Breaking through the innate, that is, the Holy Order, it is no longer comparable to mortals, just like the original Xiaoyaozi, no one knows whether he is still alive in this world, and where he went.

"That younger brother, please ask the elder brother, where is it going to post or accept the task?"

Luo Li pointed forward.

Ye Qingli came to the front counter.

"The shopkeeper, the guest is here."

"Uh……"

Ye Qingli listened to it, there was the smell of picking up guests from Qingzi.

Okay, you can bear it ...

Then, a lady who looked about thirty or forty years old, dressed in a bright red dress, and had a long and windy look stood up.

"Yo, who will take care of my business?"

"This is boss Jin. This son, is our VIP."

Before Ye Qingli came here today, she was deliberately overwhelmed.

Changed a mask that has never been used.

It's a very ordinary look that can't be found when thrown in the heap.

"Yo, this son is very born, is it the first time we come to us? My name is Jin Xiangyu, I am the owner of this union, I do not know what can help you?"

"..."

This name gave Ye Qingli a feeling of watching old movies in the 1990s.

The token in her hand lit up.

Jin Xiangyu's face became serious.

"I don't know if the prince is the one who doesn't have money to join hands. I want to pick up the task here, but I still have to publish my task."

"I want to kill someone."

"I don't know who to kill?"

"You have to be clear, depending on the difficulty of the murder target. The level of the mission will also be different."

"Ghost King."

Finished these two words.

She waited quietly, the person opposite screamed or jumped.

But no.

Jin Xiangyu's eyes flashed quickly.

"What about time?"

Ye Qingli immediately admired.

Sure enough, it is the most mysterious killer organization on the mainland!

Hearing the mission of killing the ghost king, he didn't change his face and heartbeat!

"The sooner the better, not later than three months."

"Ok."

Jin Xiangyu lowered his head and brushed something on a wine list.

Then she handed it over.

"You need to sign."

Ye Qingli looked at it and said.

Kill the ghost king within three months.The location and method are not limited.

Behind.

Seven flames of difficulty.Unable to evaluate.

"What does it mean?"

Jin Xiangyu explained patiently: "After our assessment, the task you are about to post is of the seven-flame level and cannot be measured by money. Therefore, we can only post your task. If someone applies, he will propose his conditions , Depends on whether you can meet? This task will only take effect if both of you agree. "

So troublesome!

Ye Qingli felt her head was big.

It seems that not all problems can be solved with money!

"Okay, then you can help me post it first."

Then she quietly left.

A young man in Tsing Yi Soap Cap came over.

A piece of text was copied on the bulletin board in front of the tavern.

Suddenly caused a loud noise.

"Huh, is there a new mission?"

"Come and see, there are no new tasks in a few days, and Lao Tzu's bones are tickling."

"Don't be the same as the other day, which adulterer or something you killed. It's really not challenging."

"Haha, that kind of task is best for you ..."

Then, wait for them to see the text on the bulletin board.

All opened their mouths.