I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Sitting on the right side is a group of monks from various races.

We were drinking and chatting happily.

"After the Panxi tribe died, did the Shadow Clan just give up? No longer looking for the immortal weapon?"

"How is this possible? Of course I have to look for it. It's the legendary immortal weapon."

"You said it was just a rumor, but we haven't seen it yet. I don't know how immortal weapons are better than spiritual weapons."

"Who could possibly know? It must be very powerful, otherwise the ten major races wouldn't have mobilized all of them just by hearing about the immortal weapon."

"Where did the immortal weapon end up? Was it hidden by the Panxi tribe? Or was it taken by some other race?"

"If it were to be obtained by another race, would the Shadow Clan give up? I heard that the Shadow Clan had been planning this magical weapon for five hundred years. The annihilation of the Panxi Clan was also related to this incident. How could they let another race obtain the magical weapon?"

"Is that immortal weapon really missing?"

"Missing, not necessarily."

"What do you mean? Do you know any news?"

"As for the news, hehe, I do know some, but it's not convenient to disclose it."

"I understand, I understand. Come on, let's continue drinking."

"..."

Everyone at the table soon started drinking happily again.

After drinking three jars of wine in a row, the topic changed from magic weapons to other things.

But if you listen carefully, you can clearly feel that at the beginning everyone was just discussing the magic weapon.

Now it has changed.

The cultivator who spoke vaguely and seemed to have some inside information about the immortal weapon became the center of attention.

Now eight or nine out of ten topics revolve around him.

Ning Ruan looked back.

And then he looked at other tables.

We didn't talk about magic weapons anymore.

But they were mostly talking about the news that was placed at the top of the main and secondary newspapers in the official gazetteer hall.

She even heard her name called from one of the tables.

Mu Yiqiu silently transmitted his message: "That guy just now seemed to know some information about the immortal weapon. Is that true or not?"

At this time, the food was served to the table one after another.

Ning Ruan started to eat.

While eating, he slowly sent a message: "Won't you know when the time comes if you ask?"

But then again, if he really knew something, she, who was carrying a magical weapon, would have sat next to the other person without seeing any reaction from the other person.

The dishes ordered by Lu Ming were very rich.

You can tell from the painful expression on his face that he spent a huge amount of money.

He ate carefully.

Even when drinking, he takes small sips.

Afraid of missing a drop.

"Thank you for the banquet today. I will treat you to a drink again when we get back."

Xu Qing, the captain of the Yuan-building Realm team, raised his glass in a toast.

Lu Ming reluctantly responded.

I still feel a little regretful.

He was indeed wealthy, but not so wealthy that he could spend freely in the Eternal Domain.

After this meal, he really bled a lot.

The meal took nearly an hour to finish.

The lobby is still bustling.

Lu Ming went to pay for the meal and drinks with a sad face.

After returning, he looked at everyone and asked, "What are your plans? Are you going back? Or are you going to rest in the Eternal Domain?"

Xu Qing stood up and said with a bow, "We're going to go to the market and then go back directly. What about you guys?"

Lu Ming was about to speak when Lin Cheng spoke first, "I was planning to go back directly, but since you fellow Taoists are here, why not come with us?"

"Yes, why not go together? We can still have a few more meals together." Lu Ming was unwilling to be outdone. Even after he finished speaking, he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.

If he eats a few more meals, his spirit stones will not be able to hold on any longer.

But "peers" is just an empty word.

Who made them have low cultivation?

Since there is a group of Yuanzhu realm masters here, it is of course safer to stay together.

Mu Yiqiu didn't say anything.

Anyway, she is now determined to follow Ning Ruan.

Never miss the opportunity to do something together again!

really.

Ning Ruan said, "I won't go to the trading market. I have something else to do for now, so I won't go with you."

When they saw the female general following them, everyone had already guessed in their hearts that Ning Ruan would definitely not go back with them.

To be precise, she didn't seem to be planning to go back.

Now this answer is not surprising.

Surprisingly, Mu Yiqiu followed suit and said, "I won't be joining either."

She pointed at Ning Ruan and said, "I'm with her."

The female general cast a quick glance over.

Their eyes met.

But he didn't say anything.

The two teams separated like this.

After watching the group of people leave, she turned around and went back into the restaurant. She said to the waiter who greeted her, "I want a private room, a big one."

Waiter: "..." If he remembered correctly, these three guys should have just finished their meal, right?

After sending your friends away, you come back and continue eating?

I've seen all kinds of customers, but I've never seen anything edible like this.

But he still said politely: "I'm sorry, sir, there are currently no large private rooms available, only small ones. Please see..."

Ning Ruan casually threw out a storage bag and said with a smile, "Can I have it now?"

waiter:"……"

He silently devoted himself to his spiritual consciousness.

Just one look and my breathing quickened.

He quickly said, "Please wait a moment, sir."

Ning Ruan nodded.

The waiter left in a hurry.

Another waiter led the three people to sit down and served them good tea.

Mu Yiqiu: "..."

She took a deep breath.

Still couldn't help but whispered: "Sure enough, this is you."

"You are such a stranger to me, you are such a loser."

This kind of Ning Ruan is what she is familiar with!

Ning Ruan: "..."

The female general also whispered, "You want to keep an eye on someone? If that's all, there's no need to book a large private room. It would attract too much attention."

She thought the small box was fine.

Even the lobby will do.

Of course she knew that Ning Ruan was paying special attention to the cultivator at the next table who seemed to know the news about the immortal weapon.

The other party is still drinking until now.

Have a big talk with a group of people.

Of course, the other party is not drinking anymore.

Instead, he was looking at them.

It could be said that half of the eyes in the entire lobby were on them.

The female general, who had never been so high-profile, felt very uncomfortable.

But I can't leave.

I could only force myself to stand next to Ning Ruan.

With her generous and generous appearance, she looks even more like a guard...

Ning Ruan was about to answer.

The waiter who had just left has returned.

There was a smile on his face that was brighter than ever.

"Guest, what a coincidence! A group of guests have just checked out of the large private room. You can go in now."

Ning Ruan stood up and nodded with satisfaction, "Lead the way."

The waiter became even more enthusiastic, "Follow me, my guest."

Ning Ruan followed the waiter upstairs under the gazes of countless people in the lobby.

Mu Yi Qiu and the female general followed closely.

As soon as the three of them left, the crowd below started to talk in an uproar.

"With such a grand presence, are these three... from the ten great races???"