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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty(1/2)

As soon as Yan Wangxiao's words fell, some commotion occurred in the crowd.

Immediately, the first mail disciple stepped forward and respectfully bowed to Yan Wangxiao who was standing on his head.

Then, he pointed to a green task he had already chosen:

"Lord of the Palace, I choose to clean the alchemy furnace."

"good."

Yan Wangxiao responded lightly, waved his hand to wipe the task off the bulletin board. Behind him, the blue-clothed deacon quickly recorded:

"Ma Junwu, clean the Dan Furnace. Location, Medicine King Academy. Date, lasting three days. Mission reward: fifty greystone coins, one hundred contribution points."

"Second!"

"Lord of the Palace, I choose the medicine field to weed."

"Third!"

"Martial Arts Academy cleans up."

“Fourth place!”

"Fertilize the medicine field!"

...

The task selection has been carried out in an orderly manner. Yan Wangxiao did not make any embarrass anyone. Every time he stepped forward, he wiped out the task he selected.

As the number of disciples who came forward increased, the green tasks decreased rapidly, and some blue or white tasks were also taken away.

The team kept cutting forward and finally slowly arrived in front of Tang Gu and Yang Wu.

At this moment, only three disciples were left behind.

As early as the first disciple came forward to salute and received the task, Tang Gu forced Yang Wu to pull him up from the ground.

Seeing that Yang Wu, who stood up, was still in a state of dismay, stood there with a blank expression, and was not as energetic as before, Tang Gu sighed, not knowing where to start.

Speaking of which, this matter has something to do with him.

If Yang Wu had not introduced the difficulty of this Servant Hall mission to him, he would not have mentioned the name of Yan Wangxiao.

If it weren't for his curiosity that he asked "Hell King Owl" more... Yang Wu wouldn't have explained it to him in such detail.

If I had not explained so much, I would not have caused so much trouble now by being accidentally heard by the lord of the sergeant hall who had entered from nowhere.

Fortunately, the two deacons from the deacons came by coincidence, which just interrupted his anger. Judging from his appearance, he didn't want to be embarrassed in front of the two deacons, so he concealed the matter.

Hope... the other person is big and has a large capacity person, so he won't wear Yang Wu's small shoes because of this little thing.

But Tang Gu himself knew that this hope was really small.

Because looking at the other party's Yin Zhi's appearance, it seemed that he had been waiting for him and the other two.

Tang Gu shook his head helplessly. Things have come to this point, only soldiers will come to block the water and soil will cover it.

Take a step, look at it.

He turned his gaze to the taskbar in front, preparing to think about what kind of task he chose from, but suddenly discovered a strange situation.

“Huh…”

He exclaimed lightly, with surprise and doubt. On the taskbar, there are several tasks with great rewards and not much difficulty, such as:

Baicao Garden sorting medicinal materials, weapon maintenance in the weapon room...

These can be said to be seen by Tang Gu, and among all the tasks on the taskbar, there are relatively cost-effective tasks.

If he is the first to queue up, he will definitely choose one of these tasks first.

However, the dozen disciples who had been queuing up before seemed to have suddenly lost their eyes. They had better tasks, but they all chose the green and blue tasks that were inferior.

Everyone turned a blind eye to these tasks, and most people had a look of accustomed to them.

Tang Gu looked at the people lined up behind and found that everyone behind had almost lost their eyes at the same time. No one noticed such an abnormal situation.

No one questioned, no one was curious!

Tang Gu's eyes turned, and suddenly gently hit Yang Wu's shoulder, his voice lowered, and he asked, "Senior Brother Yang... Why are those tasks, Baicao Garden sorting medicinal materials, and the weapons maintenance in the weapon room, no one takes them?"

"Would you be able to divide a medicine and apply a weapon, and there would be any danger in the middle?"

"Um?"

It seemed as if he was suddenly pulled back to the world from hell, and Yang Wu was finally hit by Tang Gu, and he came back a little bit.

Looking at the place where Tang Gu was guiding him, he unconsciously said, "What?"

His eyes fell on the two tasks guided by Tang Gu, and his eyes suddenly condensed and he murmured: "Hundred Cattle Garden's medicine distribution...weapon room maintenance..."

"Um?"

Yang Wu suddenly woke up suddenly, as if he had a rush to zero. He finally woke up completely. Only then did he realize that when it was about to be his turn, he was completely distracted.

I looked at Tang Gu with gratitude and knew that he was reminding himself by asking questions.

