Princess Sets Poison Again

Chapter 367

"Subordinates understand."

Xie Kun bowed respectfully, even before his name changed unknowingly.

The white raccoon gathered his intention to kill, raised his eyebrows, "Go get the pen and paper, I'll talk about the group rules."

"I'll get it."

Huo Bin responded immediately, ran out aggressively, and quickly returned with a paper ink pen.

"Leader."

The **** raised his chin. "I say you remember."

"Yes."

Huo Bin obediently placed the ink pen on the desk case, preparing to record.

Baitan raised a finger with arrogance, "The first rule of the regiment, obeying orders unconditionally, this is also the only rule in the regiment. Those who cannot do this will not accept it."

Huo Bin nodded thoughtfully, and then wrote down on the paper solemnly the seven words "Unconditionally obey orders."

Beaver looked at what Huo Bin wrote, nodded in satisfaction, and continued.

"In addition to a team leader, there are two deputy team leaders and five elite mercenary captains. The team leader is the highest decision-maker, and the deputy team leader assists the team leader in managing the affairs. The elite team leader needs to lead the mercenaries on duty."

Beaver said, Huo Bin was recorded on the paper one by one.

"The deputy commander has one senior mixed element stone per month, two bottles of Qixuesan and tonic fluid, and the elite captain five monthly intermediate elementary stones, two bottles of Qixuesan and tonic fluid."

Hearing the generous treatment of the deputy head and the elite captain, Xie Kun and Huo Bin were worthy of their eyes, and both looked fascinated.

Looking at the excited expressions of the two, Baitan hooked his lips. "The deputy head is yours."

"Thank you."

Both were overjoyed and thanked each other.

Although Xie Kun was the head of the regiment before, but the money he made was barely enough to maintain the expenses of the entire mercenary regiment. Now the deputy regiment gives a thousand or two silver a month. Then the fool would be willing to be the head of the regiment.

Not to mention Huo Bin, if Baiju made him an elite captain, he would be happy to die, let alone be a deputy head.

There was a faint flash of light in Baiju's eyes, which tickled the corners of his lips meaningfully.

The reason why they were made deputy heads of delegations was that they were the deputy heads of delegations before. They were more familiar with the affairs of the group than her and could better assist her in managing the affairs of the group.

The second is that the cultivation of these two people is not bad. They have already reached the realm of the Purple Spirit. They can block Amo's coercion, which is a bit of a skill.

Thirdly, she also had the solicitation. The two had just fallen from a height. If she let others manage them at this moment, it might be counterproductive. Instead, let them both be deputy heads. , Believe in this envy and give it down, the two will be sincere.

Looking at the sly light like a fox in Baijue's eyes, Mo Beichen smiled and held up his head.

This little thing has grown a lot, and now it can completely stand on its own. If you now give her an emperor, it should be fine.

Thinking of the emperor, Mo Beichen thought of Situ Yi.

I didn't even find him recently. I used to write at least a dozen letters to him every month. Even if he didn't reply, he still wrote correctly.

He really didn't want to care about the breaking things of Mo Xuexue. Fortunately, the time agreed with him and the old emperor was about to expire. By then, he could really get out of Moxue.

Bai Tan didn't know Mo Beichen's mind and continued to explain.

"The Elite Captain needs Blue Spirit or more to serve, and I will personally select it at that time."

"Yes."

The two nodded immediately.

"In the regiment, there are clear rewards and penalties. For those who have made great achievements, those who have made small achievements, those who have won the real Yuan Dan, those who have made great achievements, those who have won the Hao Yuan Dan or a spirit weapon. Twenty minutes is a small contribution, and fifty minutes is a great contribution. "

When they heard the reward that Beaver said, they both stared excitedly.

Zhenyuan Dan and Hao Yuandan are the elixir coveted by the mixed masters. At the auction the day before yesterday, three bottles of Hao Yuandan sold the 110,000 premium mixed Yuan stone. This reward is As far as the mixed master is concerned, it is simply a desperate temptation.

Looking at the excited expressions of the two, Beaver's lips sneered.

"There are rewards for meritorious deeds, but there are also penalties for those who have done so. Those who pass the small ones will abolish Xiu to drive out the mercenary regiment, those who pass the large ones will die."

The word "dead" in light wind and light cloud made the excited expression of the two men fade.

If you are too young, you will abolish it. If you are too old, you will have to die. This punishment is more severe. However, even with such strict rules, there are those rewards in front, and those mixed masters may be tempted.

Looking at the small and cautious faces of the two, the **** raised his eyebrows.

"It's just punishment. You don't need to pay too much attention. As long as you don't make mistakes, you won't get a penalty."

"Yes."

The two immediately responded respectfully, and were even more awed by the **** in their hearts. They did not dare to have any disrespect.

"The mercenaries who entered the regiment have year-end awards in addition to monthly monthly prescriptions and elixir."

"Year-end awards?"

The two frowned and looked at each other, never heard of this year's end award.

Even Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows with interest.

The **** nodded, "Yes, mercenaries who have joined the regiment for more than one year will be rewarded with one true Yuandan at the end of the year. Bing, one for Pei Yuandan, mercenary for more than five years in the regiment, one for Yun Yundan or one holy weapon. "

… Listening to the piles of rewards, Xie Kun and Huo Bin felt that they were both stunned by the rewards.

