Chapter: 1940

Ning Qi couldn't help sighing in his heart.

"Look, after ten days, you will be able to get back these ancient puppets. What you promised me should come true, right?"

The old man Jin rubbed his hands and laughed, the appearance of a philistine made Ning Qi sometimes forget the fact that he was still a two-star fighting emperor.

"Senior, let's go to a quiet place."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

With ecstasy on the face of the old man Jin, he brought Ning Qi back to the yard where he lived, waved back and forth, and set up a ban to prevent the spirit from peeping.

Ning Qi himself still has more than 500,000 dragon-slaying coins left. In addition to the "defeat compensation" of Tuoba Xinlong this time, there is still room to spare. Old man Jin has taken care of him so many times. Ning Qi plans to give The old man Jin chose a stronger ancient bloodline.

"Senior Jin, what do you think of the bloodline of the ancient three-eyed race?"

When Ning Qi browsed the blood in the Tulong mall, his eyes lit up slightly, and he smiled at the old man Jin.

"What! The ancient three-eyed tribe? Brat, you didn't lie to me!"

There was a look of horror on the old man's face.

According to ancient records, there was a race in ancient times who was born with three eyes, and the third eye at the center of the brow could see through all illusions, whether it was martial arts, kung fu, or fighting weapons, they could understand it at a glance, which made them one of the many races in ancient times. Among them, one of the most knowledgeable races!

There are three-eyed clans among the grandmasters in every field!

"Of course I won't lie to you!"

Ning Qi rolled his eyes.

"Stinky boy! If you can really give me a bloodline of the Three-Eyed Clan, Tianji Academy will be your home from now on!"

The old man Jin grabbed Ning Qi's collar excitedly.

"Then I don't need to spend money to buy dragon-slaying bullets?"

Ning Qi's eyes lit up.

"I'll give you the cost price!"

Old man Jin obviously didn't get knocked out of his head by the three-eyed clan.

"Also."

Ning Qi nodded with a smile, and reached out to pat old man Jin's forehead.

The primary blood of the Three-Eyed Clan bought at the cost of 300,000 dragon-slaying coins was just injected into the old man Jin's body. His expression suddenly became dull, and he stood motionless. Ning Qi saw that in the eyes of the old man Jin , kept scanning the runes that looked like garbled characters.

Suddenly, the aura of the two-star Doudi in the old man Jin surged out uncontrollably, directly soaring into the sky, knocking down the roof!

"Enemy attack?"

The refiner of Tianji Academy rushed here immediately.

Since this place is in the imperial palace of the imperial capital, it was surrounded by a large group of guards for almost ten breaths.

"What's wrong with Senior Jin?"

The third prince also appeared here, accompanied by the god-given general and others. He looked at the old man Jin with extremely puzzled eyes.