I picked up the treasure chest in the hands of the goddess

Chapter 417 The Sixth Day!
An Family Ancestral Temple, An Zhiyuan was sitting in the inner hall, and below were disciples of the An Family Martial Arts Hall, members of the An Family, and ancient warriors of the An Family School!
Under the leadership of the head of the Luobai Sect, all the disciples of the Luobai Sect came to the outside of the Anjiazu Temple, and a group of people stood quietly.

"I know what you are thinking, and I know that 1 of you are unwilling to leave this city!"

"I want to tell you, if you don't want to go to war today, and tomorrow disaster befalls you, who can save you?"

"But anyone who has the spirit of an ancient warrior in his body must fight with me!"

"People from Luobamen are standing outside the door, waiting for us to set off together!"

"Do you want to see them laugh at you?"

"The ancient warriors who laughed at us are a group of cowards, a group of waste?"

An Zhiyuan stood up, holding a sword, and said these words impassionedly.

The disciples of the Anjia Martial Arts School, members of the Anjia family, and ancient warriors of the Anmen School standing below all had chilling faces and dared not speak.

"Well, that's great!"

An Zhiyuan looked angrily. He thought that after he said these words, there would be a few bloody Anjia ancient warriors who would echo his words loudly.

Unexpectedly, no one opened his mouth to echo his words loudly.

"If I knew you were like this, I shouldn't have stayed, and I shouldn't have stopped Ning Chuan!"

"Wouldn't it be a joy to let him kill all of you here at the Anjiazu Temple?"

"In case someone mentions the An family ancient warrior in the future, his face will be full of contempt and disgust!"

Still no one opened his mouth to respond to An Zhiyuan's words.

An Zhiyuan slowly closed his eyes, feeling really desperate in his heart.

Disappointed with the disciples of the Anjia Martial Arts School, the ancient warriors of the Anmen Sect, and the members of the Anjia family, I am desperate!

It’s okay not to want this group of people!

An Zhiyuan opened his eyes, and threw the sword in his hand aside.

With his hands behind his back, he walked towards the gate of Anjiazu Temple step by step.

At this moment, An Zhiyuan gave up everything he owned!
The position of the head of the An family martial arts gym, the position of the head of the An family, and the position of the head of the An sect all have nothing to do with An Zhiyuan.

An Zhiyuan didn't think about how to face Ning Chuan when he went to Beiming City with Luo Po Men and met Ning Chuan?

He didn't stand up and asked An Zhiyuan to stay.

When An Zhiyuan walked out of the Anjiazu Temple, the gate of the Anjiazu Temple was slowly closed.

After the An family ancestral temple was slowly closed, members of the An family, disciples of the An family martial arts school, and ancient warriors of the An family sect rushed out and ran towards the sword that An Zhiyuan had thrown aside.

As long as someone snatches the sword that represents the position of the patriarch of the An family, the head of the An family martial arts gym, and the head of the An family sect, he will be the next patriarch of the An family, the master of the An family martial arts gym, and the head of the An sect!

The bloody smell gradually permeated the Anjiazu Temple.

An Zhiyuan, who walked out of the An Family Ancestral Temple, saw a group of disciples from the Lost Sect standing, his face was dull.

The head of Luobamen took two steps forward, clasped his fists at An Zhiyuan: "This is?"

"The head of the Luobamen, I am no longer the head of the Anmen Sect, the owner of the Anjia Martial Arts Museum, and the patriarch of the An Family. I can't bear your etiquette. Musha!"

"I hope that the head of Luobamen will not dislike me, and go to Beiming City together!"

An Zhiyuan was very respectful, and said these words to the head of the Luobamen.

The head of the Luobamen looked surprised, and he quickly figured out what An Zhiyuan meant by these words.

The head of the Luobamen shook his head and sighed, and said no more.

An Zhiyuan went to Beiming City with the Luopo Sect disciples.

. . . . . .

Regardless of whether it was the ancient warriors related to Ning Chuan or the ancient warriors who had no relationship with Ning Chuan, they were all rushing towards Beiming City.

The elite among ordinary people also keenly noticed some abnormalities.

Noticing the abnormality, they began to inquire about what was going on through their respective relationships.

When the elite among these ordinary people judged that the world will change through the scattered news and the general news pieced together.

This change is not a good change, and there is currently no way to prevent this change.

So the elite among these ordinary people began to quietly look for places, ready to enter these places, and began to avoid danger!
. . . . . .

On the island where Nantianmen is located, there is still no disciple of Nantianmen.

The entire island was occupied by a group of unknown ancient warriors.

There are hundreds of people in this group of ancient warriors, and they are all dressed up so you can’t tell where they came from!

This island is occupied by unknown hundreds of ancient warriors, no one knows.

The current disciples of Nantianmen still follow Shi Potian to enjoy life in the bustling city.

Some of them were very embarrassed at the beginning, and wanted to remind Shi Potian of the significance of the existence of Nantianmen.

But as they followed Shi Potian and enjoyed the pleasure of city life together, they gradually forgot: the meaning of the existence of Nantianmen.

Every day they wake up happy and fall asleep drunk.

. . . . . .

Today is Ningchuan's sixth day back in Beiming City. Except for the first day when he met Beiming and other idle ancient warriors and the leader of the sect's ancient warriors, Ningchuan spent the remaining five days alone in the presidential suite.

No one came to disturb Ning Chuan, and Shen Jinxiu and Miao Xue did not return to the bedroom of the presidential suite.

Ning Chuan didn't know what he was doing these five days!
Only today, he suddenly felt like a muddleheaded person who woke up at a certain moment, at a certain second.

Ning Chuan, who stood up slowly from the sofa, gave a lazy waist.

Walk to the floor-to-ceiling windows and look at the city scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

A smile appeared on Ning Chuan's face, a satisfied smile.

The scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the scenery of the city, the scenery of Beiming City!

"System, activate the intelligence exploration capability, and investigate what happened quietly and changed the world!"

"At the same time, give me all the weapons and corresponding techniques!"

In my mind, the system was silent.

It seems that the system does not want to do Ning Chuan's request.

"System, are you worried that you will fall into a deep sleep after exhausting your energy?"

"I don't know when to wake up?"

"Energy is very important to you, so I will finish dealing with these weapons and corresponding exercises first, and I will work overtime to get the treasure chest from Zhao Yiyi!"

"At the same time, people will pay attention to any special beauties. Let these beauties come to see me and see if they have treasure chests!"

For Ning Chuan's words, let the system say: "Okay, host!"

"While enabling the intelligence exploration ability, it will not affect the host's access to the treasure chest, let alone the host's ability to open the treasure chest!"

Ning Chuan smiled slightly, this cunning system!

(End of this chapter)