"Okay, then I'm welcome."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded, then put away the three Qiankun rings and threw them into the space package.

Xiong Lie and the others were slightly startled when they saw this.

Are you choosing?

"Senior Brother Ning..."

Xiong Lie hesitated for a moment.

"What else?"

Ning Qi frowned slightly.

When Xiong Lie saw this, he immediately shook his head, "It's okay, it's okay..."

"Since there's nothing wrong, let's start inspecting this place and then leave. Ten years are almost here."

After Ning Qi said this, he turned around and left.

The three of them looked at each other and followed with ugly expressions.

They would never have imagined it.

Ning Qi actually planned to monopolize the training resources they had worked so hard for this time, which was the result of eight years of almost breaking their legs!

"Fortunately, the Lost City can also make a profit. He can't take away our share anymore, right?"

Philo preached.

If Ning Qi hadn't punched an early-stage being in the Destiny Realm with just one punch, how could he have argued for those cultivation resources?

"Probably not."

Zhang Jingtao felt unsure.

The best reward for this mission is the Mountain-Moving Treasure Armor and the Purple Light Mask, as well as the various gifts and training resources received during the mission. But now the Mountain-Moving Treasure Armor has been broken into pieces, and only two of the Purple Light Mask are left.

However, Philo's one was shot away at some point, and now even the training resources donated by various parties have been taken away by Ning Qi. Although they will not lose money on this mission, they will not make any profit either...

As soon as Ning Qi and the four left the Land Abandoned by the Gods, the suppression team immediately received the news. Before the four of them arrived at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, Lu Yan came towards them with Liu Zhujun and several other dragon-riding monks.

"What's going on, four of you!?"

Lu Yan saw the embarrassed looks of Xiong Lie and the others, and Fei Luo even lost his mask. A look of shock flashed in his eyes. It looked like they had experienced a fierce battle. Could it be that the land abandoned by the gods

Is there anyone here who dares to take action against the envoy sent by the Holy Council? Who is so desperate for his life?

"I met a madman..."

Philo couldn't help but whisper.

He hated the monk with the head of a tiger deeply in his heart. If it hadn't been for this person, they would have had time to sort out the gifts they got this time, and they wouldn't have been deceived by Ning Qi without any precautions.

"Four junior brothers, are you not injured? Who attacked you? I will immediately call a group of monks from the suppression team to follow you to the land abandoned by the gods."

Liu Zhujun said.

"No need, the person who took action has been suppressed and killed by Senior Brother Ning."

Xiong Lie said.

Lu Yan then looked at Ning Qi. From just now, he discovered that compared to the embarrassment of the three of them, Ning Qi's body was not stained with even a speck of dust, and the aura on his body was much richer than that of Xiong Lie and the others. It was obviously the four of them.

A leader among men.

"Taikoo Xingchen Pavilion is indeed a top sect. The inner disciples have such strength. How strong should those core disciples, true disciples, and chief disciples be?"

Lu Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If he knew that Ning Qi was still an outer disciple, he would probably be even more shocked.

"No wonder Senior Sister Ye seems to value this person very much."

Liu Zhujun glanced at Ning Qi and was suddenly curious in his heart, what kind of face was there under this purple light mask?

"Since the person who made the move is dead, the four of you will follow me to the City Lord's Mansion to rest for a few days. It will be up to me to introduce to you the operating conditions of the Lost City in the past hundred years."

Lu Yan invited slightly respectfully.

Even though he is a monk in the destiny realm, his cultivation level is higher than that of Ning Qi and others, but Ning Qi and the others represent the Holy Council and are also backed by the Ancient Star Pavilion, and the Lost City is just a combination of various forces.

Maybe next year the force he belongs to will withdraw from management, and he will also resign from his current position as leader and leave the Lost City. Therefore, after careful comparison, the status of the two parties is almost the same.

"That's exactly what I meant."

Ning Qi nodded lightly.

Zhang Jingtao and the others' eyes lit up. They said it was an introduction, but it wasn't just a gift. This unspoken rule can be found out with just a little inquiry.

One month later.

Lu Yan led a group of dragon-riding monks and sent Ning Qi and the others away with smiles. Xiong Lie and the others were in a very low mood. In the past month, all the gifts sent by Lu Yan were lost.

into Ning Qi's pocket, they didn't lose a penny!!!

Not long after leaving the Lost City, Philo suddenly said: "Senior Brother Ning, the four of us go out to do a mission together. You can't take all the benefits. In the next more than a year, we will patrol the area around the Lost City.

Why don't we do it separately, and when the time comes, we don't have to gather together and just go back to the sect?"

"warrior!"

Zhang Jingtao looked at Philo, his eyes had changed slightly. For the first time, he knew that Philo was so courageous!

Xiong Lie couldn't help but give Philo a thumbs up behind his back.

Philo said exactly what he wanted to say.

Since they have eaten meat, you can't not even give them some soup, right?

"You seem dissatisfied with me?"

Ning Qi looked at Philo calmly.

Before Philo could speak, Ning Qi smiled and said: "I was worried that I would have no excuse to beat you up. Since you brought it to your door yourself, I won't be polite."

"What!? You dare to harm your fellow disciples!?"

Philo turned pale with fright.

"Mutilate? It's just a sparring match."

Ning Qi smiled, and the joints of his fingers continued to crack.

Bang bang bang bang!

Zhang Jingtao and Xiong Lie stood aside, watching Philo under Ning Qi's fist, like a lonely boat in the storm, so helpless, so fragile, as if he would be torn into pieces at any time.

but!

They could only watch, not daring to speak out to stop them, otherwise they would become a lonely boat...

This is not a guess, but a necessity.

Thinking about it with your buttocks, you can imagine that Ning Qi must be looking for excuses to teach them a lesson. They must not send it to their door automatically!

so.

"Junior Brother Philo, thank you for your hard work."

The two of them looked at Philo, with a trace of pity flashing in their eyes.

An hour later.

Ning Qi then stopped and left.

After another cup of tea, Xiong Lie and Zhang Jingtao looked at each other, walked slowly to Fei Luo, and whispered: "Junior brother Fei Luo, are you... still alive?"

On the ground, all the bones in Philo's body seemed to be broken, and they lay limp on the ground like a pool of snot. Hearing the voices of the two, Philo slowly opened his eyes, with a trace of panic remaining in his eyes, and said with difficulty

: "He... left?"

"Let's go. The two of us just came to call you after we were sure that he had left."

Zhang Jingtao nodded, "Do you have any healing pills? Where to put them? I can help you get them."

"It's in my Qiankun Ring..."
Chapter completed!