Chapter 1651: Scribble root (2/2)
Ning Qi waved his hand gently, and Yang Ben and others suddenly felt that the suppression of their own breath disappeared without a trace, and they once again regained control of the body.
”Understood.”
Yang screamed and screamed.
”You are here to find a place to stay, wait for me to finish the matter, then come to you.”
Ning Qi looked at You Zhaoshan.
”Yes, the lord!”
You Zhaoshan nodded excitedly.
The next moment, Ning Qi's figure disappeared silently in the eyes of the public, and those who thought they would die must find that Ning Qi did not take the meaning of their head. The heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his face showed a hint of fear. Look at the ancestors of each family.
”Ning Zong master does not kill you, does not mean that you do not have to be punished, this time almost let the family be destroyed, after returning, the family law to serve!”
The ancestors of the major families swept the group of monks who were ruined by Ningqi, and their eyes were filled with undisguised anger.
If it wasn't for the words before Jin Sheng left, they believed that their family would end up, just as they would be like Wu Wangfu.
”Yes, ancestors.”
Everyone nodded dejectedly, and the family law was on the family law. Anyway, they can save their lives today, and they have already surprised them enough.
”You are better to go to the lower house if you have no place to live?”
Yang Ben went to the front of Youzhao Mountain and smiled at the invitation.
The rest of the people also reacted, and quickly invited to invite, joking, Yan Zhaoshan obviously has to fly, and can have a good relationship with him, then it can indirectly play a good relationship with Ning Beixuan, how can this opportunity be let go, even The sacred sects of the sacred swords also joined together.
”That, thank you all for your kindness. We have a small courtyard in the capital, and we don't have to bother you.”
The arched hand of You Zhaoshan smiled, and declined the invitation of this group of people. The people could only look at the Zhaozhao Mountain with the cloud and the monk headed away from the battlefield.
Blackwater poems flashed a hesitant color in the eyes, looked at the direction of the Chaotian machine, and finally got up and left.
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Tianjiyuan.
Jin Sheng learned that Ning Qi had a sigh of relief in the heart of Wu Wangfu and the night sorcerer.
”Ning Xiao brothers, have we not seen it for thousands of years? This time has passed really fast. After a blink of an eye for thousands of years, the land of Dong Xuan is now too big compared to the original...”
Jin Sheng has some sighs.
”Yeah, there is no time for practice.”
Ning Qi smiled and nodded.
”Ning Xiao brothers, this time there is something that needs to be helped. As long as you make an order, the old bones will be handed over to you.”
The old man smiled.
”What do you want to do with your bones? I am looking for a soil this time, right in your heavenly yard.”
Ning Qi rolled his eyes.