You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 142 Why was I born to suffer this?

After Binglian came back, Jiang Qiu took her to the Northern City Affairs Building to apply for a residence permit.

Walking on the sidewalk engraved with inscriptions of flaming flames, wisps of heat flow upward from the soles of the feet, as if the entire street and road were covered with electric blankets.

Binglian held his hand, looked around with her big eyes, and the wolf tail behind her butt swung back and forth.

Heavy snow fell from the sky and turned into steam on the brick road. Passers-by wrapped in cotton-padded jackets walked by slowly.

The air in the northern city is much warmer than outside.

Tread.

As I stepped into the lobby of the office building, a blonde female receptionist ran over and bowed with a smile: "Hello, how can I help you?"

Jiang Qiu held Binglian's hand and smiled faintly: "What are the requirements for applying for a residence permit for her?"

"Well, that depends on the nature of the residence permit," the receptionist said in fluent Chinese with a warm smile, "If her current characteristics come from blood grafting, she only needs to bind herself to an ordinary public institution in the city, confirm that she has long-term living conditions and a stable income, and then pay 10,000 Northern Territory coins to get in line for processing."

"Wait a minute," Jiang Qiu frowned, "You mean she needs to be bound to a public institution in Beijing City without a residence permit, and she also needs to have long-term residence conditions?"

"Yes, sir."

The receptionist's tone was respectful.

Jiang Qiu's mouth twitched, his eyes sank slightly: "Go on."

"Okay, sir. If her current characteristics are natural, then without the permission of senior officials, she will only be allowed to enter the city to live in a special industry, and will be subject to certain mandatory restrictions."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiu squeezed the little hand in his right hand a little tighter, feeling cool.

I searched online before coming here.

The Northern City is managed independently by the Bailey family. They are the original family that built the high walls and have a huge foundation here. They are responsible for nearly two-thirds of the city affairs.

The so-called senior officials generally refer to direct members of the Bailey family, but some powerful warriors from the Xia Kingdom also participate in city management, including many senior officials.

Jiang Qiu took a deep breath, his eyes burning: "I need to apply for a normal residence permit for her."

Binglian's heart trembled and she pursed her lips tightly.

"Wait a moment, I'll go call the supervisor."

The receptionist smiled and bowed, then walked away with small but quick steps, muttering in his heart: "Why is this person so troublesome that he even has to specially apply for a normal residence permit for a half-demon."

"Brother Jiang Qiu." Binglian squeezed Jiang Qiu's hand tightly: "Can I really get a regular residence permit?"

Born into a humble family, he could only wander outside the city. For more than ten years, he spent almost every night huddled in the snow, working hard to save enough money to apply for a residence permit.

Tieli only agreed to bring him to the city after collecting enough money to serve those adults with special fetishes in exchange for the opportunity to live there.
"rest assured."

Jiang Qiu gently rubbed Binglian's head, and the two furry wolf ears shrank.

At the beginning of the secret realm's revival, when the northwestern provinces suffered severe damage, all urban areas expanded the city wall infrastructure as much as possible to accommodate more victims.

But the gathering place outside the northern border city is scattered and disorderly, and a large number of disaster victims set up tents and sleep in the snow along the way. It is said that there are 50 million people gathered here, and 40 million live outside the city.
Tapping.

Soon, a fat warrior with a stubble on his face came with the receptionist. His blue pupils were as cloudy as a rainy sky, and his sharp eyebrows gathered diagonally on his high nose bridge. "My name is Belit, the manager here, do you need to apply for a normal residence permit?"

"Ah."

Belit looked up and down at Jiang Qiu and the shivering Binglian, and snorted in his heart.

The man had the face of a Xia nationality, and he didn't look like a young master from a powerful family. The girl had the air of a beggar and was timid.

Tsk, what a waste of my time watching the live broadcast of the Colosseum.

Belit curled his lips, expressionless: "Northern Border City has its own rules. If anyone can come in and live here permanently, then why do we need to build a city?
Moreover, I think her appearance is probably natural, that is, the product of human-hermaphrodite hybrid, and she cannot work in many industries.

But after all, he is an adult, and his transformed appearance has some characteristics. Go to North Street to find the person in charge of the sex industry, and he can guarantee the marriage certificate after paying enough money."

Jiang Qiu slowly clenched his left fist, and a breath of foul air rushed out of his chest and nose: "What will happen if I don't apply for a residence permit?"

"No?" Belit laughed and waved his hand: "Then don't even think about living in the Northern Border City. If you dare to lie on the street at night, you will be arrested and sent to mine."

"In that case," Jiang Qiu said coldly, "We won't apply for a residence permit. We will temporarily live in the Xiaguo Management District."

He walked out holding Binglian's hand with his chest held high.

Why should I be born to suffer this? When the Great Secret Realm is over, I will simply take Binglian back to Gaoyuan City. It is just a residence permit, not a contract to sell my body.
“Hmph!” Belit stared at the two men’s backs, his deep eye sockets obscuring his dark gaze. “It’s easy for you to say that, but who do you think you are? It’s easy to temporarily live in the Xiaguo Management District, but it’s harder to live there permanently. Without a residence permit, don’t even think about earning money and living a stable life in the city!”

On the street, Binglian hung her chin, her two wolf ears drooped, a sour feeling brewed in her nose, and a cool breeze brushed her back.

With my background, it was very difficult to obtain a normal residence permit in the Northern City. I could only sell myself to the prostitution industry or the arena.

But I’m so weak that I probably won’t be able to win in the arena, so it’s not worth it.

If I go into the sex industry, how long will it take to settle down?
As her thoughts continued to this point, a broad, warm hand rested on her head, dispelling the coldness in her heart.

"Don't worry about the residence permit. You can stay with me at the Xiaguo Hotel now. When I return to China, I will take you away."

Binglian's heart trembled, and she raised her head to look at Jiang Qiu's gentle face, her eyes rippling like the breeze blowing through a pond: "Can someone like me go to Xia Country?"

Outside the suburbs of the northern border, the most common traveler stories heard are from the Xia Kingdom, where there are many cities, everyone has a place to live, and there is even a time of year when it doesn't snow.

Only when you are about to freeze to death will you dream of such a place. After all, it is impossible for a weak person to walk alone through the northern wilderness to reach Xia Country.
"Don't worry, I'm here." Jiang Qiu smiled faintly: "If you are willing to bind the [Ice and Snow Contract] to me in Beixue Ridge, I will also find a way to settle you down."

"Um"

Binglian wiped her eyes casually and her sleeves were wet.

Tapping.

Suddenly, a large group of people rushed in the same direction, shouting, "I heard that the number one genius in the Dharma Realm from Sang Island is going to try his hand, hurry up."

Jiang Qiu's peaceful gaze followed their figures and glanced at a birdcage-shaped building in the distance that was wider than an airport. He paused and his pupils froze.

Two lines of small red characters on the oversized electronic display were reflected in his eyes——

[The first battle of the peerless genius in the realm of suppression! ! !]
[The first genius of the Dharma Realm of Kuangdao vs. the one-eyed demon king with ten victories]
(End of this chapter)