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All the people present in the hall were also startled by the movement in Ye Xinghe's hand, and they all surrounded Ye Xinghe.

I want to pay my respects, Lord Angel of the Light God Sect.

But as the hymn came out from the token in Ye Xinghe's hand, the expressions of the crowd of onlookers suddenly changed, and they began to sing the hymn solemnly.

Du Zhong and the front desk lady watched in amazement, Ye Xinghe's hand was filled with a white jade token of holy splendor.

"Seventh...seventh-order seat angel!"

The frightened front desk lady had no idea that the "liar" she was talking about was actually a seventh-ranked high-ranking angel in the Divine Cult.

She collapsed behind the counter, not knowing what to do next, the red-haired boy she was mocking.

The identity of this red-haired boy is far more noble than the general manager of their Shenguang Hotel.

Not to mention her a little front desk girl.

Du Zhong was also shocked, his eyeballs were about to fall out of shock, and he was no less frightened than the girl at the front desk.

He knew that Ye Xinghe was obviously not the owner of the angel token in his hand.

Then the only feasible explanation is the identity certificate lent to him by the "guardian" behind Ye Xinghe.

But identity certificates are not something that can be borrowed randomly, only those who are extremely close and trustworthy can borrow them.

The person who borrows the identity certificate can, to a certain extent, be equivalent to the identity certificate himself.

In this way, the problem of staying in a hotel can be completely solved.

But the problem is, the commotion made by this lord is really too big, right?

He doesn't know the verification of the identity card, just need to inject a little magic?

The more magic power is injected into the identity certificate, the more magnificent the momentum will be.

Could it be that the reason why your lord is so high-profile is because you want to slap this little girl at the front desk who looks like a dog?

Is it too much fuss?

Different from Eucommia and the little girl at the front desk, the turbulent waves in the hearts of the two of them.

At this moment, Ye Xinghe... unexpectedly felt a little ashamed for no reason.

He felt that the identity token in his hand, after being injected with magic power, would undergo certain changes, which he could understand.

But the white jade token in his hand actually sang a hymn after he injected it with magic power? !

As the chants of the Guangming God Sect sounded, everyone in the hotel lobby came towards him with respectful and solemn expressions.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye Xinghe didn't know what to do for a while, with such hair-raising eyes.

He didn't dare to stop at will, and injected the magic power of the token in his hand. If he didn't know the rules, it would be disrespectful to let the chant be interrupted halfway?

In this way, the hymn continued for ten minutes...

After repeating the single, Ye Xinghe secretly winked at Du Zhong, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Du, can you ask the front desk, is it possible to check in now?"

"If it's okay, I'll put away the ID card now."

"After all, it makes a lot of noise, and I'm a low-key person. I don't like such a publicity certificate."

Hearing this, Du Zhong glanced wryly at the girl behind the counter, who had already been unable to withstand the pressure and passed out.

Nima?

You still like to keep a low profile. If you just make a move, you will scare the little girl at the front desk into a faint, okay?

Obviously injecting a little magic power can prove your identity, but you just want to make such a big battle.

He thought so in his heart, but he couldn't say it out, so he could only smile wryly: "My lord, now the little girl at the front desk has fainted, I don't know too well."

"However, in terms of your honorable status, the conditions must be met."

"No... why don't you put away your ID first?"

Du Zhong carefully expressed his suggestion. If he wants to check into the hotel as soon as possible, he can't go on like this.

He didn't know if the lord's anger had dissipated.

But he was able to repeat the hymn single, which shows that the resentment in his heart is not as deep as usual.

Ye Xinghe nodded in agreement with Du Zhong's suggestion.

Ye Xinghe, who was not very familiar with mana manipulation, could not cut off the mana supply instantly, but could only slowly withdraw the mana injected into the token.

The magic power that Ye Xinghe injected into the token gradually weakened.

Looking at the token in his hand, which only emitted glowing white light, Ye Xinghe smiled and said: "Mr. Du, you can see the extraordinaryness of the token even when the magic power is small, and it must be able to verify the authenticity of the identity certificate. "

"If I knew it could be done earlier, I wouldn't have to inject so much magic power."

After hearing Ye Xinghe's complaints, Du Zhong's expression froze, he looked at Ye Xinghe suspiciously, and thought, "My lord, has he never used his identity token?"

After the vision of the token in Ye Xinghe's hand disappeared, the surrounding crowd quickly dispersed.

It's not that they are in a hurry, they just want to escape here.

The melon-eating crowd who watched originally wanted to admire the demeanor of the angelic figures of the Guangming God Sect.

But what they never expected was that the big angel actually played a whole hymn!

The opportunity to watch the boss well turned into a scene of pilgrimage inexplicably.

When playing hymns, if anyone leaves at will, it will be considered disrespectful to the God of Light.

As a result, everyone in the hall stood around Ye Xinghe for about ten minutes.

During these ten minutes, you must still look solemn, you can't smile, you don't dare to take a breath, and the overall atmosphere must be sacred and dignified.

For the non-professional believers who watched, although it was only a short ten minutes, every minute was extremely tormented.

How could a ten-minute hymn be played in public?

Therefore, after Ye Xinghe withdrew the token, the onlookers who were eating melons immediately ran away.

They were afraid that the big angel would play the hymn again, and they would suffer another ten minutes.

The hymns of the Light God Sect are extremely difficult to pronounce. It is extremely difficult for non-professionals to sing the hymns completely.

And when singing along, you can't make mistakes. If you miss a note, it will be considered disrespectful to the God of Light.

The melon-eating crowd watching, in a state of trembling, sang the complete hymn without any risk, which can only be regarded as a pass.

If the big angels are happy, play the hymn again later and let them sing along.

They can't guarantee that they can achieve the effect just now.

Therefore, when Ye Xinghe put away the token, the onlookers ran faster and faster one by one.

After the crowd dispersed, the surroundings of Ye Xinghe and Du Zhong became empty.

They looked around and found that there was no one, and the entire hotel lobby suddenly became deserted.

The two of them looked helplessly, and the little girl who fainted at the front desk looked at each other.

The receptionist who checked them into the hotel passed out, what are they going to do next, who else can check them in?