Chapter: 3814

Wan Long looked at Ning Qi, then at Old Ghost Du, suddenly got up and sat down at the next table, Yu Jian immediately followed, Ning Dong'er was slightly startled, bit his lower lip, and followed without saying a word .

"This matter has nothing to do with the three of us, we don't get involved."

Wan Long smiled.

"He who knows current affairs is a hero."

Old Ghost Du smiled, nodded towards Wanlong, and then his eyes fell on Tu Kong. The three of them were silent for a while, and then slowly stood up.

"Brother Xuanbei, I'm sorry."

Tu Kong apologized slightly.

The current situation is very obvious. If a fight is really going to happen, I am afraid that at most one or two people will die on Du Laogui's side, and they can be wiped out. They have only been in contact with Ning Qi for less than a few months. There is no need to fight for Ning Qi. Qi three people, and lost his life.

"No problem."

Ning Qi smiled lightly, as if he didn't care.

Seeing this, Tu Kong felt even more guilty. He couldn't bear to see Ning Qi die tragically on the spot. He glanced at Wan Long, and then the six of them left the teahouse in a tacit understanding.

"Hehe, now that your backer is gone, can you tell me where the four of my team members are? Did you kill them?"

Du Laogui smiled slightly, walked up to Ning Qi and sat down, glanced at the three of Ning Qi, and finally locked Ning Qi, Bu Shaofeng and Bu Qingshi were not even the creators of the first calamity, and it was impossible to kill four second calamities Creator, then, only Ning Qi can make a move.

The sloppy old man was still eating and drinking on his own, and looked at Ning Qi from time to time, with a hint of gloating in his eyes, as did the other monks in the teahouse, who had no intention of leaving, as if this scene had become commonplace.

"Senior, this matter has nothing to do with Senior Xuanbei, your four team members died in my hands! If you want to kill or cut, just come towards me!"

Before Ning Qi could speak, Bu Shaofeng stood up suddenly and stared at Old Ghost Du.

"Brother, you..."

Bu Qingshi was taken aback.

"Sit down, with your half-step strength, can you kill four creators of the second calamity? Do you think you are the direct disciple of Immortal Emperor Daoyan?"

Du Laogui looked at Bu Shaofeng mockingly.

Bu Shaofeng's face turned from blue to white

, and finally gave Ning Qi a sorry look, and sat down. Whether they live or die next depends on Old Ghost Du's mood.

"Yes, I killed the man."

Ning Qi picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and looked at Old Ghost Du and the others with a smile in his eyes.

One, two, three, fifteen, twenty-three, twenty-eight, ha ha! Including Old Ghost Du, there are a total of twenty-eight creators of the Three Tribulations. For Ning Qi, they are all good luck points!

A Creator of Three Tribulations can get fifteen points of good fortune, and twenty-eight people, that is, a total of four hundred and twenty points of good fortune. With a few more batches of such guys, Ning Qi will soon be able to break through to the Creator of Four Tribulations.

A look of surprise flashed in Old Ghost Du's eyes, as if he didn't expect Ning Qi to admit it so decisively, but the group of Creators of the Three Tribulations he brought stared at Ning Qi with cold eyes, and one of them said: "Brother Du, stop talking nonsense with this person, just peel the skin and extract the bones, and throw him into the Valley of the Dead!"

"I think it's necessary to light the sky lantern, otherwise other monks will think that our flying dragon team is still bullying?"

"In this way, cut off all his limbs and raise him in a wooden barrel, what do you think?"

"That's a good idea, too."