As soon as he said that, the entire hall became completely quiet, without a trace of sound.
"Master Yun Shao is the captain of the eighth team?"
All the craft practitioners were shocked on the spot, and their expressions turned into ecstasy again. They were all excited and their faces were red and their ears were a little unlucky.
Li Yunxiao glanced at everyone lightly and said, "I heard that you are very arrogant and domineering on weekdays and it is difficult to manage. Deputy Captain Zhou Xiang cried and shouted that he was leaving."
"No, no, there is no such thing!"
A group of art masters were very anxious, and Fang Rui hurriedly argued: "We are all approachable, kind, gentle and elegant in our work, and we are humble and polite in our hearts and politeness. We will never put on the airs of art masters."
"Is that right, Vice Captain Zhou!" He turned his head to look at Zhou Xiang, his eyes wider than the bronze bell, and he glared fiercely.
Zhou Xiang was stunned by the stare. The huge contrast between these art masters made him feel an indescribable sense of desolation surged into his heart. His face was full of sadness and sobbing: "All masters are gentlemen, gentle and kind, understanding. They talk about gentlemen, and they are as gentle as jade..., woo, woo... "
After talking about it, he couldn't help but feel aggrieved again, squatting on the ground and hugging his head and crying.
“Yes, yes!”
All the art masters hurriedly said, "We are all humble and polite people and gentle people. In the future, Master Yunxiao will have orders, so no one dares not to obey!"
Hailin and Zhu Lei were both dizzy. They looked at the group of craft practitioners who were usually arrogant and nostrils facing the sky. At this moment, they bowed and bowed under Li Yunxiao's seat, making a promise with confidence, feeling extremely unreal and a fantasy feeling.
Zhu Lei swallowed and said dryly: "Master Yunxiao is good at spiritual attacks. Are these hallucinations we see?"
Hailin also patted his forehead and felt a pain. He watched Zhou Xiang squatting on the ground crying sadly, feeling that it didn't seem fake.
Li Yunxiao frowned and said, "But..., the contracts of all the masters seem to be about to expire. I am really unsure whether the rookie mercenary group will renew with you. Let's ask Young Master Hailin."
The art refiners of all major forces generally adopt the hire system, providing a large number of various materials for art refiners to practice, thereby retaining them to refine for themselves. Only a very few art refiners will really join a certain force, which is equivalent to completely limiting themselves to death.
After all, the ultimate place of belonging to all the art refiners, without exception is the art refining holy land - the sea of transformation!
"contract?"
A skill master hurriedly ran to Hailin and begged: "Young Master Hailin, please let me renew my contract with the rookie mercenary group! At least fifty years will be renewed!"
"And I, fifty years are enough. I want to renew my contract for a hundred years!"
"One hundred years? You are over one hundred years old! I'm going to sign a lifelong contract and stay in the rookie mercenary group for the rest of my life!"
"I want to have a lifelong contract too! But the contract must be written in that Master Yunxiao must be in the rookie mercenary group. If Master Yunxiao leaves, I will leave too!"
"Yes, yes, yes, Master Yunxiao, we are here. Master Yunxiao will leave, we will leave!"
Hailin instantly got a bunker, and he remembered how his father begged these art masters to stay. He was so arrogant that he had to look at the other party's face and follow the other party's hobbies that he had signed a five-year contract. Now, they were crying and shouting, proactively asking for a lifetime contract. This contrast...
What shocked him even more was that even if he signed a lifelong contract, it was not the rookie mercenary group that bound them, but Li Yunxiao. If Li Yunxiao left, the consequences...
He felt his head abrupt for a moment, and cried around him to sign a lifelong contract and drowned him. He felt that he could not handle this situation at all, so he hurriedly shouted: "Hurry, hurry up, Commander Zuo, go and get all the contracts of all the masters, and then call my father!"
"Who is noisy in my eighth team? I can't be at peace!"
Suddenly a roar came from the back of the hall, and a white-haired old man rushed out with anger on his face, looked around and shouted: "What are you all doing? Each of them has tears on his face. Could it be that who bullying you?"
"I heard that someone is going to sign a lifelong contract? You are not stupid, are you?"
The old man widened his eyes and glared at everyone fiercely, but he found that everyone was full of indifference and determination, and was not moved by his words.
"Master Lu!"
Fang Rui hurried forward and said, "This is the new captain of the eighth team. We are all determined to follow the captain. The captain will stay for us, and the captain will leave us!"
"Oh?" The old man looked at him suspiciously and snorted coldly: "A group of backboneless guys! Who can let you sell your freedom and sign a lifelong contract! I want to see that the new captain is Fang Shensheng!"
He pushed everyone away and looked upwards above the hall.
Everyone's hearts were shocked. Master Lu was the leader of all art refiners. He was also a fifth-level peak art refiner and had a very irritable temper. If he had a conflict with Master Yunxiao and offended him...
Just when everyone was nervous and randomly guessing.
