The little junior sister started acting like a monster again!

Seeing Lai Ji's shriveled appearance, Wen Musheng's bad mood seemed to have found an outlet, and she felt extremely comfortable, which really corresponded to what Junior Sister Gu said.

This is your first time, why should I let you?

It was also this sentence that made them enlightened. Since they don't listen, they can do whatever they want until you are willing to talk.

As a thank you, of course they would betray no one but her.

Wen Mu Sheng fluttered his sleeves and raised his legs step by step to step over the rolling people on the ground and walk to Lai Ge.

Elegant~really elegant~

Resisting the urge to hit him, Lai Ge's tone was not good: "What are you doing again?"

Wen Musheng raised his hand, and there were several pieces of envelope paper in his hand. Each piece of paper had different handwriting and different contents. The only thing that was the same was that the contents on the paper were all related to the demon clan.

Lai Ji just glanced at the paper in his hand, looked at him unfriendly and asked: "What do you mean?"

With a smile on his face, Wen Mu Sheng took a step closer to him and whispered into his ear: "Didn't I learn this from you? I think we suffered a lot back then. Don't tell me, it's pretty cool. Now I Once I get back, I think... Mayor, you won't mind, right?"

No matter how quiet the voice was, the disciples of the six major sects could hear it very clearly, and they felt an indescribable feeling of joy in their hearts.

The people who fell to the ground and couldn't get up could only hear a general idea. They glanced at the mayor with dishonest eyes, begging him to save them. Because these people were here, they didn't dare to fart.

With their little energy in the Qi refining period, who would dare to confront them head-on? A few days ago, they were polite and inspiring young people. How come they felt like they were completely transformed after one night?

Lai Ji looked at them staggering around and screaming incessantly, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Wen Mu Sheng pretended not to see his disgusted expression, took two steps back, and asked pretending not to understand: "Does the mayor have any more questions? If there are no more questions, we have to continue to inquire. After all, this mission is It’s a lot, don’t waste both of our time.”

As he spoke, he shook the paper in his hand, as if to show off his achievements.

Lai Ge: I can bear...

"No problem, you continue." After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave, giving a look to one of the people who fell to the ground.

Then I heard his message: You losers, if you continue like this, I won't be able to protect you, so be happy!

Qi Mingze, who was standing five steps away from them, saw this scene in his eyes, remembered it in his heart, and put away the hidden photo stone again.

It was so stupid to watch him leave...

"Jian? Why are you here?!" Wen Musheng's sudden voice made Qi Mingze look back.

There was a person lying in the garbage pile next to the teahouse. It was Ji'an who had been missing for three days. The mottled blood on his body made people look hairy, and his face was so bloody that he was almost unrecognizable.

Wen Musheng knelt down and supported his swaying body: "Are you okay? Can you move?"

Seeing that he didn't say anything, he just swayed from side to side in a daze, and finally lay on Wen Musheng's shoulder like a weakling.

Wen Mu Sheng saw that his body was almost unable to hold on anymore, and he focused his attention on Qi Mingze and asked, "Can you please save him first? I can talk about spiritual stones or other things."

Qi Mingze pursed his thin lips without saying a word, and looked deeply at Ji'an, who was covered in blood. When Wen Musheng was anxious to speak again, Qi Mingze finally relaxed: "Take him to the inn."

Wen Mu Sheng, who was waiting for his words, took Ji An to the private room where they lived without saying a word, gently placed him on the bed, and made way for Qi Mingze.

Qi Mingze sat on the edge of the bed and injected a bit of spiritual power into his body, then withdrew it instantly and said to them: "The injuries he suffered are all superficial injuries. Just put some medicine on them and they will be fine."

Then he took out a small porcelain bottle from his ring and stuffed the elixir inside into his mouth. When Ji An swallowed it, he stood up and sat aside, no longer looking at him.

Wen Mu Sheng and others didn't think there was anything wrong. Qi Mingze had always treated people like this, so it was an unexpected surprise that he was willing to save people.

Seeing that the person on the bed was sleeping peacefully, Wen Mu Sheng felt relieved and turned around to sit on the chair next to Qi Mingze: "What do you need? A spiritual stone or something else?"

Qi Mingze didn't look sideways and concentrated on drinking the freshly brewed tea in his hand, and said quietly: "I have what you have, and I have what you don't have. What do you think I need?"

Wen Musheng was speechless. He had to say that what he said was right. Among the six major sects, Lianhua Sect was the only one to have a medical clinic, and Xu Luonan was invited to take charge.

It can be said that the Lianhua Sect is in short supply of medicinal materials. In times of emergency, they may even visit to ask for medicine if necessary.

The confusion in Wen Mu Sheng's eyes was almost beyond words: "Then you——"

Qi Mingze placed the teacup in his hand gently on the table. Seeing that he didn't know how to speak, he understood their concerns.

He said to him: "I don't need anything from you as payment, but..."

After a pause, he said, "You owe me a favor too, right?"

Wen Musheng: "Of course."

Qi Mingze turned his head to look at him and saw that he was looking at him seriously.

Wen Musheng: "If you have any requests, you can tell me. I will definitely do what I can do."

Qi Mingze: "You don't have to look at death like this. What good will it do me to hurt you?"

Then he said: "I just want to tell you that if I ask you to draw a sword in the next few days, you must do it. There is no reason. Is there a problem?"

Wen Mu Sheng felt helpless at what Ling Ke said: "What do you mean?"

Qi Mingze: "There is no reason. As long as I ask you to draw the sword, you must draw it. Can you do it?"

If he couldn't, he wouldn't mind feeding him new elixirs, refined from the blood of curse insects, adding more poison to the poison.