters And Upgrade

Although Yang Fan knew that the old man gave him an honorary envoy, the purpose may not be simple, but Yang Fan didn't care too much. He knew that if you want to get something, you must pay something. After all, there is no free lunch in the world.

Yang Fan said, "I promised you!"

After Yang Fan agreed to Huang Shengrong’s condition, the system soon sent a message: "Congratulations, player. I called King Yama to patrol the mountain. Because of your outstanding performance in the Southeast Martial Forest Refining Competition, the Martial Forest Refining Association has banned you. I am the honorary special envoy of the Refining Association. For more information, please see the Identity Token of Refining Association."

Huang Shengrong picked up the tea and took a sip slowly.

Afterwards, Yang Fan said goodbye and left the Refining Association.

After Yang Fan left, the special envoy Wang Lingzhi said with some worry: "President, is it a bit hasty to have the Ancient Desolate Sword holy canonized as an honorary special envoy?"

Huang Shengrong said: "I want a horse to run, but what if I don't give some grass to eat? Wu Xinjian's heart is a bit wild, and he must be restrained by himself. I think the ancient sword saint is good."

...

After Yang Fan left the Craftsmanship Association, he immediately went to the Martial Forest Alliance Office. He had to apply for a pass to the second-level secret realm.

However, to Yang Fan's surprise, there was not even one person in the huge Martial Forest Alliance Office. Except for the two guards at the door, the office was empty, and the sound of mosquitoes flying by could be heard.

Yang Fan asked the guard: "Where did the people in the office go?"

The guard said, "The office does not go to work at night. If you want to work, come back tomorrow!"

There seems to be nothing wrong with what the guard said, but Yang Fan seems to be lying when he sees his eyes flicker.

Yang Fan secretly urged Blood Qi's power and used the Blood Qi induction method. He immediately sensed that there was someone under the office, and one of them was somewhat familiar with Blood Qi.

"Could it be Wu Shengfei's ghost?" Yang Fan's thoughts turned, and he quickly understood that it should be Wu Shengfei who avenged his personal revenge and wanted to get stuck here.

Thinking of this, the corner of Yang Fan's mouth was slightly tilted, and said: "If this is the case, then I will wait here."

After speaking, Yang Fan turned and walked into the office.

"Wait, you can't go in!" The two guards immediately stopped Yang Fan and prevented him from entering.

Yang Fan took out the identity token of the Refining Association and said coldly, "What? I am an honorary envoy of the Refining Association, can't I enter this office?"

Yang Fan didn't believe it, and showed himself as the honorary special envoy, and these two guys dared to stop him.

"Honorary Special Envoy?" The two guards were dubious. One of them took Yang Fan's identity token and checked his identity information. His expression immediately became panic and said, "I don't know you are the honorary special envoy of the Refining Association, please forgive me. !"

Although honorary envoys are not officially official figures, they cannot be offended easily. If they just file a complaint, they will suffer. If they dare to make things difficult, they will be released immediately.

Yang Fan entered the office, sat in a chair carelessly, poured a cup of tea, drank it happily, and sighed, "Good tea!"

At this time, the people hiding under the office were very depressed. They never expected that the ancient sword saint was actually the honorary special envoy of the Forging Association, and the guy was still sitting in the office and drinking tea carelessly. At the moment they thought It's no good to go out, and the aggrieved are dying.

"Brother Martial Master, what should I do now?" asked Ren Xiaofei, the deputy director of the office. At this moment, it is not for him to hide, nor to go out. There is a dilemma.

Wu Shengfei was very bored and said, "Don't ask me, you make your own decision."

Ren Xiaofei curled his lips. If it weren't for this guy's bad idea, how would he be so angry. However, Uncle is the Elder of the Martial Forest Alliance, or the vice president of the Refining Association, with great authority. How can such a small person like them offend?

Not long after, a few more players came over to do business, but they were stopped by two guards.

However, those players are not easy to send, especially one person who has done business here and knows the rules and regulations, so he shouted: "Daddy has been here several times, but I have never heard of anyone who does not work at night. I dare to delay the big event of Daddy. , I will go to the lord to sue you!"

The two guards looked at each other and didn't know what to do. One of them said, "There is no one in the office, and no one will do anything for you no matter how much you toss."

The player pointed to Yang Fan who was drinking tea, and said angrily: "Is that not a person, is it a ghost?"

Yang Fan said: "Let them all come in, there are still seats here."

The two guards had no choice but to let go.

After the players entered, they knew that Yang Fan was not from the office by looking at the costumes. So they sat down carelessly like Yang Fan. Instead of drinking tea, they took out wine, made some snacks, and ate and drank. Chatting is very pleasant.

At this moment, Wu Shengfei, Ren Xiaofei and others who were hiding in the basement were extremely depressed.

"Brother, do you want a drink?" The players saw Yang Fan drinking tea alone, and they wanted to pull him to drink. They didn't know that this was the famous ancient sword saint in front of them.

Yang Fan waved his hand and said, "I'm not drinking anymore, you are free."

Those players didn't care about Yang Fan, eating and drinking wantonly, and throwing away the garbage at will.

"Do you know that just last night, the Five Mountains Sword Sect and the Sun Moon God Sect were fighting for the Bixie sword..."

...

The players talked about the rush of the last night, and they were really talking about it.

"At this moment, the clouds were covered with thunder and lightning, and the wind was violent. I saw the ancient sword saint descending from the sky with a big sword on his back, like God of War, the momentum shook the mountain and the ground, and his moves were as fast as thunder and lightning. All the villains in the Valley of the Evil were suppressed in an instant."

"Okay!" The players clapped their hands and applauded, they admired the ancient sword saint.

When Wu Shengfei heard this section, his face was ugly. He knew that the martial arts of the ancient sword saint was so powerful that he could even compete head-on with the ground-level Practitioner. All the masters suppressed it, it was incredible!

"I don't know how much Uncle will win against the Ancient Desolate Sabre." Wu Shengfei thought in his heart, with a trace of worry on his face.

Wu Shengfei's Uncle Wuxin Sword is an Earth-level Practitioner, only one step away from breaking through the Innate realm, but even so, it may not be able to win against the ancient desolate sword saint.

"It's a bit reckless to do this thing today." Wu Shengfei couldn't help sighing. He originally wanted to delay time and make the Ancient Desolate Sword Sage disgust, but he didn't expect to be disgusted.

Wu Shengfei said helplessly, "Ren Xiaofei, you take people up and take care of everything."

"Yes, Brother Martial Master!" Ren Xiaofei answered, muttering in his heart, if I knew this, why bother?

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