A month later.

    Douluo hall.

    This is a large round platform, in which dozens of people stand.

    Su Mutian''s white fingers read hundreds of cardboard pieces and sorted them into different columns.

    Such work is boring and boring.

    But there was no way. Su Mutian was helpless.

    If there is high technology in Douluo world, you don''t have to be so tired.

    Computers... Even an information processor, can achieve efficient and fast information classification and transmission.

    But without, we can only rely on the most primitive human services.

    Just have hands, just people.

    This is Su Mutian''s most appropriate interpretation of this work.

    No wonder I showed that all the martial spirits of level 20 can come to get such an easy job, and the salary is not low.

    Anyway, the salary is higher than the blacksmith of two silver soul coins. I don''t know where to go.

    To tell the truth, this kind of day may be desirable for ordinary soul masters.

    But for Su Mutian, such work is very annoying.

    Because since he came to the front desk, he was always the last person to get off work.

    I saw a long line in front of his counter, and most of them were women. Although there are people at other counters, they are far less than him.

    "Look, when did you come here? It''s so eye-catching."

    "Yes, maybe the elders finally realize that the service hall of Douluo hall needs a high-value man to support the scene!"

    "It''s a pity. I heard that he is just a great soul master. He has a good leather bag, but he has no strength."

    "It''s good to have a little white face."

    "You''re right. This kind of person is easy to control. You let him lick him. He doesn''t dare to be hard. You let him go to bed. He doesn''t dare to go to the ground."

    "A cup of tea every day, watching Yan all day." girls in a rest area looked at Su Mutian with interest.

    Su Mutian is also very helpless. In this flashy society, many women plug small cards for themselves when they leave the counter every day.

    Some are choppy, some are beautiful and clever, and some are full of charm.

    But who is Su Mutian?

    Once he received this message, Su Mutian resolutely refused.

    I am honest and just, not moved by beauty. It''s not a day or two!

    (in fact, I''m worried that ah Yinxue is bad in this aspect. I have to refuse, otherwise I would have made an appointment earlier!)

    "S-type urgent information, code: soul."

    At this time, it was very rare to see Su Mutian''s eyes without that hot look or that special desire.

    "Please show me your ID."

    Su Mutian spoke this sentence skillfully like a welcome lady or security guard.

    This sentence, he said for nearly a month, his mouth blistered!

    If he hadn''t run, this would be the best place to search for the news of Chihiro disease. He might have run away long ago.

    A month ago, Chihiro Ji came back from the sunset forest, and the eighth Soul Ring never fell.

    Under Su Mutian''s long-term observation in the Wu soul hall, although the surface of the Wu soul hall is the same as usual, the title Douluo of the headquarters of the Wu soul hall has a very high frequency of expatriation.

    Chihiro disease, as the Holy Son of the Wu soul hall, should appeal to the majority of soul masters to unite and appease the people like the stars in film and television programs during the critical period when the Wu soul hall is ready to encircle and suppress evil soul masters.

    But Chihiro did not!

    On the contrary, Su Mutian has never heard the whereabouts of Chihiro since he came to the Wulin hall!

    The Soul Eater put his Keepsake on the counter and looked at it: "they all seem to like you very much."

    Su Mutian shook his head and verified the authenticity and grade of her certificate: "maybe I''m more attractive."

    The people in line behind nodded silently to show their approval.

    Su Mu was startled.

    The black and gold woman in front of her is as high as deacon Douluo in the Wu soul hall, that is to say, her soul power level is more than 80 levels.

    Su Mutian returned her ID:

    "Sorry, your level is too high for us to receive information."

    You can directly attend the Presbyterian meeting at the level above the soul Douluo in the Wu soul hall. Of course, you can also report directly to qiandaoliu.

    The information in hand is also very confidential, so you don''t need to follow the rules like the ordinary soul king.

    "According to the rules of your Douluo hall, include these information, copy it, and then release it."

    The Soul Eater said, "this is an order."

    "Oh."

    Su Mutian is just a small man at the front desk on the surface. What a simple and humble little man.

    "They all say you are warm and beautiful, but why do you look very annoying to me."

    Soul devouring looked at Su Mutian''s cloud like operation and narrowed his eyes.

    There was murderous spirit and indifference hidden in the crack of the eye, which could tell that she was not lying.

    She is the one in the minority who doesn''t look at her face.

    "Maybe everyone has his own good." Su Mutian forced a smile.

    "Sorry, I don''t mean anything else. I''m face blind."

    Soul Eater took away the information code handed over by Su Mutian, smiled and reminded: "remember, you must input all the information, and you can''t make a difference."

    Smiling and seeing the woman''s strange eyes, Su Mutian almost had a moment of illusion that she had found a real opportunity.

    But she''s making fun of herself.

    But... Someone can ignore their appearance

    "OK."

    Su mutianxia felt his face consciously, which is really a strange thing.

    "Next."

    "It''s my turn!"

    "Name."

    "Hu Lijing, who lives in Shili Taohua nunnery, is unmarried without disease and bad hobbies..."

    Su Mutian: "

    "Matters."

    "Soul master report!"

    "Turn right in the right hall, go straight on the second floor and turn left."

    Su Mutian took a white look. When the soul master reported, the soul master reported. What ghost is self introduction like a blind date?

    This is a white eye and a moment of style.

    "Thank you and look forward to working with you!"

    At this time.

    Su Mutian secretly launched the spirit skull of the five color deer - multitasking.

    Consciousness has covered the information just left by the Soul Eater:

    [after catching the spider at the border of Tiandou, I will hand it over at the Longyue Pavilion in the wild suburb of Tiandou city in five days to prevent the evil soul master from robbing people. I hope the Holy Son and the snake spear elder will go to pick up the prisoner in person!

    In addition, it has shown the right way of the Empire. Please invite representatives from Royal Yu Lantian Tyrannosaurus Rex sect and Qibao Liuli sect to go!]

    Spider Queen!

    Evil soul master robbed people!

    the son of god!!!

    Everything comes to him who waits.

    Su Mutian stared at the two key words in these jargon.

    the son of god!

    Qianxun disease, the son of Wulin hall.

    But who''s behind the spider?

    unknown.

    No, No.

    Su Mutian soon shook his head.

    The news is wrong.

    She can report directly to qiandaoliu. Why did she take the cumbersome audit route of Douluo hall?

    Su Mutian''s month at the front desk of Wu soul hall was not for nothing. He basically understood the operation mechanism of Wuhun hall, so he questioned the strange behavior of this strange woman.

    "What are they deliberately provoking?"

    Half a ring, Su Mutian whispered in his heart.

    But anyway.

    Long Yueting, I have to go.

    And this time, we must not let Chihiro run!

    At night.

    The starlight twinkles through the gray dark clouds, which is quite in contrast to the brightly lit scene of Tiandou city.

    Su Mutian shook ah Yin, who was sleeping in his own soul.

    Ah Yin rubbed her eyes and said, "what''s the matter, beautiful brother?"

    "I found Han PI Qianxun''s whereabouts."

    A Yin woke up and said, "really!"

    "Hmm!" Su Mutian nodded.

    "But ah Yin, you must promise me that you must listen to me and not act rashly."

    "OK." ah Yin nodded.

    Then a familiar voice came from outside the door:

    "Xiao Ya, where are you?"