I always feel that there is something wrong with these disciples of God Jianfeng, but the duty lies in that the disciples want to rent demon horses, and the deacon naturally cannot stop them.

But in the face of all the disciples of God Jianfeng, the deacon was still afraid to remind him.

"There is no problem for you to rent demon horses, but you can't deliberately mistreat them. Such situations as not giving them water must not occur."

"All right, deacon, just register as soon as you can."

In this regard, Shen Jianfeng's disciples repeatedly nodded, they now only want to finish the task quickly, lunch should be too late, if not too fast, dinner should be OK.

In the face of the urging of the disciples, the deacon's mouth twitched, bullshit will not.

Just now, he made a rough count and found that more than 300 of the demon horses rented out yesterday were dehydrated and exhausted. They definitely needed to rest and recuperate for a few days.

After registering for everyone and paying the gate points, the disciples hurried to the horse farm to select horses.

However, seeing the disciples of Shen Jianfeng coming, these demon horses surprisingly made a backward action.

Looking at the disciples of Shen Jianfeng, it seemed that they were facing a group of demons, and the horses could not help but tremble slightly.

Even after some of his disciples mounted the horse, the demon horse did not move at all, refusing to step out of the horse field.

"Hey, deacon, what's wrong with your horse? It doesn't move at all."

Not one or two, but most of the horses that were rented out yesterday.

As the deacon arrived, a crowd of demon horses looked at him pitifully, as if to say, "Help me."

"That......... They don't seem to want to go out with you. '

The corners of his mouth twitched wildly, and he was extremely depressed and said, "What kind of people are these, even demon horses?"

And heard this, the disciples can quit, a vicious look at the cross-horse demon, calm tone, but very cold way.

"You listen, I am in a hurry, if you dare delay the meal, I will kill you, you know?"

Murderousness unconsciously emanates from the body, feeling this murderousness, the deacon panicked.

"What do you want? Do not hurt these evil horses."

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What the deacon did not expect was that, with the disciples' voices falling, the demon horse, which had refused to move before, seemed to be hit by chicken blood at this moment, and rushed out of the horse farm in general, and soon disappeared.

"I fucking............"

At the scene, the deacon grits his teeth and curses. Are you fucking kidding me? Just now, he was still dead.

If the demon horses can talk, they will certainly reply, this is not a question of whether to go or not, delay the meal, I have to die ah, that killing is not a joke.

The intuition of demon beasts is naturally much more sensitive than that of human beings, and so is the perception of murderous spirit. Therefore, these demon horses can be sure that what Excalibur Feng disciples just said is definitely not a joke.

If they delay their meal, they will die. So they choose to follow their heart, which is definitely not a coward.

They still ran all the way, and even in order to save time on drinking water, many disciples actually happened to agree and directly gave their water bags to the demon horses to drink while running.

I could drink water, but I couldn't stop. I was really in a hurry.

Again, after Shenjianfeng disciples left, other Feng disciples also came to the racecourse, most of them were the disciples who did not rent the demon horse yesterday.

"Deacon, do you have any demon horses today?"

In the face of the disciples' inquiry, he just looked ugly.

"Still no."

"Still no? Why not?"

"The people from Shenjianfeng came just now."

Hearing this, all the disciples froze and then their faces turned black. Just then, one of them saw the hundreds of demon horses left in the racecourse and complained.

"Aren't there any left?"

"These horses are unfit to ride and will rest for a few days."

Then, under the leadership of the deacon, the disciples came forward. Only then did they notice that hundreds of horses, one by one, looked sluggish and weak.

"How could this be?"

You should know that the care of a demon horse is very careful, and nothing like this has ever happened.

Under the inquiry of the disciples, the deacon had to tell the truth about the matter and learned that it was another disciple of Shen Jianfeng.

Some of them could not help Shouting angrily.

"A herd of animals."

"Even the horses."

There is no way, the low level of the horse horse horse horse, can only choose the high level of the horse, but most of the disciples, on the one hand, do not have so many Taoist points, on the other hand, they are not enough to control the high level of the horse.

Finally, some people suggested that they should rent horses directly in Sanyuan City.

As soon as he said this, many disciples immediately agreed with him.

But when they inquired about Sanyuan City, there were no fucking horses here either.

"Where are the horses? For such a big business as yours, you don't even have a few low-class horses?"

Completely numb, some exasperated asked.

In the face of a disciple, the shopkeeper of the business did not dare to offend, and could only say with a bitter smile.

"Isn't it true that a large number of your disciples came to rent horses yesterday? All the low-level demon horses of our business firm have been rented out. Not only we, but also the low-level demon horses of other business firms in the Yuan City have been rented out."

"Do you know which peak's disciples they are?"

"God Jianfeng."

"Them again.............."

Knowing that it was the disciples of God Jianfeng again, they all rattled their teeth, clenched their fists, and their bodies could not help but tremble slightly because of the anger.

The horses in Zongmen racecourse were gone, and the horses in the three major cities around them were also gone, and these were all done by Shen Jianfeng's disciples.

What are they doing here? Did the whole Shenjianfeng disciples go out at the same time?

Since the inexplicable destruction of black tiger Yuan, Shenjianfeng has become more and more inappropriate.

First take the task of the empty mission hall, line by line, and now all the low-class horses around the Zong door are rented out.

Some disciples could not help raising their eyes to the sky and Shouting angrily.

"Deceiving others is too much. I, Li Qiang, swear that I will not share heaven with God Jianfeng."

Listen to this disciple roar, the side of the business manager a face covered circle, the same master brothers, how also make it not to wear the day together?

Do not know the encounter of other peak disciples, after breakfast, rest for an hour, Ye Changqing got up to the main peak mission hall.

This month's mandatory task has not been done, Ye Changqing is going to the mission hall to see.

All the way to the task hall, in the star of the task to choose.

"Just pick one that's closer and easier."

Secretly calculating in my mind, I soon selected a task to kill evil spirits.

The distance from a Taoist school is not far, the strength of evil is not strong, just discouraged spirits, equivalent to the sense of human friars.

"That's it."

Take the task and get registered with the deacon.

During the process, the deacon of the mission Church also asked with a strange look on his face.

"Are you a disciple of Shen Jianfeng?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

"No."

Then Ye Changqing only heard the deacon whisper.

"It is really rare that Shenjianfeng still has a disciple who only takes one task."