Chapter 111

"Oh, don't cry. I've always been a good opponent. Although I want you to go back and plant medicine for me, I'll set a salary standard of level 8 for you. One hundred and sixty gold soul coins a month! Year end bonus! It's already very good! "

Looking at the old man in tears, but looking up at the sky, Wang Jian patted him on the shoulder. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

But just cry. The more you cry, the more reassuring I will be.

Wang Jian agrees with this way of showing his true feelings. After all, he can at least be sure that Tong is not really sad.

After thinking about it, Wang Jian couldn't help but laugh.

You said that you were still thinking about how to trick this guy back in the car just now. Isn't the appearance of the Golden Lion and the soul bone a good chance from heaven?

Is it possible that the passer-by is really protected by a halo.

After thinking about it, Wang Jian suddenly muttered to him carefully: "the author?"

The author Jun was scared to stop writing.

After a moment's silence, Wang Jian turned his mouth and sighed.

What are you thinking? If every passer-by is the leading role, the elder will not die so miserably.

The author Jun breathed a sigh of relief, wiped a cold sweat, absolutely can't let him know that he has a traverser aura, but also the leading role aura.

(ps:, this section is full of leather, ha ha ha).

On the other hand, Tong also tidied up his mood. Then he ran to Wang Jian and asked, "do you really have a salary?"

"Yes! Of course, follow me and do well in the future! "

Wang Jian gives Tong an encouraging look, which makes him feel a little comforted. Then he can't help asking.

"Is the medicine Garden real?"

"Really! Of course it's true, more true than gold! "

While throwing the body of the golden lion into the pit, Wang Jian answers the old boy's words.

"Come and bury it."

"Oh."

The boy answered, and then he and Wang Jian filled up the pit where the golden lion was buried.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth, next life to be a person, at least a little more comfortable than the soul beast."

Wang Jian repeated a few words in front of the golden lion's tomb, and then sighed.

Looking at Wang Jian, the old boy seemed to recognize the fact that he had joined Wang Jian's team.

"What should I call you?"

The old boy asked, as if he was also inquiring about Wang Jian.

"Dean!"

Wang Jian doesn't care. He takes out two sets of clothes from the soul guide and hands one of them to Tong Lao.

But after a long time, Wang Jian found that Tong didn't take over. He turned around and found that Tong was still sluggish.

"What's the matter?"

Wang Jian makes a sound again. Tong Lao wakes up and looks at Wang Jian in shock: "are you the dean of soul teacher college?"

On the mainland of Douluo, except for the dean of the soul teacher college, no leader of any force is called the dean.

"Is there a problem?"

Wang Jian's face is very indifferent. After all, many people have expressed this kind of expression when they heard his identity.

There's more than a problem?!

The old boy couldn't help looking at Wang Jian again. Because he was good at refining medicine and had a certain understanding of the art of beauty cultivation, he could see that Wang Jian was absolutely as young as he looked and was never maintained by any pills!

The spirit of Wang Jian doesn't have this effect.

Old Tong thought that Wang Jian was just a descendant of a big power. He didn't expect that Wang Jian was the dean of soul teacher college!

Although he has never been to the soul teacher college, he also knows that Wang Jian has just graduated from the intermediate soul Teacher College at most this year, right?

"What are you thinking? Go on

Wang Jian couldn't help staring at Tong Lao because his hand holding the clothes was a little sour because he kept it for a long time.

The old boy quickly nodded, then took the clothes, and soon he recognized that it was a standard dress.

What's the meaning of this?

Tong Lao Leng for a moment, and then saw Wang Jian next to him take off his clothes as if no one else, and then put on the same standard clothes as his hands.

Then he showed a sudden realization, followed by a wry smile and shaking his head.

Smart! Smart!

Seeing Tong Lao's expression, Wang Jian's face moved and showed a light smile. Can you see it?

Next to him, Mr. Tong suddenly asked, "Dean, do we want to go to Wuhun city?"

"That's right!"

Hearing Wang Jian's reply, Tong thought to himself that it was true. Then he looked at the clothes in his hand, shook his head and changed them quickly.

As long as you put on this dress, he is Wang Jian's man.

When you get to the martial spirit hall, even if you go to Gaomi and say that Wang Jian has a soul bone in his hand, no matter what the final result of Wang Jian is, you will be labeled as a traitor.

After all, their uniform is the same as that of Wang Jian. If they tell the secret, the martial soul hall will definitely investigate. No matter whether they change their clothes on the way to Gaomi, they will have an inherent impression that they belong to the power of Wang Jian,

Once the first impression is formed, it is difficult to change. In any case, he will leave an impression of infidelity in the martial spirit hall.

If you want to explain everything and say that you were forced to put it on, then the martial spirit hall will question why Wang Jian didn't kill you directly, which is irrelevant, and leave you in vain, which may leak the news.

In this way, the best result is that he is barely included in the martial spirit hall, but all his behaviors will be questioned, his actions will be monitored, and even worse, he may be killed directly.

In this way, compared with the conditions given by Wang Jian, a medicine garden can give him a long cherished wish and a high monthly salary.

In comparison, the higher the lower the sentence!

High, really high!

The old boy couldn't help but marvel. What's the reason for him to betray Wang Jian?

Thinking about this, he suddenly felt that it was better to join the power of Wang Jian, and completely forgot that he was going to join the martial spirit hall at first.

"Let's go!"

After everything was disposed of properly, Wang Jian looked around and said.

Then they set out and began to gallop in the direction of Wuhun city. The moving speed of the soul king was amazing, much faster than that of the carriage.

However, if you can save some strength, you can save some strength. If it's not an important thing, who will want to run panting and sweating.

Fortunately, Blackstone city is only two hundred miles away from Wuhun City, and the carriage has traveled more than half of the distance. In less than half an hour, they saw the holy land of Wuhun City, which stands on the plain!