Zhu Honggong's words were filled with righteousness and righteousness. He had the bearing of a Gang Master.
The brothers who were kneeling on the ground exchanged glances before they kowtowed at Zhu Honggong.
"Thank you, Gang Master!"
“？？？”
'Shouldn't they be crying tears of gratitude and refusing to leave?'
"Gang Master, rest in peace … We won't let you down."
"Get lost! You heartless bunch! "
The brothers hastily rose to their feet and dispersed.
Mingshi Yin waved his hand casually. The vines that were blocking their way disappeared.
There was no need for him to be calculative with these small fries. Moreover, they were Zhu Honggong's subordinates. It was a good thing for them to leave.
"Don't be reluctant to leave this lousy fort! Is the Evil Sky Pavilion not good enough for you? "Mingshi Yin said when he saw the regretful expression on Zhu Honggong's face.
"Senior brother … This Tiger Ridge is my blood, sweat, and tears. I've given my heart to every blade of grass and tree here."
"Get lost!"
Mingshi Yin rolled his eyes. 'You're still being unreasonable at a time like this?'
Zhu Honggong hastily said, "We're leaving now …"
The two of them walked out of Tiger Ridge.
"Old Eighth … What treasure are you wearing?" As Mingshi Yin walked, he recalled the scene of the palm strike.
Zhu Honggong hastily put away his clothes and said, "Senior brother … Don't even think about it!"
Mingshi Yin shook his head and said, "Enough. Stop trying to hide it. Don't think I don't know. I just didn't expect Old Seventh to get your hands on the zen tunic. "
"…"
"I'm impressed that you weren't beaten to death by those bald donkeys!" Mingshi Yin gave Zhu Honggong a thumbs-up.
"I'm just so-so."
The two of them left in the air.
Meanwhile.
"Ding! Captured rascal Zhu Honggong. Reward: 1,000 merit points."
Lu Zhou was slightly surprised by this.
His original intention was for Mingshi Yin to test Old Seventh's strength. However, it seemed like Mingshi Yin had captured Old Eighth.
However, it was a good thing that he captured Old Eighth.
Inside the Evil Sky Pavilion, Lu Zhou looked at the system dashboard.
Name: Lu Zhou
Race: Human
Cultivation base: Brahman Sea Eight Meridians
Merit points: 13312
Avatar: Six Recombinant Trigram Lines
Remaining lifespan: 5,988 days
Items: Critical Strike Card x1, Impeccable Card x2, Critical Block Card x7 (passive), Binding Cage Card x4, Refining Talisman x2, Ji Tiandao's Peak Trial Card x1, Whitzard (resting …), Tao Wu.
Weapon: Unnamed, Amorous Hoop (Owner: Ye Tianxin, needs to be refined before use), Life Cutter, Nirvana Sash, Tear Stain Box.
Technique: Three Scrolls of Heavenly Writing.
Two days had passed, but Bai Ze was still resting.
Lu Zhou shook his head. He had expended too much energy fighting the Ten Shamans. He didn't know how long it would take for him to finish resting.
Lu Zhou glanced at the system mall again.
There was no time limit treasure chest.
After giving it some thought, Lu Zhou decided to try his daily lucky draw.
After five consecutive draws, his Luck was perfectly accumulated to 19 points.
The amount of merit points he had now was enough for him to make a mistake in the lottery … Of course, that was except for the ones above him.
"Elder Hua requests an audience." A voice came from outside.
Hua Wudao walked into the room, looking rather tired.
The battle with Sword Saint Luo Shisan had drained him of all his strength.
Hua Wudao walked into the great hall and bowed respectfully at Lu Zhou.
Lu Zhou asked in confusion, "What's the matter, Elder Hua?"
Hua Wudao cupped his fists and said, "Pavilion Master … Indeed, I have a request."
"Speak your mind," Lu Zhou said calmly.
"I've been thinking about this for the past few days, and I can't let go of this matter …" Hua Wudao continued to say, "The request that this bag of old bones wants to make has something to do with Ding Fanqiu."
"Oh?"
