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Huo Di!

A pale face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were as black as ink, and the whites of her eyes could not be seen, and blood was still flowing from the corners of her eyes.

Accompanied by a cold smile.

Song Xiao raised his hand and slapped him.

Snapped!

It was drawn heavily on this big white face.

A faint golden light bloomed between Song Xiao's fingers.

The opponent was stunned on the spot!

It took two or three seconds before giving the due response——

"what!"

A terribly shrill scream sounded instantly.

next second.

Almost without any hesitation, he ran away in a hurry.

It disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Song Xiao took a few steps forward, and the surrounding scene changed.

The hustle and bustle is heard, and tourists are like weaving.

Just as he was about to leave, a young man in his early thirties suddenly appeared in front of him, not too tall, with a cropped cut.

Looks very energetic.

At this moment, he looked at Song Xiao with a dull gaze, with a look of disbelief.

"Is this out?"

Before Song Xiao could respond, he put on a warm smile and stretched out his hand: "Congratulations, you have successfully passed our test..."

Song Xiao ignored the outstretched hand and frowned at him: "You must be a little seriously ill!"

Test your sister!

Who are you?

Although I faintly felt that it might have something to do with the letter he sent, I was very upset.

Talk about something, test yourself?

Don't know if I'm timid?

Song Xiao didn't want to pay attention to this person, and planned to stay in the hotel overnight before returning to Qingbei County.

The water in the capital is too deep, can't afford to provoke or hide?

But the young man followed: "Song Xiao, right, don't go, listen to me..."

"I thank you! But please stay away from me!"

Song Xiao rolled her eyes, and walked quickly towards the hotel.

"Sorry to test you in this way, but this is a necessary step to enter our organization..."

"We have no malicious intentions..."

"brother……"

Song Xiaochong, who had already walked to the entrance of the hotel, waved to the security guard: "Brother Security, I'm a resident, and there's a psycho following me..."

The security guard immediately picked up the intercom with a serious face and walked this way.

"Hey, don't... listen to my explanation..."

The young man rushed to the security guard and said, "Brother, I'm not crazy. I know him and I have something to do with him."

The security guard grabbed the intercom and looked at the young man vigilantly: "Sir, please don't harass our guests. If you don't leave, I will call the police!"

Song Xiao nodded to the security guard: "Yes, yes, call the police! I am very scared now, please stop him for me, thank you!"

He walked into the hotel without looking back.

The young man looked helplessly at Song Xiao's back disappearing, thought for a while, gritted his teeth, took out his mobile phone and booked a room here too.

Then show the information to the security guard: "I am also a guest here now, can I go in and check in?"

The security guard frowned and felt that there was something wrong with this man.

But when he thought about the handsome appearance of that young man just now, he suddenly felt that he understood.

I looked at the young man again and again, and finally warned: "I understand that you have special interests, but it's best not to harass others, otherwise I will really call the police!"

"All right... No, I have a special hobby of Mao?"

The young man responded angrily, and walked into the hotel quickly.

At this moment, there was no sign of Song Xiao in the lobby.

"Fuck..."

The young man was speechless, sat down on the sofa in the rest area, took out his mobile phone and checked out.

One night, one thousand eight, I only live here when I am sick!

Song Xiao returned to the room, thinking about it too.

The other party was obviously coming at him, whether there was any malice... It's hard to say.

A special space like a darkroom is very dangerous for ordinary people.

Not to mention making a very scary piao, even a little timid can be scared out of illness.

You say the test is the test, how old are you?

So he didn't want to have any interaction with the other party, and he was not interested in joining such an inexplicable organization.

Just then, the phone rang.

Song Xiao glanced at it, it was an unfamiliar number from the capital, after thinking about it, she picked it up anyway.

The other party was very polite: "Hello, is this Mr. Song Xiaosong?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"I'm Zheng Ting, Section Chief of the Second Talent Section of Tianting's Office in Beijing. Someone recommended you to me. I misunderstood you just now. That person is from my side..."

Song Xiao: "..."

"Sorry, there may be some problems with the way he communicated with you. Let me apologize to you on his behalf. Don't mind, can you go downstairs with him and talk to me?"

Tianting...Beijing Office?

Let this be funny to me, right?

Seeing that Song Xiao didn't respond, he persuaded again: "Anyway, at least meet and talk. Please rest assured, we don't have any malice towards you."

Song Xiao hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

The person who recommended him in the other party's mouth is most likely the previous recipient.

Then this may be what Master meant.

In addition, Song Xiao is quite interested in being the supreme palace where the legendary gods reside.

Chapter 5 Tianting Office in Beijing

"so what?"

"Why should I promise?"

"I don't lack cultivation techniques, nor do I have a lot of cultivation resources. Why should I join you?"

In the small cubicle office of Tianting Office in Beijing.

Song Xiao sat on a very cheap office chair that didn't even have wheels.

Looking at the middle-aged Mediterranean man who was already bald in front of him, he had an attitude of refraining from oil and salt.

Originally, he was interested in Heavenly Court.

But after seeing this dilapidated office and the middle-aged man whose face was haggard and greasy from the torture of life, he was immediately disappointed, and his heart was half cold.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a grass-roots team, and it's very LOW.

Calling them liars is not enough.

After all, the young man was able to create a special space like a "darkroom" in the downtown area of ​​the capital.

This method is definitely not available to ordinary people.

But if you want to say that they are not liars... This kind of broken place, you tell me that it is the Heavenly Court... and still have an office in Beijing?

How about playing? !

This Heavenly Court is obviously not the same as the Heavenly Court in his cognition!

Maybe it's in the name of someone else, pulling the tiger's skin to make a big banner.

Song Xiao, who was full of disgust, rejected the other party's invitation without hesitation.

The middle-aged Mediterranean man in front of him is Zheng Ting who called him earlier.

Zheng Ting probably didn't expect this kid to be so difficult to deal with.

Ordinary people hear the word "Heavenly Court" and have experienced it well. If they don't say Natou, they will worship, at least they will respect it in their hearts, right?

This one is good, with a look of disgust!

This is heaven!

You are not happy to take the initiative to absorb?

"Xiao Song, don't look at our office environment as mediocre, but we are really capable! The buns have meat and it's not on the folds."

"The world is about to undergo drastic changes, and ordinary people can only follow the tide and resign themselves to fate."

"And almost all talented practitioners will become targets!"

Zheng Ting was earnest, and he had to decide what to say and what not to say.

According to his immediate superior, when he recommended Song Xiao, he didn't give much information.

He only gave a photo, and brought a sentence - take Song Xiao into it.

Other than that, there is no other explanation.

It is estimated that the boss is also a little confused, so he handed over the task to Zheng Ting, who is mature, prudent and good-natured.

After hearing this, Zheng Ting was also confused.

It just so happened that Wang Peng, who had the ability to space, was by his side at the time and volunteered to take over the task.

Said to simply try it out.

Even if it is recommended by a big shot, we in Heaven can't want everyone.

So until now, Zheng Ting's understanding of Song Xiao is limited to the feedback Wang Peng gave him——

A little skill is a talent.

It's just a talent!

What Heavenly Court lacks now is talent.

Song Xiao sat up straight, looked at Zheng Ting and asked, "What target?"

"You do not know?"

Zheng Ting finally found some confidence and looked at Song Xiao: "How much do you know about this world?"

Song Xiaoxin said that there must be more than you think, but it's pointless to show off.

"I have been able to see and communicate with some existences that others cannot see since I was a child."