Shi Xin has a hot temper. He finalized everything in one day and would lead the team back to Prefecture the next day.
Yang Ling asked Chen Xu and the others to go back and Red Gold Mine cooperated with Wu Xiaochen to take care of it.
Chen Guoqing was left behind by Qingshan City to cooperate with Old Zhao.
Then he and Lin Yan mounted their horses and followed Shi Xin's team to Changhe Prefecture.
Shi Xin, Yang Ling, Lin Yan, all three of them were wearing Iron Clothes Department and Iron Clothes, walking in the front.
The remaining dozens of elite Constable followed behind.
Such a team is enough to intimidate all parties in official circles.
Even if you encounter some people in a hurry along the way, or if the team escorted by the escort sees them, you have to carefully avoid them.
The horses are whipping and the dust is flying.
In a trance, Yang Ling really felt like he was actually Jianghu.
Yang Ling plans to go to Changhe Prefecture this time and try to buy Spirit Nurturing Pill with normal quality.
Or look at Prefecture and see if you can get Peiyuan Pill.
Now that he has twenty thousand taels of Silver Note, he feels very high-spirited and has a strong desire to consume.
Changhe Prefecture is about a hundred miles away from Qingshan City.
The team stopped and went and arrived at Changhe Prefecture at noon.
As soon as we entered the city, the hustle and bustle hit us.
"It's lively here, Qingshan City only has hundreds of thousands of people, but Changhe Prefecture has seven to eight million people."
Shi Xin smiled lightly and said, "It's a shame that you still want to stay in that small place to retire. People who are capable will go to places like this.
In Qingshan City, you may not meet a Martial Artist from Registered Rank in a few days.
But at Changhe Prefecture, Ninth-rank Martial Artist is not too much, but it is not too little either."
While he was talking, he had already arrived at Iron Clothes Department Prefectural Office with Yang Ling and the others.
Yang Ling followed Shi Xin and watched him hand over the bodies of Tie Xinghu and Qi Dalong, as well as the belongings that were confiscated this time.
As for Lin Yan, he went to Patrol Division to take up his post.
During this process, when Iron Clothes Department and Constable saw Shi Xin, they all looked respectful and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.
Yang Ling, who was following Shi Xin, naturally became the target of their secret observation.
"It's finally done. Let's just wait for the superiors to discuss their merits and reward them."
After Shi Xin finished the last thing, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Yang Ling with a smile:
"Boy, come with me to Registered Rank. This matter happens to be under the control of our Iron Clothes Department."
Yang Ling also had an inexplicable expectation in his heart.
He also wanted to see where his current strength was.
But... in order not to expose Vajra Mingwang Technique, he must cover up something this time.
Soon, Shi Xin took Yang Ling to the other end of the Iron Clothes Department.
The courtyard here is very lively at the moment. Yang Ling glanced around and all he saw was Martial Artist.
There were hundreds of them, and they all looked excited and chatted in low voices.
Yang Ling glanced at their Attribute Panel and found that most of their Base Attribute Point were not high.
Some are similar to Wu Que and others, and some are worse than Wu Que.
Only a very small number of them, Attribute Point, broke 20 points, which is similar to Xu Qing.
Here, he also found some Player, but their level was very low. They didn't even reach Class Transfer, and were stuck at Level 10.
Attribute Point is naturally not much higher.
"These Martial Artist are all thinking about Registered Rank. Do you know why?"
Shi Xin glanced at Yang Ling.
Yang Ling: "For fame?"
"Well, Registered Rank is the easiest way to spread your fame."
"As long as you register, you will have sufficient status in Jianghu."
"In addition, after Registered Rank, if you don't have a sect, you will be easily recruited by the sect."
"We Iron Clothes Department will occasionally select a group of people to serve as Constable. Maybe we can produce a talent like you."
Shi Xin smiled.
Yang Ling smiled and said nothing.
Both of them were wearing Iron Clothes, Shi Xin, Iron Clothes or Eighth Rank, so along the way, the Martial Artists in the yard gave way one after another, looking at the two with a hint of awe.
At this time, there was already Martial Artist in Registered Rank, deeper in the yard.
"As long as you can support ten moves in my hand, you are Ninth Rank."
The opponent of Martial Artist is a skinny old man.
On the other hand, Martial Artist is a giant man with a height of two meters.
The two sides stand together, forming a strong visual difference.
The giant man did not take it lightly at this moment, but after he started to make a list, he attacked the old man with all his strength.
Yang Ling's expression changed. He only glanced at the giant man's Attribute Panel. His strength exceeded 20 points, and there were two Martial Artss in his possession.
He was mainly surprised by the properties of Scrawny Old Man.
The opponent's strength seems to be similar to Shi Xin!
The giant man's attack had arrived at this moment, but Scrawny Old Man nimbly dodged his punch, and then lightly slapped him on the belly.
Bang!
The giant man flew backwards and vomited a mouthful of blood when he landed.
He immediately got up and attacked again.
At the eighth move, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground and never got up. He was still carried down.
"Failed to create a record, not included in the product."
Scrawny Old Man said lightly.
Everyone in the courtyard was silent. Seeing this scene, many Martial Artist had the mentality of retreating.