About the fact that I only have one move to clear the customs

"The one between your eyebrows is the eye of the wheel, right?" Yu Hua said.

Ning Fan nodded, "Yes."

The three looked at each other, Yu Hua looked at Ning Fan and said:

"Let me talk about it first. I don't agree with keeping the walking S-level resentment body, no matter how much research value he has for us."

Ning Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and he didn't keep it. Is there a just verdict?

"Human physique, especially the physique of players, has always been a stumbling block that hinders us from becoming stronger. If we can find the secret of the coexistence of human body and resentful body from Ning Fan, and make up for the gap in physique, the human race will have no shortcomings." Caiwei's voice was clear and peaceful, and she spoke unhurriedly:

"As long as Ning Fan can control the Eye of the Wheel, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"What if I can't control it? What if the Wheel-Turning King is fully awakened?" Yu Hua narrowed his eyes, the scar on his forehead became more and more ferocious, he leaned forward and stroked the table with one hand, and said coldly:

"The strength of the hall master-level ghost after awakening is not something you and I can compete with. Have you considered the lives of the 200 million ordinary people in the entire Xiaoxiao City?"

"If you don't try it, how do you know he can't control it?" Caiwei asked back.

"Good." The middle-aged man opposite Ning Fan said the second sentence, then stood up and said to Caiwei:

"I hope you're right, Flora."

Caiwei lowered her head and smiled, "Congratulations to Mr. Chairman."

The middle-aged man smiled kindly at Ning Fan, and strode out.

Ning Fan turned to look at the two people in front of him, Yu Hua said angrily:

"How terrifying are ghosts at the level of the palace master, don't you know? The Battle of Tushan five years ago, if it weren't for my brother, we would still be here, talking about the future of the bullshit human race?!"

Caiwei's face changed slightly, and she quickly regained her composure, "It is precisely because I have seen strength and despair that I need to find a way to become stronger, instead of being afraid to escape."

Saying that, Shi Shiran got up and walked towards the door.

"Come with me." She said lightly.

As the fragrant wind blew by, Ning Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he got up and followed Caiwei out.

"tatter"

Monotonous footsteps, the hallway was eerily quiet.

Caiwei in front suddenly stopped and turned to look at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan is 1.8 meters tall, and Caiwei even has to look up at him slightly.

"Can you really control the eye of the wheel?"

Faced with such a fair and delicate face, Ning Fan couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He said seriously:

"can."

"Very good." Caiwei turned around and continued walking, and the faint coercion exerted on Ning Fan also dissipated.

"Why are you helping me?" It's not wise to ask such a question at this time, but Ning Fan couldn't help but wonder what this powerful and quiet woman was thinking.

"It's not helping you, I just don't want to see the scene of hell again." Caiwei said lightly:

"The talisman on the cheek can be peeled off."

Only then did Ning Fan remember that the talisman left by Nie Xiao was stuck on his cheek, and he reached out to take off the talisman and put it in his pocket.

At the end of the corridor is a wide balcony, Caiwei went straight to the balcony, and Ning Fan stood behind her.

Looking down from here, one can have a panoramic view of the vast Lixiao City for several kilometers.

"What are we doing here?"

"Go to the eighth floor of the guild, the ghost fighting field." Caiwei said.

"Don't you take the elevator?" Ning Fan was puzzled.

"It's too slow." Caiwei stretched out her slender hand, lifted Ning Fan, and then jumped up.

Ning Fan was shocked, let's say tens of meters above the ground, would it be fatal?Immediately, he was taken aback again, this woman is flying!

It's not Nie Xiao's kind of jumping with force, flying over the eaves and walls, but the real volley flying!

Is this the tip of the iceberg of s-class strength?Ning Fan smiled slightly, this game is unavoidably cruel, but also unprecedentedly real and interesting.

The sound of the wind whistled in my ears, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them landed lightly on the balcony on the eighth floor.

The two entered the eighth floor one behind the other. There was a door in the middle of the corridor. Entering the door, there was a spacious and bright hall.

In the middle of the hall is a circular platform, surrounded by rows of seats, and there are two people sitting on the far seat, one is the S-level deacon Yu Hua, and the other is an old man with white hair.

"Go up." Caiwei pointed to the circular platform.

Ning Fan nodded, turned around and walked towards the ten-meter-diameter circular platform, Caiwei jumped lightly, her clothes fluttering, and sat next to Yu Hua and the other two.

"Boy." Yuhua's voice echoed in the empty ghost arena.

"In order to prove that you can control the remarks of S-level resentment bodies, we decided to conduct a test on you. If you pass the test, you can join the Dawn Guild."

"Can't it pass?" Ning Fan asked back.

"Death." The corners of Yuhua's mouth rose.

Ning Fan smiled and looked at the aloof Yu Hua, the feeling of life and death being controlled by others is really uncomfortable!

"Are there any questions?" Yu Hua asked.

"No, let's start." Ning Fan squinted his eyes, although he could roughly guess the reason why Yuhua hated ghosts, but if Yuhua wanted him to die, he didn't mind pulling a few backs before he died.

"Very good." Yu Hua looked at the white-haired old man next to him, "Old Mu, let's put the curtain down."

The white-haired old man nodded, stood up and made a tactic, and a pale golden light curtain rose above the circular platform, shielding the entire platform.

"Take a b-level ghost, with red hair." Yuhua said leisurely.

Elder Mu glanced at Caiwei, who didn't say a word.

"Red hair is the strongest b-level ghost in the guild. Is it inappropriate for Master Fengshen to do this?" Elder Mu tentatively asked.

"That makes sense." Yu Hua nodded and said:

"B-level ghosts are too weak, so it's not appropriate to take A-level ghosts..."

"Let's just have red hair." Caiwei said lightly.

"Okay." Elder Mu waved to the darkness, and after a while, eight white-robed servants carried a black cloth-covered object and placed it in front of Ning Fan, and then hurried back into the darkness.

"Oh!"

With an explosion, the black cloth was torn into pieces, and a red-haired man rushed towards Ning Fan!

Ning Fan's pupils shrank, so fast!

Before he had time to think about anything else, Ning Fan launched "Shocking Over the Gap", and with a flash, he barely avoided the blow.

Looking at the 200/500 stamina on the screen, the corners of Ning Fan's eyes twitched. This skill is very strong. The key is to face an outrageously powerful enemy. Now I can't fully exert its power at all!

Use it again, and the stamina will be wiped out.

"The speed is very fast." Yu Hua leisurely commented, "One more chance."

The red-haired man grinned, the corners of his mouth salivating, flashed again, turned into a red shadow and attacked Ning Fan.

"Shocking!" Ning Fan's eyes flashed with thunder, and his body turned into blue light!

"brush!"

Ning Fan stood behind the red-haired ghost, a long and thin wound appeared on the red-haired ghost's neck, electric arcs flickered, and dark red blood dripped on the ground of the platform.

-50 (orange)

"Hey!" The red-haired ghost smiled instead of anger, sticking out his slender tongue to suck the wound on his neck.

This kid can actually cause damage to b-level ghosts!What skill is that? !Yu Hua, who was leaning on the seat, sat up straight and laughed:

"Chifa, you won't be able to defeat our zero-level deacon, it's really disappointing!"

"Ghost hair? Winding." The red hair said with a smile, and the red hair rushed towards the panting Ning Fan with lightning speed!