Chapter 695 (2/2)

Lu Chuan clapped his hands and said in chagrin: ”a big demon king of Taiyi in Wonderland, or a golden winged ROC bird with good speed. Its magic power is enormous, its magic power is vast, and its speed is invincible. You said that benzhenjun was unlucky or not, so he was punished for his incompetence.”

The two heavenly soldiers looked at each other with deep sympathy.

There are only a few immortals and gods in Tianting Taiyi, not to mention the legendary fierce bird of golden winged ROC.

Golden winged ROC bird is a legendary fierce bird, because it is too rare, but each one is extremely powerful and cruel and cold-blooded. It is definitely the most dangerous and terrible creature in the three worlds.

It's nice to meet this creature and save your life.

Because as we all know, the most embarrassing situation when you encounter this kind of born and fast fierce bird is that you can't fight and can't win.

Lu Chuan smiled and patted them on the shoulder: ”so the Jade Emperor demoted benzhenjun to youshengzhenjun and sat down as the commander of the picket department. Therefore, we will be colleagues from now on.”

He took out two red envelopes and stuffed them into their hands: ”send some gifts when you meet for the first time.”

The two heavenly soldiers stared at Lu Chuan entering the picket and looked at the red envelope in their hands.

This is specially made by Lu Chuan to seal incense mana and spirit stone aura.

”Zhang Jian, is this the legendary god of wealth?”

”Yes, what's the matter? I didn't lie to you. I'm not arrogant and approachable. I'm also generous. It's a pity...”

Zhang Jian looked at the red envelope and sighed: ”it's a pity that Rugao is not the God of wealth. We won't have a red envelope in the future.”

”But it's our immediate boss.” Another heavenly soldier said.

”Yes, Wang Shan, I tell you, I wanted to work with this master before. You don't know the night you went to heaven. Look at the skills of the current Wuqu Xingjun fart and yell at us.”

Zhang Jian whispered, ”I don't know how much your magic power is better than me. It's more than enough to be a top-grade spirit officer, but he only let you be a gatekeeper. I'll be unfair for you if you bury your skills...”

”Shh, keep your voice down. We won't die if we talk about the officer like this?”

Wang Shan was shocked and quickly whispered, ”I'm new here. Isn't it normal to be a heavenly soldier? There will be a chance in the future. ”

”Fart, you see how many days I've been in heaven. Although my mana is not as good as you, it's still OK to be a third-class or second-class spiritual officer?”

Zhang Jian sneered: ”but now I'm still a big soldier. This Yousheng Zhenjun may be different. I think I'll seize the opportunity this time...”

Wang Shan was surprised: ”what are you going to do?”

Zhang Jian took the red envelope and clenched it into a fist: ”I'm not willing to be just a heavenly soldier. I don't want them to sit on our station. I want to be a spiritual Officer...”

Wang Shan took a look inside: ”maybe... This Yousheng Zhenjun is really different.”

Zhang Jian came to heaven to participate in the selection of heavenly soldiers, but there are a few people like Marshal Tianpeng who will be Marshal as soon as he goes to heaven.

No, it should be an example.

According to the hearsay, marshal Peng had a backstage in the sky that day, so he could be marshal.

But they have no blood and no money in heaven, so they can only be a big head soldier in the end.

No one wants to be a big soldier, especially those with ability.

They do not lack strength.

All they lack is an opportunity.

Whether a person is good or evil can sometimes be felt without saying. Wang Shan is especially good at this skill.

Although it was only the first time we met, the real gentleman made him feel good.

Inside the picket.

Nangong Shi, the star of Wuqu, leaned back against the master's chair, his feet tilted on the table, closed his eyes and looked like he was asleep.

”Oh, the star of Wuqu is so leisurely!”

Lu Chuan said with a smile.

He has already sent it through Tianbing, but he knows it's loaded when he comes in with such a dead look.

No sound.

Nangong slept soundly.

Lu Chuan continued with a smile: ”Wuqu Xingjun?”

Nangong Shi didn't say a word. He snored this time.

Lu Chuan smiled and gently knocked the tip of his right foot on the ground.

Click!

All the tables and chairs were torn apart. Nangong fell down in weightlessness and opened his eyes with a cry.

Lu Chuan secretly pinched his fingers and led them upward. A three inch long wooden thorn ”Shua” stood up.

It's still glowing.