Yin Changzai took a deep breath, resisting the thought of bombarding Ning Qi into scum, glanced at everyone, and smiled at Ning Qi: "I hope you can still talk like this after a while."

After saying that, he grabbed Ning Qi's neck directly, and was about to leave through the air, but at this moment, a faint coercion suddenly came from the sky.

Yin Changzai's expression changed slightly, he raised his head and said, "Dare to ask which elder who holds the lamp personally?"