The little girl was wearing tattered clothes, covered with mud trenches and stains, and exuded a stench that made the people around her frown. She looked like a little beggar who had just crawled out of the garbage heap.

Compared with the neat and hygienic clothes around her, in order to make a good impression on the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Institute, this dirty little girl with a foul smell can be said to stand out from the crowd. .

The little girl seemed to have been hungry for a long time, her footsteps were unusually slow, and her thin and petite body was shaking slightly, making people worried that a gust of wind could blow her away.

Despite this, she persisted and walked in front of the Qingshan clan.

"Hello grandpa~"

The little girl behaved very politely and bowed respectfully to the old man.

"Well... let's test it."

A hint of a smile appeared on Qingshan's old face, and he felt a good feeling in his heart. After all, a polite child is likable after all.

"Yes."

The little girl was very weak, she just said a few words, then took a few breaths, and then pressed the instrument with her dirty little hands.

Beep beep! ! !

In an instant, the instrument made a beeping sound, and the numbers on it began to jump wildly, and finally stopped on the number 'six'.

"Um?!"

Originally, the eyelids were drooping down, and the Qingshan Clan, who seemed to be dozing off, suddenly burst into light in the turbid eyes: "It turned out to be... a sixth-class spiritual pressure?!"

Everyone was shocked!

They waited from day to night, and this was the first time they saw that instrument and had such a strong reaction!

I believe that as long as you are not a fool, you will understand what this means.

That girl is different!

really.

The sedentary Aoyama Clan slowly got up, with a gentle expression on his face, he stroked his beard and laughed: "Not bad, I finally found a good seedling, and when I go back this time, I don't need to laugh at the other old guys. "

This time, there are four enrollment bases, which are set up at the four gates of the south, south, and northwest, and he is the examiner in charge of the east gate test.

down the whole day,

He only recruited less than 100 people, and they were all "tenth-level spiritual pressure". Originally, he was already desperate, and he was ready to be laughed at by other old guys when he returned.

Can never imagine!

When it was about to end, God suddenly gave him a surprise!

The initial assessment is the 'sixth-level spiritual pressure'. If there are no accidents in the future, it is almost a certainty to become a captain-level death god in the future!

"This is impossible!"

The black people felt outraged and thought they were discriminated against, and roared: "You are discriminatory, why did I not pass, this damn bastard passed? Damn old man, are you secretly making trouble behind your back?"

"Son, what's your name?"

The Aoyama clan completely ignored the black man who was jumping on the beam and continued to question the little girl.

The little girl raised her head and said in a hoarse voice, "My...name is Chen."

It was only then that Mrs. Qingshan noticed that although the girl was not very old and was covered in filthy dirt, she could still glimpse her beauty.

The only regret is that her eyes have no pupils, only a pale color, which looks quite scary.

"List?"

Qing Shan stroked his beard and asked curiously, "Child, do you have your full name?"

The girl shook her head and said sadly, "I...don't remember..."

"Fake! Bichi!"

The black man's eyes flickered fiercely, and the jealousy on his face became more and more intense.

Why?

That skinny little bastard could pass the test, but a man as strong as him was brushed off!

This must be discrimination!

That's right, that damn old man must have moved his hands and feet on purpose, otherwise, how could someone as strong as him fail the test?

The more the black people think about it, the more they feel that this is the case, their hearts are extremely unbalanced, and they gradually become distorted and perverted.

Since what he can't get, others can't get it either!

Ruin her!

Kill this damn bitch!

"Go to hell, you bloody bastard!" The black man roared, suddenly burst out from behind, and punched the unsuspecting girl!

"what!"

The crowd was stunned by this scene.

too suddenly!

No one thought that such a thing would happen!

The burly and strong body of the black man instantly formed a very strong contrast with the thin body of the little girl. Many people even closed their eyes and couldn't bear to see what happened to the girl.

With the physical quality of that little girl, it is absolutely impossible to resist this punch!

"Go die die die..."

The cruel and tyrannical colors in the eyes of the black people are intertwined, and the roar with a ferocious expression: "Give me to die!!!"

However.

Everyone seems to have forgotten a little, there is also a death god present!

"How brave!"

A cold light flickered at the bottom of Qingshan's eyes, he slowly raised his fingertips, and wrote lightly, "One of the ways to bind, plug."

call out!

Invisible spiritual power surged out from his fingertips, instantly binding the black man's hands and feet, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the shackles.

"what!"

The black man fell to the ground ruthlessly, and when he looked up, he happened to meet the cold eyes of the old man. The killing intent was like the chill of the twelfth lunar month, making him feel almost frozen.

"Oh...you're not too timid."

The Qingshan clan took the girl behind him, then stroked his beard and sneered: "To dare to attack the students of the True Central Spiritual Arts Academy in front of this old man, the death penalty is unforgivable!"

"No...you can't kill me!"

The black man was completely panicked, and then he remembered that the old man in front of him came out of the white giant wall... Death!

The black looked terrified, squirming crazily on the ground, trying to get away from the old man in white, and then began to talk nonsense: "I...I am a citizen of the United States of America, you can't kill me, you have no right to judge I......"

Before he could finish speaking, a sword light swept across his neck.

laugh! ! !

A head rolled to the ground, blood gushing out like a fountain.

hiss--

Hundreds of people around witnessed this scene, and they all gasped, and their faces turned pale.

"law?"

Qingshan's blood vibrated the knife, the white clothes were as new, the dust was not stained, and the complexion was slightly cold: "In the realm of corpses, the Spiritual Court is the law."

Say it.

The Qingshan clan glanced slightly, and looked at everyone coldly: "Do you have any opinions?"

"No, we have no opinion!"

"Yes, that guy deserves to die!"

"It's just..."

The surrounding bystanders shook their heads one after another, turning into a righteous party, and shirking all the anger and guilt on the black man with the severed head.

joke......

As for the knife in your old hand, who would dare to have an opinion?

Many of them showed contempt and moved out of the laws of the United States of America. I am afraid that this person's mind is not flooded. This is the realm of corpses!

"Child, come here."

The icy expression on Qingshan's face disappeared, and he turned to a soft smile, saying, "From today onwards, you are my disciple!"

"is teacher!"