Don't mess with the little apprentice sister! She is greedy and immoral

The lantern wants to cry, but the lantern is speechless.

Why are the immortal sects he encounters more outrageous than each other?

But what can he do?

I can only continue to beg for mercy.

"Uncle, can we exchange? I'll get you some rare ingredients. Please, let me go. I have old people and children to take care of. My family is waiting for me to return."

The lantern cried so hard that tears of blood came down.

"Then... do you want to exchange the old or the young for you? Are they delicious?" Ning Po actually started to think about the feasibility.

What kind of devil is this guy?!

Why are you still thinking about eating the lantern monster?

Lantern really wanted to roll his eyes, but was afraid of being beaten.

Finally, he could only beg humbly: "My family's old and young are not tasty either. I'll give you something else delicious to exchange. Is that okay?"

After saying that, regardless of whether Ning Potong agreed or not, the lantern demon shook it hard, again and again.

Then in a short while, the roof was filled with all kinds of food.

Ning Po frowned when he saw this: "That's it?"

These things are not as rare as the edible lantern monsters.

Junior sister will definitely not like it.

Ning Po's eyes suddenly became more murderous.

"Yes, yes, yes, there's more. Give it to you. All are yours." The Lantern Demons no longer dared to hold back and quickly took out everything they had.

Odds and ends, all sorts of stuff.

From food ingredients, treasures, medicinal materials, collectibles, tables and chairs, flowers, white human skin, and even the half-pot of rice that was not finished in the evening, everything was taken out.

"This, this thing looks like red agate, but it's actually edible. It's really edible! It's a very special insect!"

Seeing that Ning Po didn't say anything, Lantern panicked.

"And this, this ink is made from the shed skin of a monster. Maybe, maybe it's drinkable?"

"And this chair is actually a living thing. I bought it at the ghost market that happens once every five hundred years. There is only one of its kind. Since it's alive, maybe it can be eaten!"

Lantern was trying hard to sell things that were stranger than his own, hoping that Ning Po would let him go for the sake of these things.

But Ning Po didn't say anything.

"In addition to these, I can also help you catch fish! Have you heard of the seven-dace fish of the demon tribe? Legend has it that it is a dreamlike delicacy that can only be lured out with a large amount of demonic power. I, I can go catch this fish!"

"Give me the remaining demon pills." Ning Po said.

"what?"

"No?"

"Here, here, here. Can't I give it to you?"

Lantern's tears and blood flowed even more violently. The demon pill leaving the body made people feel really insecure.

If anything unexpected happened, he would be dead soon.

"After the Immortal Sect Competition, bring your fish to redeem your demon pill."

As Ning Po spoke, he put everything on the ground into the Qiankun Ring, even the leftover food.

Lantern cried, "Woo woo woo, I get it."

After all this time, his demon pill is now a hostage.

"besides……"

"What else?" Is this matter never going to end?

Ning Po kicked the lantern demon into the air, and it turned into a meteor and disappeared into the horizon.

"Also, I deliberately disgusted Junior Sister and Elder Mu. This debt should be settled now."

Ning Po's expression was frighteningly gloomy.

This lantern clearly had normal ways of storing and taking out, but when giving Qin Zhen and the others half a demon pill, it deliberately used its tongue to roll up saliva and spit it out.

It's purely to disgust Qin Zhen and the others.

When Ning Po thought of this, he couldn't control his murderous intent.

……

Qin Zhen had no idea that her third senior brother had gone out and made a big profit.

Because the second protagonist of the story, Stargate, has finally arrived.

Similarly, there was no leader leading the team, but rather an elder from the Star Gate.

The expressions of the disciples were not very good. When they looked at the Tianyan Sect who arrived first, many of them had anger in their eyes.

Seeing this, Mu Guiyi calmly reasoned with Qin Zhen: "It seems that in this matter, asking Xingmen will suffer more."

"Ah?" Qin Zhen still didn't understand what Mu Guiyi meant by "I was framed and my innocence is gone".

It’s no wonder that she couldn’t think of it at the first time. After all, those two were male cultivators, and they were sect leaders with profound cultivation.

Qin Zhen thought that the so-called "innocence" referred to reputation and good reputation.

Therefore, she still naively believed that the innocence of the two was destroyed because they were framed and had to bear some blame that they could not get rid of.

How could she have imagined that in this situation where there should have been a "high-end war", others used the most simple and unpretentious means.

This is no different from watering your rival's money tree, replacing your opponent's God of Wealth with Ultraman, or destroying the other company's coffee machine during a business war.

Unexpectedly simple.

Qin Zhen was still thinking about it, while Xuanjilou, which had never been on bad terms with Tianyan Sect, could no longer sit still.

Hurry up and come to add insult to injury.

"I heard that Sect Leader Wenren is ill. It's a pity. How come he's not dead?" The one who provoked was Ling Yun.

After not seeing each other for a few months, Qin Zhen has grown a lot taller, but he is still... a little guy.

So, when I say this, it seems particularly wrong.

Sure enough, the Tianyan Sect immediately started arguing with him.

But this farce did not last long.

However, in just a few breaths, a huge pressure suddenly came towards everyone present.

The pressure even made Qin Zhen's knees tremble.

Some weak-willed disciples even knelt down directly.

"Come to me."

Mu Guiyi's voice was gentle and calm.

He silently opened the protective barrier and took Qin Zhen into it.

The heart-pounding feeling of oppression finally subsided a lot.

Qin Zhen's heart moved, and she subconsciously looked up at the stage, and found that there was an extra figure on the stage.

That's a very strange person.

Everyone present was dressed very elegantly.

Even for the disciples who were wearing the sect's uniforms, even if the clothes were the same, they all put some thought into other aspects of their appearance.

Especially the female monks, all kinds of hairstyles and jewelry show their personalities, and the male monks also dress themselves neatly and cleanly.

After all, it is a grand competition among immortal sects, and everyone cares about their own image to a certain extent.

But the guy on the stage... didn't seem to care at all.

He was wearing a pair of rosewood clogs, and his clothes were loose, revealing a large area of ​​his strong, honey-colored chest.

She had long silver hair, which had not been combed at all, and was just casually left hanging.

Maybe it’s because I slept for too long, my hair is naturally curly and messy.

He was holding a wine jug in his hand, and without caring about what everyone thought, he poured a sip into his mouth.

Some of the wine spilled out, rolled down his Adam's apple, and went all the way into his clothes.

"Gudong." Qin Zhen heard a female cultivator swallow her saliva.