"I thought I was called."

Su Ting Chang breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the elf on his shoulder, and smiled and said, "I'm thinking too much. Only we know the name of you, a person full of bad water. There is no one from Si Tianjian to register. How could he register this name?"

The elf lowered his head slightly and said nothing.

Su Ting did not notice her change, but just smiled and said, "What's more, we came late, so the name didn't call it so quickly."

The elf muttered, "It may not be that you have a higher status. Maybe the exception given to you by others will not let you wait for a long time, so you will put your name in front of you."

Upon hearing this, Su Ting touched his chin, nodded and said, "That's true. My junior nephew can be sent by Si Tianjian to manage the event. He is also a versatile person. It is normal for me to give me some privileges to be an elder."

As he said that, he shook his head again and said, "What privilege do you want? Su has always been open and does not like to go through the back door. He just doesn't know how many places he has ranked my name in the top. As long as he is within a hundred, he will not take his anger on him after waiting for half an hour."

The elf sneered and didn't respond.

——

And ahead.

Mr. Du from Beiyuan stood with his hands behind his back.

Many people around him have been called.

These people had already arrived at Sitianjian before. Some of them had been subdued by him and were sent to the capital to find out the big and small events of the grand event. Another part was impressed by his profound Taoist practices and powerful abilities after he came to the capital. Another part was forcibly oppressed by him and held by him.

But he himself has not been long since he came to the capital.

In fact, he came to the capital one step later than Su Ting.

"May Taoist."

"Shou Daoist."

"Qin Shou."

"Dongfan monk."

Mr. Du kept these names in his heart.

There are also many outstanding people in Nanyuan, but only a few of them are really regarded as threats by him.

As for the one who killed his two servants, Taoism could not be the third level of heaven. Only by relying on a treasure that could manifest the powerful tyrant of the flames could one act violently. Taoism was low and shallow, and it was not worth worrying about.

But that treasure really needs to be cared about, and it also makes him very concerned about it.

"You guys, get closer and recognize them. During the grand event, try to break the rude boy at the beginning, and wait until he loses his qualifications and leaves the capital and intercept him."

"Yes, young master."

"By the way, in Nanyuan, you should pay more attention to the May Daoist, Susha Daoist, Qin Shou, and Dongfan Daoist. If you can't fight, try to collect their blood or hair."

Speaking of this, Mr. Du read all the names he regarded as threatening in the three areas of Dongyuan, Xiyuan and Beiyuan, and then said: "When you see them, try to hide. If you can't escape, you will give up your qualifications for the grand event. You will hurt them desperately, seize their blood and hair, and hand them over to me afterwards."

The servants around them were all in awe.

They knew that Mr. Du's ability was not only profound in Taoism, but also strong in ability, but also had mysterious spells that could silently and make people die in despair.

After pausing, Mr. Du looked at Su Ting, frowned and said, "This person is not very good at doing things, but there is a treasure. If you meet him, you must be careful... Even I can't see through his treasure."

Thinking of this, Mr. Du put Su Ting in his heart and said, "If you can't fight him, try to get his blood or hair."

As he said that, Mr. Du paused and said, "What's his name?"

Everyone looked at each other in silence.

The young man rarely went out, and after Mr. Du spoke, he was isolated, and few people had any interaction with him.

As for Mr. Du, he regarded him as a dying person from the beginning and never cared about the name of the boy.

But now I think about it, the boy was pregnant with a treasure and it was a bit difficult to kill him.

If it is really hard, use the spell, that's it.

"You go near, listen carefully to the name of the Sitian Supervisor, and remember this person's name in your heart."

"Yes, young master."

Everyone responded.

Mr. Du nodded slightly and asked again: "Is it all the license plate?"

One person behind him replied, "It's basically the one I received. There are fewer people in Beiyuan, and there are less than twenty people who have not received the token. I think it's time to come."

As he said this, he heard the Taoist from Si Tianjian above call him a name.

"Du Heng!"

——

Nanyuan.

Su Ting heard one name after another, most of them had received the token, but it had not yet reached him.

His face turned a little dark and he whispered: "This Taoist Yunji thought he was a sensible person, but he didn't expect that he would be so unfaithful. Even the uncle was not flattered. He made the uncle wait for so long, and he was simply disrespectful."

The elf lowered his head, as if teasing the little white snake. From time to time, he looked up at the Taoist Si Tianjian who had his name reported above, and from time to time, looking at Su Ting, as if there was a bit of expectation in his eyes.

Su Ting patted the hem of his clothes, felt a little angry, and looked at the solemn Taoist again.

The Taoist, with a cold expression and a calm air, was also a master who had cultivated into a Yin God. His aura was cold and implicitly murderous intent, which seemed to have deprived many lives.

"It's quite consistent with the title of Susha Taoist, but after the little girl tricked me, this Taoist name always feels a little stupid."

Su Ting thought so and glared at the elf beside him.

The elf looked confused.

Haven't you called yet?

Why does he seem to know something?

Thinking of this, the elf was a little timid and shrank his body.

"Zhu Wen!"

"Big Niu Taoist!"

One name after another was pronounced.

Su Ting couldn't help but feel that these two names were a bit weird and smiled: "Zhu Wen? Swine fever? This guy's name is really interesting... As for that great Taoist, he always feels it is inappropriate."

As he said that, Su Ting looked at the elf and smiled and said, "I think this great bull Taoist is probably a woodcutter. When he went up the mountain to chop wood, he accidentally obtained the inheritance of the practitioners in the mountains after they became eternal, or a farmer. When he went to the field to work, he dug up the legacy of his predecessors and embarked on the road of cultivation."

Speaking of this, Su Ting shook his head slightly and said, "But, if you can practice this way, you can read it anyway, so why don't you change your name? His name has been added with the title of Taoist, and you always feel that it is a bit inappropriate. It's better to call it Niu Shenwang, Niu Demon King, etc., and it sounds much better than the name of Big Niu Taoist."

The elf looked strange but didn't speak.

And at this moment, the disciples of Si Tianjian above recited again: "Dao Niu Taoist!"

Everyone in the field looked at each other in front of each other.

No one came forward to collect the token.

"Where is the Daniu Taoist?"

The disciple of Sitianjian frowned and said, "As the grand event approached, is it that he still left outside Sitianjian? Daniu Taoist, if he doesn't come to get the license plate again, he will never wait for it!"

He looked through the list, raised his head again, and shouted: "Is Daniu Taoist living in Building 8 of Nanyuan, here?"

This sound was transmitted through the true energy and directly to the Nanyuan residence.

——

Among the eight buildings in Nanyuan.

The five little monsters looked up one after another, looking at each other, showing a look of surprise.

The two sperm-forming horses looked at each other with a confused face.

The previous voice came here.

But there is no one called Big Bull here.

There are only two horses here.

——

Within the crowd.

Su Ting smiled and said, "This big bull Taoist didn't show up. I really want to see what kind of person he is, it's so interesting."

The elf lowered his head and said nothing, but his body trembled slightly, as if he was holding back something.

"The Daniu Taoist who lives in Building 8 of Nanyuan!"

The disciple of Sitianjian called out again, and when no one answered, he turned over and recited the next name.

Su Ting seemed to think of something, suddenly shook and stood there, as if struck by lightning.

"Wait a minute? Nanyuan? Building 8?"

In Su Ting's impression, when Taoist Yu Le asked him to check in, he said that this eight-building courtyard was where a practitioner lived, loved to enjoy it, and specially decorated it.

Building 8, Nanyuan, isn’t it where someone Su lives?

Su Ting swallowed his saliva, his mouth and tongue were dry.
Chapter completed!