Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

People are more dead than popular, and they are lost.

Until the door of Mingshi Trade Union, Xi Yun had this idea in his mind.

It was also a coincidence that when I arrived at the door, I just met Zeng Mingshi and walked out with a few people.

"Why are you again?"

Master Zeng saw Ye Lingyue and Xi Yun go back and returned, mockingly speaking.

He had all heard that Ye Lingyue and Xi Yun had been recruiting Ming Masters for several days, and they also lost their ideas to participate in the assessment on behalf of the ancient city of Gesang.

Master Zeng Ming also wanted to make a sarcasm, which one knows to see Emperor Xin behind Ye Lingyue and others.

"Slow down, Mingshi Trade Union, non-mingshi can't enter. You don't want to be confused, he is not a Mingshi."

Master Zeng Ming was still distracted when he saw Emperor Xin.

Looking at the actions of Ye Lingyue and others, Zeng Mingshi guessed that the two women could not find other participants, so they pulled Di Xin over to indiscriminately.

He shouted so loudly that everyone around him came around.

Master Zeng Ming shouted loudly.

"Come and see, these two women, after being expelled by the Lingxi Union, still want to make every effort to see the annual assessment. The person behind them is not a master at all."

People from Mingshi Federation of Trade Unions also rushed over after hearing the news.

At this time, a middle-aged woman outside Pentecost came.

"Vice president."

Xi Yun greeted the person and paid a salute.

The woman is Mrs. Ban, the vice president of the Federation of Trade Unions. She is an old friend of the old president of Lingxi.

"Miss Xi Yun, I have heard about your affairs. But the Federation of Trade Unions has the rules of the Federation of Trade Unions, and I can do nothing about it."

The head of the class motioned to Master Zeng Ming not to make any noise.

As for the old chairperson, the chairperson of the class also felt a little sloppy, but there was no definitive evidence.

"Vice President, we are not here to make trouble, we are here to participate in the annual assessment. We are fighting on behalf of the ancient city of Gesang."

Xi Yun is very disdainful about Master Zeng's approach, but she also knows that it is not a hard time right now.

"It is not impossible to participate on behalf of the ancient city, just your manpower?"

The president of the squad was embarrassed and looked at Ye Lingyue and Di Xin.

Of these two, one is only a third-level master, and the other is not a master at all.

Although she wanted to help Xi Yun, she could not break the rules in front of so many people.

"Squad leader, I am indeed not a master, but not at the moment, does not mean that it is not in the future. I came here today, just to participate in the assessment."

Di Xin said lightly.

"You, take part in the appraisal of the inscription master? Boy, how long have you studied inscription?"

The head of the class was surprised.

Although she didn't know the identity of Emperor Xin, she was of good looks and temperament.

Moreover, he has a restrained breath and no breath at all.

Generally speaking, a successful warrior can never become a monk halfway through refining inscriptions.

"Two hours."

Di Xin said frankly.

Two hours!

Di Xin didn't say it was okay, he said so, all the inscription masters around were filled with indignation.

"This kid, what a joke, only after learning the inscriptions of two hours, came to participate in the assessment of the master?"

"What is he to be a master of inscriptions?

"Why does it make sense to drive this troubled boy out!"

"A kid with a hairy head, I'm afraid I can't even hold the inscription pen."

The inscription masters are all badhearted and want to blast out Emperor Xin and others.

The chairman of the class also smiled bitterly.

"Boy, inscriptions are not something that can be learned overnight. If you are really interested, you can learn more time and come to the assessment again."

"I want to take part in the assessment, or does the Cangman Federation of Trade Unions fail even the assessments in the districts?"

Emperor Xin will not retreat in half a step, he will take part in the assessment on the spot.

"That's it, let you participate in the assessment, but if you can't even reach the first-level Ming Master, it is forbidden to step into the Ming Master Union in the future. Not only you, but also your companions. "

The squad leader was also annoyed.

The annual assessment is imminent. Due to the collision period with Xintianhe, the Federation of Trade Unions is facing great pressure this time.

In particular, there has also been a violent death of President Ling Xi, and President Ban has been scorched these days.

The other party's attitude was so angry that the head of the class was a little angry.

She was angry and took Dixin to walk in.

The assessment of the Mingshi Trade Union is inside.

"Ling Yue, is there really no problem with your Highness Sword Demon?"

Seeing that Emperor Xin and President Ban had left, Xi Yun still had trouble writing.

Actually, I do n’t blame the head of the class for his response. Even Xi Yun felt that His Highness the Sword Demon wanted to become a master within two hours. This fact is ridiculous.

"Relax, Dixin never does things that are not sure."

Even if Di Xin forgot the past, there are no seven emotions and six desires, but he is still Di Xin.

Ye Lingyue was relieved of his work.

"Look at you this time, how will it end. The old president is really blind, and will trust you."

Master Zeng Mingxing said happily.

Although he won the position of president of the Lingxi Union, he heard that the old president told Ye Lingyue and Xi Yun a big secret before his death.

Master Zeng has always been bitter about this matter.

But a quarter of an hour later, Emperor Xin came out.

"Sword Demon Emperor Xin, the inscription is not swordsmanship. You will use a sword, not necessarily an inscription pen. If you want to become an inscription master, wait another year and a half."

Master Zeng sneered.

"how about it?"

Xi Yun asked cautiously, Emperor Xin said nothing, and behind him, the president of the class came out.

She looked weird, looking at the crowd, and she just stopped talking.

"President, I said, this kid is here to make trouble. Come here, and bombard the three."

Mr. Zeng Ming was complacent, and he must catch up with others.

"Give Master Ming the order."

But at this moment, the chairman of the class said suddenly.

Everyone was stunned.

"He He……"

"Class II inscription master."

The president of the class had a complex look and handed a second-level Mingshi token to Dixin.

At this point, the other people were speechless.

"It stands to reason. Twenty kinds of inscriptions, you should be a third-level inscription master, but you will not use an inscription pen, but also use the non-traditional inscription method. You can only be a second-level inscription master in terms of assessment conditions. "

The class chairman explained.

Twenty kinds of inscriptions.

This kid who has only learned two hours, actually understands twenty kinds of inscriptions?

The inscription masters were all stunned.

"bad."

Ye Lingyue secretly called badly.

She just told Dixin to get started with twenty kinds of inscriptions, but she forgot to tell Dixin how to use the inscription pen.

What did this kid use to inscribe the inscription?

After that, it will not be used ... Ye Lingyue quietly looked at the sword on the eyes of Emperor Xin.

Carved inscriptions with swords?

No wonder the president of the class looks so strange.