After crossing over, I was favored by the villain

Feng Hanyun didn't control the strength well, and the teacup in his hand broke into pieces, with the unfinished tea splashing everywhere.

Jin Yan hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped it, "What's wrong, Master?"

Feng Hanyun smiled and said, "Nothing, I just thought of something bad and didn't control my strength well."

Seeing that she was not paying attention and the porcelain cut her palm, Jin Yan hurriedly took her palm and said, "Master, you cut your palm."

Jin Yan quickly searched for the golden wound medicine in her ring. When she wanted to apply the medicine to Feng Hanyun, the wound on her palm had healed. She rubbed her eyes, thinking that she was dazzled, and asked uncertainly, "Where is the wound?"

Feng Hanyun chuckled and said, "Master's realm has long reached the point where the body cannot be transformed."

"Oh..." Jin Yan still couldn't believe it, so he reluctantly let go of his hand.

Feng Hanyun looked at her nervous expression and patted her head. "Forget it. Deyong County is still some distance away from Linggao City. It's time to set off."

After the two left the cabin, they closed the door and the cabin disappeared into that space.

Jin Yan asked curiously, "Master, this seems to be another space. How do you know where this wooden house is?"

Feng Hanyun touched his forehead and said, "It must be a skill left by my mother."

[It turned out to be the Dragon Girl. The Dragon Girl already had the ability to exchange objects in space, so it was not difficult for her to build several three-dimensional spaces. After all, the Dragon Girl's cultivation had already reached the realm of ascending to the immortal realm.]

Feng Hanyun smiled with relief, "Call Ruibao out, we need to rush to Linggao City as soon as possible."

After receiving Feng Hanyun's message, Guerlain lost all desire to sleep. She ordered two jugs of wine downstairs and flew to the roof of the inn, where she admired the moon and thought.

After a while Fang Tian climbed up. He had seen Guerlain bringing the wine upstairs early on, so he came uninvited.

"Why are you here?" The visitor knew of Fang Tian's arrival without even looking.

Fang Tian touched his big bald head and sat down next to Jiaolan with a big smile, "Master Tianzun, how can you drink late at night without someone to accompany you?"

"Heh." Guerlain slumped on the eaves, casually shaking the jar of wine in her hand. She raised the jar and poured the wine into her mouth. Guerlain's lips and teeth opened and closed, sending the flowing wine into her stomach without a drop falling.

The aroma of wine entered her throat between her lips and teeth, and her hand tightened, and the jar of wine in her hand turned into powder and scattered in the wind.

"Fang Tian, ​​your cultivation is higher than mine, why are you still hiding it?"

Guerlain seemed to be asking Fang Tian, ​​but her eyes were on the starry sky in the distance, watching the powder in her hand dissipate.

Fang Tian blinked and lowered his head, realizing that Jiao Lan, who had already reached the Heavenly Venerable Realm, would not be unaware of his cultivation. "Master Heavenly Venerable, Fang Tian is a rough man, and being a demon cultivator is not his original intention. Fang Tian really doesn't want to be a strong man. This cultivation is just to protect the people he wants to protect."

Jiaolan sneered, "Protect the people you want to protect?" She looked at Fang Tian, ​​"Did you do it?"

Fang Tian drank the wine in his hand and laughed at himself, "No."

Guerlain looked at Fang Tian, ​​picked up another jar of wine, and touched his jar. Everything was said without words.

"Lord Tianmo, for this Nanyuan Kingdom competition, people from five countries will gather here to seek an official position. Do you also plan to work for Nanyuan Kingdom?" Fang Tian asked the question in his mind.

Jiaolan smiled and rubbed Fang Tian's big bald head. "I don't want to do anything when Jiyun Country asks me for help. Why should Nanyuan Country make me listen to them?"

Fang Tian said bluntly, "Then you still..."

"Like you said, I also have someone I want to protect." Jiaolan smiled. She didn't care whether Fang Tian understood or not. She flew to the ground, drank two jars of wine, and expressed the depression in her heart.

Fang Tian also drank the last of his wine and chased after him, "Master Tianmo, is it Jin Yan?"

Jiaolan smiled without saying anything. She looked at the venue that had been set up in the distance. She stood with her hands behind her back and said, "It's just a small competition. Can I bear it? If you have nothing to do, you can follow me to see the grand competition tomorrow."

"Yes!" Fang Tian laughed. Guerlain was still the Guerlain he knew.

The next day, those who came to participate in the competition rushed to the venue. The venue isolated the area where the people lived and cordoned off a piece of land for practitioners to practice their skills. The venue was set up in the coastal area and had enough space.

There is also a notice at the entrance of the venue. Visitors are given priority to gather in front of the notice to read its content. The notice is heavily guarded.

"Anyone who participates in the competition, once they step into the venue, will be deemed to have signed a life and death agreement. Regardless of whether they live or die, they will receive partial compensation from the Nanyuan Kingdom."

"Oh, this compensation amount is comparable to the monthly salary of a first-rank minister. The benefits are pretty good."

"The content of the competition is set according to the number of participants. Water-type practitioners will be given important tasks, and the rest of the practitioners can be used for other purposes. I hope the practitioners will go all out."

"In addition to this, there are special competition areas for ordinary people, and there are also quite a few civil servant positions."

"Is Nanyuan Country so short of people?"

"Haven't you heard that there was a civil strife in Nanyuan some time ago? Half of the ministers involved were dealt with by the king, so that there were not many ministers left in and outside the court. Isn't this a matter of urgency?"

"Is the ruler of Nanyuan alive or dead?"

"Hey! Are you going to die? This place is heavily guarded. If you dare to discuss the king, you will be arrested."

The guard guarding the announcement looked at the person who was making irresponsible remarks about the national situation and said coldly, "Those who want to participate in the competition should go over there to register, and those who have nothing to do should leave immediately!"

Seeing the ferocious guards, those people retreated obediently, fearing to provoke these evil spirits.

When Guerlain and others arrived, they didn't need to go to the bulletin board to check, as they had already heard the content of the announcement among the people coming and going.

"This year, the Nanyuan National Competition has been expanded to include magic cultivators. It seems that the national situation in Nanyuan is tense."

"If it's really difficult, then we shouldn't deal with the court so rudely. Look at those demon cultivators with strange looks and strange clothes. If they were to become officials in the court, how would they establish the court and stabilize the government?"

"You better stop talking. If you sign up, you will definitely fight against them, but it is equivalent to signing a life and death agreement. You don't want to be killed by the demon cultivators as soon as you enter, do you?"

"Humph! My ambition is to serve the country, a mere demon cultivator..."

Guerlain and the others looked towards that person, and his eyes began to dodge, and his body honestly gave way to the demon cultivator.

Few people in the world know that the devil cultivators cannot see blood. After all, not many people can escape from their hands alive, and there are even fewer people like Yu Zibo who have the database of the Dark Emperor Pavilion.

Most people are scared off by their intimidating appearance, let alone truly understanding the affairs of the demon cultivators.

Ignoring the man, Guerlain picked up the registration form and started reading it. The so-called registration form was nothing more than a life and death agreement, and the beneficiary column was the greatest protection for the registrant.

The content was similar to that of the announcement. After simply reading a few words, Guerlain wrote Jin Yan's name in the beneficiary column.

Although the Five Saints were puzzled, they followed Guerlain's example and wrote the name "Jin Yan" one after another.

The person who organized the registration looked at the written content, and then looked at the five people, "You signed the registration form, three taels per person, five people is fifteen taels, who will pay the registration fee?"