After looking at the only two disciples in front, although his face was still very ugly, he still insisted on calming himself and explained to Tang Gu in a low voice:

"No one dared to take those two tasks, because they have been booked by Fei Wu and Hornets, and this is true for every issue."

"Um?"

Tang Gu said strangely: "Didn't you say that you can't get it in line in order? Why can't you jump in line? How come someone can make reservations and break the rules?"

Yang Wu smiled bitterly and said, "Where are real rules in the world? For ordinary people, the rules naturally apply, but they will not work for Feiwu and Wasp."

"Every time they come, they only come to the end, but they always accept these two tasks. Why do you think?"

"Because they are the nephew of the Lord's Palace and the cousin of the Lord. They are all old men of this servant hall, and no one dares to disobey them."

“No one protested?”

Tang Gu asked curiously.

"protest?"

Yang Wu smiled even more bitterly: "With the support of the palace master, who dares to protest? Naturally, some people did not believe in evil before and insisted on taking on these two tasks. Do you know their result?"

Tang Gu shook his head and said he was unaware. Yang Wu laughed and laughed at himself: "One of these two people was punished and sent medicinal residue for three months. Afterwards, he couldn't get up in bed for half a year. Afterwards, he just quit the clan."

"The other person was blocked in his wooden house by Fei Wu and Wasp. He broke one leg and rested for three months. From then on, he was timid and became their younger brothers."

There was an inexplicable sense of sorrow, anger, and even pain in Yang Wu's voice.

Tang Gu didn't know where the grief and anger came from, but he heard Yang Wu continue to speak in a low voice: "Since then, no one dared to take these two tasks again."

"Even if you accept it, they will not punish you openly and not be able to make things difficult for you. So, I said, don't mess with them. You just think that you can't see these two tasks."

After saying that, he patted Tang Gu on the shoulder, obviously, to advise him not to act irritably.

When Tang Gu heard this, he didn't say anything, but smiled and pointed in front: "Here, there's only one person left, we're almost here!"

"Um."

Yang Wu nodded, unable to hide the worry on his face, but he forced himself to hide his heart and stood behind Tang Gu.

Finally, the last person left in front also took a green task and left, and Tang Gu was about to step forward.

Suddenly, a figure in front of him moved, and Yang Wu's body passed by him and stood in front of Yan Wangxiao, the head of the Servant Hall in a big red robe.

He lowered his head, bowed respectfully to King Yan respectfully, and then pointed his hand at one of the last few green tasks on the red cloth list behind him.

"Lord of the Palace, I...I want to take the task of digging the ditches."

"Oh, Yang Wu~"

Upon hearing this, Yan Wangxiao, the head of the paramedic hall, looked at Yang Wu who was standing in front of him with a warm smile, and smiled slightly:

"How can this be done? You are one of the three backbones of my servant hall. Such a simple task cannot be tempered. Why not... This time, I will take over this black task at the top of the list, how about it?"

"this……"

Yang Wu froze in place for a moment, with a deep terror on his face. He stuttered: "District, Lord of the Palace... You can't do this. I've followed you... for three years..."

"Three years?"

Yan Wangxiao, the Lord of the Handicap Hall, suddenly turned cold, the smile on his face faded cleanly in an instant, and a cold chill flashed in his eyes:

"You also know that you have been with me for three years. Haha, since that's the case, you must not ignore the words of the Palace Master. Don't forget how your brother left?"

After saying that, his voice suddenly roared and shouted: "Yang Wu, there are so many people here watching, but don't say I force you. Now, I'll give you a chance. Do you accept this task or not?"

After saying that, he stared at Yang Wu with a smile on his face: "Explain in advance, I won't force you. There are two deacons from the Deacons here to witness. If you don't want to, just ask for it and I will collect the green task you wanted to receive before..."

Yang Wu raised his head and stared at Yan Wangxiao, the owner of the Smiling Mansion Hall, who was smiling, suddenly thought of something, his body shook suddenly, his body softened, and he slowly lowered his head again.

"District... Lord Lord, you are right. My subordinates need to be motivated. This... this task of transporting medicine residue to Jiujue Valley, my subordinates... are willing to accept it!"

Tang Gu stood behind Yang Wu. At this moment, he seemed to see Yang Wu's back straightened, but it seemed to be an illusion, and he quickly relaxed again.

His hands were clenched tightly, and his nails pierced into the flesh, as if he didn't realize it.

A strand of bright red flowed down his arms slowly and wet the ground.
To be continued...
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