Mission Hall!
This was a huge house located on a mountain. The entire mountain was filled with it.
Walking up from the foot of the mountain, the entrance was at the top.
Once entering the Mission Hall, one would immediately discover that they had entered another world!
They would appear in an extremely spacious place, and all they could see were people. Some of them seemed to be in a hurry with some papers in their hands, while others seemed to be chatting cheerfully with others.
On this side of the wall, there were many places to sit. There were stone stools, wooden stools, everything that one could imagine. As soon as everyone sat down, all kinds of drinks and food were served.
In front of them was a long counter, and a row of etiquette ladies were lined up in a row. They were separated by a hundred meters, and it was very pleasing to the eye. They were dressed in orthodox cultivator attire. Their full chests revealed their deep cleavage, and their waists were tightly drawn together, exposing their slender waists.
However, their lower bodies were blocked by the counter, and they could no longer see it. It was a pity.
In front of these etiquette ladies was a large pile of documents. On the wall behind them, light and shadow flashed, and words appeared and disappeared one by one.
It was no different from a projector, and it felt very sci-fi!
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Yanran's appearance didn't cause much of a reaction.
Firstly, everyone was busy with their own matters, and they didn't have time to care about Yanran. Secondly, there was more than one entrance on Yanran's side!
For convenience, there were more than a dozen such entrances in all directions of the mountain. The most outrageous thing was that there were cultivators flying down from above. That was really eye-catching!
As for Yanran, she was a little surprised by the scene in front of her.
She really didn't think that the Mission Hall would be like this. The materials used were all extremely precious. Standing on the ground, one could see the reflection of the ground, and it could be used as a mirror!
Just this point alone was very impressive, not to mention other things.
If Yanran spent most of her time on the ground, if a girl wearing a skirt came here, wouldn't Yanran take advantage of it?
Moreover, in any big house of an immortal sect, spiritual energy couldn't be used, and only skills could be used.
Yanran was not afraid of being beaten up by others!
No … even if she could use spiritual power, so what? Yanran wasn't afraid of it.
"Lalala …" Humming a melodious tune, Yanran briskly walked to the front of the counter, the one in the middle!
This Miss Etiquette's appearance was very good. Her every move revealed a kind of natural and unrestrained aura, which made people feel very at ease. Although she looked a little mature, whether it was her skin or her face, she gave people the feeling of a young girl in her twenties, which was very good.
In comparison, the others were much inferior. It was unreasonable for Yanran not to choose her.
For some reason, there were very few people who came here. The area in front of them was empty. No matter what, Yanran had to take care of other people's business, right?
Walking in front of her, she saw a chair for Xiaoxiao. Yanran sat down without hesitation. It looked like a jade chair, but it was quite soft. Yanran felt as if she was going to sink into it.
Looking up, the person in front of him seemed to be a little tall! She said immediately.
"You should sit down too! It's hard for us to talk now. "
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Qi Shuya was the name of the girl in front of Yanran. It was a very nice name, but she had an unusual life. She was involved in a war in the Immortal Sect since she was young. The whole village was swallowed by the war mercilessly, and she was the only one left.
At that time, she was only five years old. It was simply impossible for her to survive alone in the chaotic world!
Fortunately, she was adopted by an elder of the Emperor Sword Sect and became a disciple of the top sect.
This was a very, very great fortune!
However, things were really not so simple. Her qualifications were not enough to support her to come to the Immortal Sect. She could barely do the logistics. As for the elder, who was like a grandfather to Qi Shuya, he had never seen Qi Shuya again!
For a long time, Qi Shuya had been supporting herself to walk all the way here alone.
Now, thirty years had passed. She had also reached the Martial Spirit Realm with the huge resources of the Emperor Sword Sect.
Every day, she would come to the mission hall to take care of the cultivators who came to take the mission and get some meager contribution points. At night, she would cultivate in her small room.
If she did not have a major breakthrough, she would not have to come here. After all, there were so many colleagues around. Some of them would help her.
She could also use her free time to do some other things and gain experience.
Today, she continued to take the mission of Miss Etiquette on a whim.
Because of her reputation, she had been in charge of some A-level or S-level missions. Almost all of them could only be completed by a team of King Wu or a Martial Spirit in the later stage.
She did not usually come here, so she was happy and idle.
But now there was a little girl who was not very old walking over, and she even stopped a lot of eyes on her face and chest, which made Qi Shuya feel very strange!
If she did not care about her identity, she would have slapped the forehead of the little girl in front of her. You will have it in the future. Why do you care so much? But at this time, even a young girl would have a comparison of age!
Poor makeup couldn't fool Qi Shuya's eyes!
Hearing the little girl's question, Qi Shuya organized her words. When she was about to politely refuse, the voice of her "family", which she had not heard for a long time, rang in her mind.
She was stunned for a while. Did the only person who had a good impression of her finally speak to her? This made Qi Shuya feel very close.
"Xiao Ya! I've seen all your hard work, but due to other reasons, I didn't communicate with you. Please forgive me, the person who brought you in … Now, please serve the person in front of you well. Don't be rude … "
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