This ......"

After Fan handed over the note in his hand to Liluo, both Liluo and Xinnan were surprised.

"W-that's true?"

He asked neatly.

"I don't know if it's written on it, but I also told you, it was given by Ji Xingyuan," the voice came to this, paused for a moment, and then said, "Although I don't know why Ji Xingyuan helped you find out about this, but the only thing that makes me clear is that Ji Xingyuan has no reason to go against us, no matter what, he is also one of the special officials of the Soul Town, even if she will become the city lord of the Divine Capital in the future, the identity of the special department official of the Soul Suppression no longer has, but there is no reason to go against us!"

Idiom Fan's words are also right, whether it was before, now or in the future, Ji Xingyuan has no reason to go against them.

In other words, there is no reason for the gods to be unable to get along with the Eight Divisions. This idiom is clear to Fan, Liluo and Xinnan are also clear, presumably Ji Xingyuan is even clearer.

At this time, on the high platform in the center, and on the high platforms on both sides, big names began to emerge one after another, paying attention to this last test of the special officer of the soul suppression department. Of course, also on the high platforms on both sides, Idiom Fan also saw a few familiar faces. At the same time, those familiar faces are even more eye-to-eye with the idiom.

Okay!

I couldn't help but smile helplessly in my heart, daring to love these old guys all came to see the excitement, to see the excitement of his idiom Fan, and to see the excitement of his abuse!

Okay, let those old guys go. With the appearance of the big names on the high platforms on both sides, the high platform in the center, the head of the Second Town Soul Special Department, and the old man Ge, one of the three ministers, also appeared.

At the same time, beside him was no longer the usual thunderstep, but ...... Idiom Fan fixed his eyes and looked at it, it was..... Be...... Ghost, Mr. Guiguzi?

Although his whole body was wrapped from head to toe in a black robe, and he couldn't even see his face, the sword behind him completely exposed it.

"Ghost, Mr. Guiguzi?" In addition to Idiom Fan, the other six people who participated in the test couldn't help but be surprised. They all know that since the establishment of the Third Town Soul Special Department, there have been officials of the Town Soul Special Department, especially since there are ten trump cards. Only Guiguzi is an ace soul suppression special officer who has not been removed from the beginning to the present. It can be regarded as the trump card of the real trump card.

Whether it is an ordinary Soul Suppression Daoist, an ace Soul Suppression Daoist or an ace Soul Suppression Special Minister, the first thing is the Soul Suppression Daoist!

And the trump card of the real trump card is the existence of all the peak of the soul suppression master, including the soul suppression master.

"Alright," Idiom Fan took a deep breath and made a gesture of return to Liluo, "It's time to start, I'll go and prepare first!"

Liluo and Xinnan also nodded, and watched Idiom Fan leave and walk to the side. Xi Yufan stood on the far right, looking at the old man Ge on the high platform in the center and Mr. Guiguzi standing a little behind the old man Ge. I already had a slight foreboding in my heart.

Moreover, from a little ominous premonition at the beginning, to an ominous premonition is getting stronger and stronger now. Idiom Fan's intuition can already be said to be 100 percent, accurate and stable.

Although it can achieve 100% accuracy, the idiom Fan still has a 90% self-feeling.

However, this percentage of intuitive accuracy is also amazing. Seeing the appearance of Mr. Guiguzi. According to the number and occasions of Guiguzi throwing heads in the past, data can be obtained. Every time Guiguzi appears, it will be accompanied by "bad" things.

Although Guiguzi has really not made appearances since the establishment of the Third Town Soul Special Department, it is only four or five times. But in these four or five appearances, something "bad" will happen every time.

Perhaps, some will say that this is a coincidence?

Well, a coincidence, right! Once, twice, or even a third time, if it is such a coincidence, then the idiom Fan also admitted. But for the fourth, for the fifth, and for the sixth time today...... Maybe there will be more times in the future, so if this is a coincidence, then the words "nothing more than three" may no longer have any meaning.

"Ladies and gentlemen," At this time, the old man Ge on the high platform in the center had already begun to speak, and then the idioms and others in the audience all closed their mouths in some whispers, "Although you have become an official official of my second soul suppression special department, but ......"

I don't know whether the voice was intentional or unintentional, but the intonation of the word "but" is obviously much higher than the previous one.

Hearing this, the six people in the audience wrapped the idiom Fan, and they couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva in their throats. What is behind this "but" and what will be? This not only made the six of them extremely "expectant" by Cheng Yufan, but also made the big names on both sides of the platform look forward to it.

It's just that the only difference is that the "expectations" of the six of them are completely different from those of the big names. One expectation has quotation marks appended, and the other expectation is a real expectation!

"Guiguzi, send it down!"

Speaking of which, it seems that Ge Lao and his old man have also learned to sell Guanzi, and he was stunned to completely omit the words behind the previous "but", which made the six people including Xi Yufan speechless. However, when they were speechless, they saw Guiguzi, who had received six pieces of snow-white rice paper from Old Man Ge's hands.

From a distance, there seemed to be a few lines of words written densely on this snow-white rice paper.

"I'm afraid that the thing that my hand-shaking master handed over to Lord Guiguzi is the thing behind him'but', and it still needs to be the thing of old life!"

Although Fan said it to Hu Yun'er and Cheng Hao, his voice was not too small, and the other four people could hear it clearly.

"Are you sure, Lord Guiguzi is ...... in his hands" Hu Yun'er couldn't help but ask curiously, "Isn't it just ...... with the top ten trump cards" When Hu Yun'er said this to Idiom Fan, she suddenly noticed something, and suddenly woke up to something, "Do you mean ......" Hu Yun'er said this, except for Idiom Fan, the rest of the people also noticed and woke up at the same time.

"This ...... This shouldn't be possible!" However, the next thing I heard was the words of Miss Ji Xingyuan, the future city lord of the Fengshen Capital, who was at the top of the re-examination ranking!

"Miss, there's nothing impossible. But Cheng Hao's next words were unexpected by Fan and Hu Yun'er, I didn't expect Cheng Hao to say such a thing.

However, what was even more unexpected by Idiom Fan and others was that Ji Xingyuan's next words almost didn't choke the other four together. If you're eating, you won't choke.

"Cheng Hao, don't think I don't know, what you are fighting today is your morning and twilight ......" The last word of the idiom Ji Xingyuan didn't have time to pronounce it, but Cheng Hao covered his mouth!

"Ji Xingyuan, don't talk nonsense, if this is known by my master and his old man, I'm afraid it's ...... again" Speaking of this, Cheng Hao didn't dare to continue, it seemed that the scene behind him was already vivid!

A small episode also ended after the six pieces of rice paper fell into the hands of six people. When the six of them looked at the imitation Song font on the rice paper in their hands, although they didn't show any expression, the six of them were already very excited in their hearts.

This is a test, this is not a big escape, to see if you can escape safely to the specified place.

Idiom Fan looked carefully at the one in his hand, the white and black words on it were written very clearly. In an instant, Cheng Yufan regretted a little, and some regretted not bringing the Six Sword Spirits. Although, there is Bai Zhen in the Fire Wood Cloud Sword. However, compared to Bai Zhen and the Six Sword Spirits, his strength is far inferior by a realm.

"Damn, this is almost the same as the meat on the chopping board!"