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Chapter 7357

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Di Beichen nodded. "We would like to receive this month's quota, and at the same time, we would like to record the names of these two stewards."

Ning Xin immediately understood what he meant. It could be seen that there were many people who did this among the consuls.

"You have to find a reliable consul to ask for help. Why did you find this guy?"

Ning Xin looked at Zhou Xu with disgust. Although there were many people who wanted to steal from the Devouring Ore Pavilion, there were not many who were as exaggerated as this guy.

"How am I unreliable?" Zhou Xu was somewhat unconvinced.

"Get a mirror and take a good look at yourself. You're just short of writing the word 'lack of money' on your face."

"I …" Zhou Xu was at a loss for words. What he said really made some sense.

"He's always been like that. He doesn't think too much about it," Di Beichen said.

Ning Xin nodded slightly and didn't say much about this issue. "This matter is easy to handle. I'll help you take note of it. You know the place to collect the rations."

"Understood."

Di Beichen and Ning Xin pulled Ning Xin to the side after they sent Zhou Xu and Zhou Xu to get their rations.

Looking at the mysterious appearance of the two, Ning Xin couldn't help but frown. "What? Is there something you need from me? "

"We want to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"Have you ever heard of the Qing Devil?"

Ning Xin's originally calm face couldn't help but change a little. "What's wrong? Why are you asking this all of a sudden? "

"We have a grudge against Qing Devil, but we don't know much about him, so we want to ask …"

"Go and find out for yourself. I'm still busy here."

Ning Xin glanced at the two of them, then turned and walked into the hall. These two guys definitely wanted to get some information from him. Why did they suddenly talk about Qing Devil?

"Hey … wait a minute." Baili Hongzhuang pulled Ning Xin back and casually took out a fruit, "Chief Steward Ning, this is a fruit that we specially brought to show our filial piety to you. Would you like to try it?"

"Fruit?" Ning Xin was about to complain, but when he saw the fruit in front of him, he couldn't bring himself to say anything.

That was because this fruit was definitely not ordinary!

"What kind of fruit is this?" Ning Xin's eyes revealed a trace of surprise.

He had followed the Deputy Pavilion Master for many years and had seen many good things. Ordinary things could not enter his eyes, but he had never seen this kind of fruit before.

"We don't know what this fruit is called, but after consuming it, it will help increase one's cultivation."

As soon as she said this, Ning Xin unconsciously licked his lips. "This fruit can improve one's cultivation?"

"Why would we lie to you about this? You'll know when you taste it. "

Baili Hongzhuang's smile was light and sincere.

From Huang Tiangui's reaction back then, it could be seen that this fruit was very attractive to cultivators in the Elementary Immortal Stage.

Even though Ning Xin had seen many good things, anything that could help increase one's strength was extremely tempting to cultivators.

Without waiting for Ning Xin to speak, she directly stuffed the fruit into his hand.

Seeing this, Ning Xin no longer refused and accepted the fruit.

The fruit was not big, so Ning Xin tasted it directly. The sweetness in his mouth made him feel refreshed, and the energy that was released next made him extremely surprised.

"The energy in this fruit is very pure!"

"Not bad, the effect of this fruit is very good." Baili Hongzhuang nodded. "If Chief Steward Ning is not busy, why don't we have a small gathering tonight? In addition to this fruit, I have two more with better effects … "

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