Master Lu's eyes were wide open, and he looked at Li Yunxiao's mouth wide, and suddenly rushed over and wailed loudly, "Master, Master! Finally, I have seen you again!" He half-kneeled and crawled in front of Li Yunxiao like a child, crying, "Please take my knees! I, Lu Xun, will follow Master from now on. Master, don't abandon me!"
He kept grabbing Li Yunxiao's legs with both hands.
Li Yunxiao was in a panic and kicked him away a few times, angrily: " Stay away from me, I'm not interested in men! If you want to follow me, first ask if the rookie mercenary group agrees!"
This old man was the Lu Xun he had seen before. After receiving the inspiration from Li Yunxiao, he buried his head in refining it, and it was indeed successful soon. This refining was expected, and the bottleneck that he had been stuck for a long time was instantly released and he almost advanced to level six.
"Rookie Mercenary Group?" Lu Xun was stunned, hurriedly stood up, ran towards Hailin, and shouted: "Young Master Hailin, hurry up and bring my contract. I want to sign a lifelong agreement! Master Yunxiao is there, and Master Yunxiao is there, I will leave!"
Hailin had a headache and another one came.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a crisp slap sounded in the hall. Zhou Xiang drooped his head, slapped himself constantly, and said bitterly: "Mr. Yun, you will be my boss in the future. You will be whatever you say. Even if you let me eat shit, I will go."
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
He kept slapping, with a total of ten loud slaps, and his face was slapped red directly.
At the beginning, he really couldn't do anything. After all, he was a powerful Martial Emperor, and he was a powerful existence in any force. But seeing the arrogant art masters who were usually proud and kneeling down on the spot, he didn't seem embarrassed to slap them like this a few times.
The next few slaps became more and more cheerful, and the shyness was numbed by the slap, and I didn't feel it anymore. Instead, I felt that it was a great pride and happiness to be able to follow Li Yunxiao. At least I just want to follow him, without any contract. And these noble skill masters still have to sign a lifelong contract to be qualified to follow him.
Thinking of this, I became more and more proud of myself. The last few slaps were even more intense, and my faces were swollen like buns.
"Deputy Captain, you are..."
Li Yunxiao opened his mouth in surprise and said in confusion: "Your method of showing loyalty is too strange. I have seen it."
Zhou Xiang touched the bloated faces on both sides and shook his head repeatedly, "It should be, it should be. I am a very ignorant person. I should beat him, I should beat him!"
He looked at Ding Ling'er secretly, with a look of prayer in his eyes.
Ding Ling'er smiled slightly, and understood it in her heart. He knew Zhou Xiang's meaning very well. After all, the other party was a powerful Wu Emperor. He had already plucked up great courage to slap ten big in front of everyone. He couldn't do it when he was kneeling on the dog three times and begged her to cancel.
Seeing Ding Ling'er nodding softly, Zhou Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and was filled with joy. Although he became more and more proud of his slap in the face, the dog got up, and probably he could never raise his head in the rookie mercenary group.
Zhu Lei rushed towards the headquarters as quickly as possible. All the art masters wanted to sign a lifelong contract. This was undoubtedly a huge matter. Even the commander of the Hao Lian was afraid that he would be shocked.
"Contract, contract!"
Zhu Lei rushed into the headquarters desperately, and without reporting, he broke into Hai Beifei's room and gasped: "Hai, Hai, Hai Group Commander, contract, contract!"
He flew too fast and used up all his energy in one breath, and he couldn't breathe for a moment.
Hai Beifei showed an unhappy look and frowned and said, "I'm so panicked, I'm not calm at all. I'm still like a warrior? This is the headquarters of the rookie mercenary group. Even if the sky falls, I will hold you over!"
Zhu Lei shook his head, raised his breath desperately, and said, "Contract, all masters of art refining, master's contract. All masters of art refining must be cancelled, cancel the original contract, sign, sign..."
"What?!"
Hai Beifei roared, and the aura on his body dispersed, and a strong energy exploded. Zhu Lei was shocked by the energy.
Hai Beifei took a step, and his figure was more than ten meters away. He grabbed Zhu Lei, who was shocked and terrifying, and said in a cold voice: "Is there something wrong with Li Yunxiao? All the masters of art refining have to terminate the contract together?"
Zhu Lei had poor qi and blood. As his qi was rushing, a mouthful of blood gushed out and blocked his throat. He tried desperately to explain, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a stream of qi and blood gushed up and rushed into his throat.
Zhu Lei was very anxious, shook his head desperately, and nodded desperately, shaking it for a while, the more anxious it became, the more messy it became. He opened his mouth and moved a few times, and a smell of blood spurted out.
"Damn it!"
Hai Beifei threw Zhu Lei out directly and roared: "The Eighth Team is the foundation of our regiment's logistics! Li Yunxiao, if a master leaves, I will definitely tear your bones!"
He turned into a ray of light and instantly headed towards the west of the city, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.