"Ding Fanqiu is from the Yun Sect, and I'm the one who asked him to do this. At the end of the day, I'm the main culprit. This has nothing to do with him … "Hua Wudao said.
Before Lu Zhou could say anything …
Duanmu Sheng's furious voice rang from outside.
"Elder Hua! Forgive me, but I can't agree with you! "
Hua Wudao turned to look.
Duanmu Sheng walked over with his Overlord Spear in his hand. His expression was filled with rage.
He looked majestic!
"Ding Fanqiu is impersonating the Evil Sky Pavilion. According to our rules, he should be cut into pieces and fed to the dogs! You're a member of the Evil Sky Pavilion, and yet, you're thinking of an outsider? "
Hua Wudao's wizened face flushed red.
Duanmu Sheng continued to say, "I don't care who wins between you and Luo Shisan. Ding Fanqiu will never let him go! "
Clang!
The Overlord Spear was planted on the ground.
Hua Wudao said sheepishly, "Since I've left the Yun Sect, I should sever all ties with the Yun Sect. Ding Fanqiu is the last link … "
"That's great! Elder Hua, kill him to show your attitude! "Duanmu Sheng said.
"…"
Hua Wudao was speechless.
Duanmu Sheng was destined to be his nemesis!
Every time Hua Wudao saw Duanmu Sheng, he would feel suffocated.
Ever since he became Duanmu Sheng's sparring partner, Duanmu Sheng would seek him out for sparring. Duanmu Sheng kept losing, and he kept losing!
Sometimes, Hua Wudao wondered if Duanmu Sheng disliked him because he lost too many times.
"Forget it …"
He cupped his fists at Lu Zhou. "I'm willing to accept my punishment."
However …
Lu Zhou slowly rose to his feet and descended the steps with his hands on his back. He looked at Hua Wudao and said slowly, "I can release Ding Fanqiu."
Upon hearing this.
Duanmu Sheng's eyes widened.
Hua Wudao was stunned.
"Pavilion Master …"
"However, there's a condition," Lu Zhou said with his hands on his back.
"Please tell me, Pavilion Master … Although I've left the Yun Sect, my words still carry some weight. Some of the elders in the Yun Sect will give me some face." Hua Wudao felt that it was time for the Yun Sect to give him something.
"I only want the sable magnolia."
Hua Wudao. "…"
He was taken aback.
Duanmu Sheng was stunned as well.
Hua Wudao's eyes widened as he said, "Pavilion Master, the sable magnolia is extremely precious. The Yun Sect won't trade it for Ding Fanqiu! This … "
Lu Zhou waved his hand and said, "Don't be in a hurry to refuse. Go back and think about it."
No matter how thick-skinned Hua Wudao was, he was too embarrassed to say anything.
He cupped his fists together and left the great hall respectfully.
Duanmu Sheng cupped his fists and said, "Master, this old geezer is disloyal. Why don't we …"
"There's no need."
Lu Zhou waved his hand. "Give him some time."
Duanmu Sheng no longer dared to object. Instead, he asked, "What do you want the sable magnolia for, master?"
"Your Little Junior Sister's sea of Qi hasn't been opened yet … The sable magnolia is a Heaven and Earth Treasure. It's most suitable for opening one's sea of Qi."
"Master, your cultivation base is profound. Why would you need the sable magnolia?"
"Forcibly opening one's sea of Qi won't be as effective as using the sable magnolia," Lu Zhou said.
"I understand."
Meanwhile, Little Yuan 'er ran into the great hall.
She giggled as she said, "Master, Fourth Senior Brother is back!"
Outside the great hall.
Mingshi Yin and Zhu Honggong, Old Eighth, walked in at a leisurely pace.
Zhu Honggong's small steps made him look even more shy than a bride.
Mingshi Yin glared at him and said, "We're already at the Evil Sky Pavilion. Why are you dawdling? I'll break your legs and drag you there."
"No, no, no … I just need to pee."
Zhu Honggong looked at the familiar surroundings, the buildings, and the Evil Sky Pavilion that he feared the most.
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