God, if these rewards are passed on, it is estimated that the threshold of their iron mercenary regiment will be broken.

Looking at the dizzy expressions of the two, Beaver chuckled.

"The elite team leader's year-end award is a bottle of Pei Yuandan, and the deputy leader's year-end award is ..."

The raccoon paused deliberately, watching both of them stretch their necks, looking nervous and expectant, and blinked playfully, "A bottle of Yun Yundan."

When they heard the deputy head's year-end award, the two were dizzy instantly.

Jin Yundan, also a bottle!

I remember that a bottle of Jin Yundan at the front hall auction took more than 300,000 high-grade mixed yuan stones, but that was more than 30 million gold.

I was fainted for a long time, and the two of them fell on their knees and scratched their heads together like a dream.

"Thank you."

The **** raised his hand with a smile, "Get up, kneel still."

The two got up, still looking excited.

"These rewards and penalties will be written on the recruitment posts at that time, so that everyone can clearly understand the rules of our iron mercenary regiment."

They immediately bowed, "My subordinates understand."

They can almost foresee the crowds at the gate of the Iron Blood Mercenary Regiment.

"In the future, all business received by the Iron Blood Mercenary Corps must be approved by me. If you two dare to pick up the work yourself, then you should know the end."

The **** gazed coldly at the two, and they immediately bowed, "Subordinates must swear allegiance to the leader."

The **** smiled and raised an eyebrow. "I give you two time. In the past two days, you have handled everything in the previous regiment. After two days, you will go to the Fengshen Mountain to find me.

"Yes." The two nodded.

The beaver's sleeves waved, and a pile of golden mountains appeared in front of the eyes of the two.

"The 100,000 gold is used as the fund of the group and is kept by your two deputy heads. You must list the details regardless of income or expenditure. I will check the account every six months. If anything is wrong, you should know as a result of."

The two of them originally risked Venus' eyes and heard the **** threatening, and immediately recovered their lucidity, bowing with sincerity, "The subordinates must live up to the expectations of the head."

The **** waved his hand impatiently, "OK, if I don't believe you, I won't give you so much gold."

You know how painful she is to take out so much gold.

Looking at Bai Xiao's face with a sore face, Mo Beichen's lip corner ticked slightly.

It is not easy for a small thing to take out so much gold.

"We left, remember to come down to Fengshen Mountain two days later."

When Baitan finished speaking, he hurriedly pulled Mo Beichen out of the iron blood mercenary regiment.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't dare to look at the Jinshan. She was afraid that she would be reluctant to look at it once more.

Xie Kun and Huo Bin did not return until they were gone for a long time.

Huo Bin, like dreaming, picked up a piece of gold on Jinshan.

"Brother, what do you say is the sacred head of this regiment, why is it so rich?"

One shot is 100,000 gold, but not a little bit rich.

Xie Kun blinked lightly, frowning, "No matter where it is sacred, it is by no means a simple figure."

Although the head of the regiment is only Huang Ling's realm, but her husband, that Moye has already arrived in Mo Ling's realm.

Mo Ling is not terrible. What's terrible is that he is still so young. He looks like he is only about 20 years old. Mo Ling, 20 years old, I am afraid that the entire Yunjing can't find the second one.

Suddenly thought of something, Huo Bin's eyes widened.

"By the way, our head is called Beaver, will she be the white fairy at the auction the day before yesterday."

Waking the dreamer in a word, Xie Kun slammed his head.

"Yeah, why didn't I think about it?"

They were in the second-floor box that day, but they didn't see the appearance of the white fairy, but they also heard that the white fairy was so glamorous and stunning that it completely matched the looks of their head.

And the white fairy is a pharmacist, which can explain why the head of the group can take out so much panax.

At that time, the white fairy was throwing 200 million gold at the auction, so it was not unusual that the head of the team shot 100,000 gold.

The more they thought, the more they felt right, saying in unison, "Our head is the white fairy."

Both were staring in shock.

Gosh, their head turned out to be the legendary white fairy, it really seemed like they were dreaming.

After the shock, Xie Kun gradually calmed down, with a solemn expression, "Don't spread the matter for the time being, so as not to cause trouble to the head of the team."

At the auction, the head of the team got the final magic weapon, Xuantianyan Fireball. This holy city does not know how many people are staring at the head of the team. If they let them know that the head of the team is a white fairy, I am afraid the team There will be danger in the long run.

"understand."

Huo Bin immediately nodded solemnly, he is not an ignorant person, he also knows the powerful relationship.

In the faint moonlight, the two walked on the cold streets holding hands.

"Everything is good, the trick is good."

The sound of cool teasing came, and the sly eyes of Baiju flashed, raising his eyes to please, "Whenever they are afraid of me, they clearly don't want to stab you, I am nothing more than a fake tiger.

Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows evilly, which was quite helpful to Bai Ju's horse ass.

Mo Beichen turned around and looked at the **** seriously, "Then I am only a tiger for you."

Looking at the deep affection in Mo Beichen's eyes, Baijue moved his toes with a look of excitement, and his delicate lips came to his ears.

"Amo, I love you."

The faint voice came to his ears, and Mo Beichen took a breath, took her into his arms, and kissed him fiercely.

Under the faint moonlight, the two forgot to kiss, pure and beautiful, and even the clouds were slowly backing away without interruption.