The old mage at the desk, whose turbid eyes extended, bursting with infinite light, flashing in a flash, the messy silver hair on his forehead was flying, and a knife mark from the palm of his eyebrows was pale but filled with an evil aura.

The old wizard in front of him is the law enforcement envoy of the Soul-Surveying Hall in the Austin City Registration Department, and is also one of the most respected figures of the Magic Guild.

From the memory in my mind, Mo Bei knew very well that this person was one of the most powerful law enforcement officers of the Magic Guild.

"Oh, it turns out to be Master Mo! Everyone is a magician of the same level, so there is no need to be polite."

The old man leaned out his low voice and stood up slowly. His powerful eyes condensed, and the powerful magic power spread all over his body, and instantly the magic robe flew.

"Damn, this old man is so hypocritical. He says it lightly, but what's going on with the magic you expose? Isn't it a threat?"

Mo Bei swallowed and spitted, and his body shivered deliberately.

"I'm so serious. With my noble status, how can I be on par with me? Besides, it's because of my reputation that I made up my mind to come to the Soul-Surveying Hall to try my luck. I hope I'll encourage you."

Mo Bei bowed slightly and learned some of the old man's temperament from his past memories, so he lowered his body and stuttered his mouth.

"oh!"

The old man was surprised. Mo Bei's purpose was too obvious, which caught him off guard.

"Mr. Mo means to be a registered disciple of my Soul-Surveying Hall."

The old man was surprised. He had been in Austin City for more than ten years, but no one had ever decided to join the Soul-Surveying Hall so much. Aren't you afraid of death? What's more, this kid was once a registered disciple of the Angel's Sect. If he had been to ordinary forces, even if he liked him, he would not dare to take him in with those forces.

"Did this kid offended the Angel's Gate and saw that other forces did not dare to take him in, so he came to my Soul-Surveying Hall to try his luck."

The old man pondered for a moment, his twinkling eyes kept looking at Mo Bei and guessed in his heart.

When Mo Bei saw the hesitant old man, he was happy. Hesitation represents a kind of hope. Besides, the Soul-Surveying disciples is extremely strict. If it is not a high-level magician, it can basically not pass the level of the old mage. However, high-level magicians are all geniuses, where can they join the Soul-Surveying Hall to die? In just a few years, the Soul-Surveying Hall has only accepted three or five registered disciples. Now, there are even fewer tasks after several tasks.

Mo Bei laughed in his heart, and with his previous life's business experience rolling in the crowd, he guessed the old man's thoughts very much.

"I guess this old man is under some pressure at this time. The sect is somewhat similar to the company. The company's most favored is performance and character. This old man looks not very good, and his business ability is even worse. But now there is a performance delivered to him. No matter how the old man considers it, he shouldn't want it! Besides, this old man hesitated for so long, not only considering my intentions, but also in other aspects, but he just doesn't know what the old man is considering."

Mo Bei lowered his head deeply, his mind was full of resentment.

"It's hard to say that hidden. Although I am a high-level magician, I have been suppressed by the Angel's Gate in recent years. Therefore, I have made a big fuss in the Magic Guild today and completely broke with the Angel's Gate."

Mo Bei sighed, looking desperate.

"Oh, is that true?"

The old man frowned slightly, recalling that in the past few years, this kid hadn't come to the Magic Guild a few times. In the entire Austin City, he has been paying attention to the movements of the high-level magicians for more than ten years. After thinking about it carefully, he also felt that it was possible. After all, with this kid's previous stubbornness, it was not surprising that he offended one or two people.

"It's a bit troublesome."

The old man sighed, stood up from the desk, frowned and fell into a deep thought.

"You, you! It makes the adults so embarrassed for no reason."

Luo Xiu, who was standing beside him, saw the old man's embarrassment and thought that the old man was afraid of accepting Mo Bei and offending the deacon of the Angel's Gate, so he walked to Mo Bei and accused him in a low voice.

"You have to worry about it, I usually have this kind of urination. I really like to meddle in other people's business."

Mo Bei rolled his eyes at Luo Xiu, and almost fainted when he was angry.

"Boy, wait, don't think you are the tutor of Austin Magic Academy. I, Luo Xiu, dare not touch you. Even if you are still a registered disciple of the Angels Gate, I, Luo Xiu, are still not afraid. Killing you is just a finger, it doesn't take much effort. What is the Angels Gate? I am still from the Soul-Surface Hall!"

Luo Xiu looked angry and pointed at Mo Bei and cursed in a low voice.

But when these words reached Mo Bei's ears, they suddenly became silent.

"Uh, what's wrong with this guy? I just scolded him quite normally, but if I continue listening, it seems that these words are not for me! Does this guy like men? He turned around and helped me at a critical moment. He really doubted that he had any intentions. Maybe I'm thinking too much."

Mo Bei was stunned and suddenly felt that Luo Xiu was quite cute. Although such a provocation method seemed so naive to him, it was the best to use it in the present moment.

The atmosphere in the space was extremely strange, and the cursing voices quickly passed, and the space returned to silence, and only the old man fell into a thought.

"It's really troublesome. Many people have died of peace in the Soul-Surveillance Hall recently. Although Mo Bei's identity is innocent, he always feels something is missing. If this kid's identity is abnormal, if he is lucky enough to pass the sect's mission, I will suffer if there is any problem. Could it be that he has really been suppressed by the Angel Sect, or has hidden another identity? But if so, wouldn't he missed another place?"

The old man thought for a long time, his body gradually moved, and his eyes turned around and stared at him with bright eyes.

"Okay, since Master Mo is so determined to join my Soul-Surveying Hall, how can I keep others away?"

The old man laughed, then put on the magic registration book, a white quill pen, and Wufeng quickly recorded Mo Bei's simple information on the registration book.

"It's so good." After registering, the old man lit up the information on it and smiled at Mo Bei.

"Thank you, Lord Yuanlong"

Mo Bei bowed slightly and thanked him.

"It's okay, my identity is to select talents for the sect. With such a young genius magician as Master Mo, it is the blessing of my soul-catching hall. If Master Mo is lucky enough to spy on the list of external sects, I'm afraid the old man will come and talk a few words. "The old man said.

"How dare you?"

After Mo Bei completed the registration, he slowly stepped out of the door during the farewell.

"Crash" sound

The door of the Soul-Surveying Hall Registration Department was closed, and Mo Bei slowly calmed down on his laughing face.

"Although it is not easy, the goal has been achieved. From some of Zhuge Yu's words, we can simply analyze some clues. The Soul-Surveying Hall has cleaned up some people from the Blood Evil Hall, so I am not too safe at this time, but from my own identity, there should be no problems. It is best to do some articles about my physical illness. It seems that I need to contact the fat monk."

"It's a task that cannot be refused. Although Zhuge Yu didn't say it, the look of that look told me everything. I can't refuse. My identity is a big hidden danger. As long as it is leaked, there will be no place to die, so I can't afford to gamble. Maybe the fat monk has a way, but I can't harm him. The most important thing at the moment is to solve the physical illness."

Mo Bei was in a state of uneasy, and the stimulation was accompanied by a sense of crisis. Lord Yuanlong's hesitation and careful thinking just now made him extremely scared.

Mo Bei speeded all the way from the fifth floor, flew out of the Magic Guild building in a few breaths, and ran to the lively streets, step by step into the crowd.
Chapter completed!