Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

The Little Underworld is a remote city where not many people from the underworld come here on weekdays. If it weren't for the sudden arrival of a group of new wandering souls in the past few years, the layout of this place has not changed for many years.

A group of sinister soldiers patrolled the streets. The leader's eyes were cold and forbidding. Wherever his eyes went, wandering souls avoided him one after another, not daring to look at him.

Everyone knows that in the past few years since he took office, this underworld commander has used ruthless methods and a great background to manage the originally chaotic market in an orderly manner.

Even some wandering souls whose families had high-ranking officials did not dare to show off in front of the corps commander.

"Wu Zhang Lin, come to my place for a bowl of noodles."

"Chief Lin, these buns are freshly baked, please have one."

"Wu Zhang Lin,..."

Seeing how enthusiastic these wandering soul vendors were, the underlings under his command could not help but show a hint of awe as they looked at their boss.

"Wu Zhang, are you patrolling with someone again? In fact, no one is making trouble here anymore. You can practice well at home. There is no need to waste time."

A fat middle-aged wandering soul walked towards him, and upon seeing this, the Yin soldiers all showed a look of fear.

This is a Riyou pawn from the Onsosi Riyou lineage, and he is extremely powerful here.

However, some time ago, a wandering spirit of his relatives had a dispute with the ghost walker here. The matter fell to the head of the Yin Division, which happened to be handled by Wu Zhang Lin. The reason was that the wandering soul failed to fulfill its promise and sent the ghost walker away. Yin people have two years of Yin longevity coins.

After Wu Zhang Lin dealt with the matter fairly, there was a gap between him and the Japanese pawn. During this time, the other party would always put some eye drops, either mocking and joking in person, or stumbling behind his back.

"You don't have to worry about the cultivation matters. The hours for daily inspections are set by the superiors. How dare I, the little corps leader, cheat and play tricks."

Wu Chang Lin sneered and led people to pass this person.

Unexpectedly, the other party kept pestering and kept pulling Wu Chang Lin to talk about things.

At this moment, a figure hurriedly walked over. He looked at Wu Chang Lin and said in a deep voice:

"Lin Bing?"

"it's me."

"You go back and report on your duties. From today on, you will no longer serve as the Wu Commander of the Underworld Department here."

Come to humanity.

The Japanese soldier's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately knew that the person in front of him might be a Shangguan. He quickly approached him and inquired about the specific news about Wu Zhang Lin's dismissal.

"Removed? Who said he was removed? A new department has been established in Shangjing. Lin Bing wants to follow me to Shangjing."

The visitor's eyes turned cold and he stared at the Japanese soldier coldly.

Now, head to Shangjing! ? New office! ?

Although this Japanese traveler has little information, he also knows that the situation in the Little Underworld has changed greatly compared to the past.

There are as many as three newly established offices, and now there are still new offices to be established! ?

Not only that, there was also a special person coming to transfer Lin Bing and Lin Wu Zhang! ?

He immediately thought of the rumors about Captain Lin, his face looked a little pale and he was a little at a loss.

"Is it...the Crown Prince?"

Lin Bing suddenly spoke, with some expectation in his eyes.

The visitor's eyes softened a bit, and he nodded gently: "Yes."

Lin Bing immediately explained to his men, then returned to the Yinzu Department to explain the reason, and disappeared at the bridge head with the visitor without stopping.

Similar scenes are happening all over the Little Underworld, and countless wandering souls are constantly gathering towards Shangjing at the same time.

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Shangjing, Wushen Division and Lingzhan Division are not far apart, and now there is a new division between the two divisions.

Passers-by can't help but stop and take a look when passing by this place.

"Secretary of the Hidden Guards."

"That's strange. What is the Hidden Guard Department and what kind of responsibilities does it have?"

"I don't understand. Lord Fang Yin should be the one coordinating the construction. He must have his role."

"Yes, first there was the Underworld Department, and then the underworld wanderers in the small underworld were no longer as careless as before. They had to abide by the rules here, and there were fewer dirty things."

"There is also the Martial God Division. One of my juniors has joined it. I heard that he has learned a method of cultivation that has a great future!"

"In the past, this kind of cultivation method was only accessible to those with official status. With the Martial God Division, ordinary people can have a chance to get ahead."

"Now that there is an additional office, it will definitely need manpower. No, I have to go and find out."

Most of the lingering wandering souls immediately dispersed. How could one live in Shangjing without having to worry about oneself?

Yinwei Si, Xu Ge, Tiema, Huang Sihai, Yu Wenshang and others followed behind Fang Chen, looking at the scene here with some excitement.

They were all born in the Hidden Guards of Great Xia. They did not expect that after so many years, they would still have the opportunity to see the establishment of the Hidden Guards Department.

From now on, they can return to their old profession!

Behind the four people, there are many old people who used to be the hidden guards of Daxia, such as Zhao Sixing of Dahua Temple who has exhausted his longevity and passed away long ago.

For example, Zhang Xiaoke is currently practicing a certain discipline with some success.

These hundreds of people were all the core of the Great Xia Hidden Guard.

At that time, there were still more than a million soldiers coming here in a steady stream. They would also be the core of the Hidden Guards in the future.

"Xu Ge, your current cultivation level is equivalent to building a foundation in the human world. Although your cultivation is a bit slow, fortunately, the authority of the Hidden Guard Department does not look at your cultivation level, only your ability, and there is no need to confront others. Conflict, you can practice steadily in the years to come.”

Fang Chen stood still in front of the lobby, and the people behind him immediately stopped, like soldiers who were under orders.

In other words, the training they had received was more rigorous than that of ordinary Daxia soldiers.

This quality has been deeply rooted in their bones.

"If the prince becomes the Sijun of the Yinwei Division, we will definitely be able to carry out all orders well and not embarrass the Yinwei Division!"

Xu Ge said excitedly.

"I'm not here to be Sijun."

Fang Chen shook his head gently.

Everyone was stunned.

If not the crown prince, who else could he be?

"It's a pity that something went wrong with Xiaoyu. Otherwise, it would be most suitable for her to be the king of this place."

Fang Chen sighed in his heart, then looked behind everyone and said with a smile:

"If you come any later, I will hand over the position of Lord Hidden Guards to someone else."

"Can others do as well as me?"

Xia Ji put his hands in his sleeves and looked at Fang Chen with a half-smile.

"Third Prince!"

Everyone's eyes lit up and they all bowed their hands.

"I am no longer the Third Prince."

Xia Ji nodded to everyone, and then came to Fang Chen step by step.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed and hugged each other.

No one noticed that a group of Yin Lords from various departments were standing in the corner. When they saw this scene, their eyes suddenly lit up, and the way they looked at Xia Ji became completely different.

"I just said something has been wrong with you these past few years. It turned out that you were busy with this matter."

Xia Ji slapped Fang Chen on the shoulder, turned around and looked at the familiar faces, and suddenly pointed out one of them:

"You went with Fang Da to the Three Realms Mountains, and then died in the battle."

"And you, died in the Heng Mansion Rebellion."

"And you, I remember you came to see me off when I went to Qingsong Country to be a hostage, but I heard later that you died of illness."

He pointed out the origins of the people present one after another, and everyone he named smiled and nodded.

Ten, a hundred, Xia Ji spoke neither slowly nor slowly. At the end of the sentence, his eyes became slightly astringent and he laughed softly:

"It's great to see you again."

Everyone looked at each other and nodded.

very nice.