Chapter: 2670
"Your people are here."
The drug chaser looked up, and sure enough, he saw Master Liang Shanshui and others striding forward, and ecstasy appeared on their faces when they saw that the deacon was safe.
The drug chaser immediately greeted him, the first sentence:
"How many brothers were sacrificed?"
"Four brothers were sacrificed, and six brothers from the Public Security Department were sacrificed." Liang Shanshui said sadly.
The drug chaser's chewing muscles bulged severely.
"If it wasn't for this deacon." Wang Xiaoer looked at Zhang Yuanqing gratefully, "I'm afraid we would all be dead."
Master Liang Shanshui bowed deeply: "Thank you for the deacon's life essence, our branch will... I will pay you back if I save enough money. Which branch do you belong to?"
"Songhai Branch, the Daoist of Sanqing." The drug chaser took the initiative to step forward, and finally let go of his guard, staring deeply at the young man who claimed to be the shame of the Fire Master, "Why did you come to our backcountry?"
He doesn't seem to like to express emotion, his expression is still hard, but the gratitude in his eyes is strong and visible at a glance.
"This is not a backcountry, this is a respectable battlefield." Zhang Yuanqing stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Come here to hunt down a wanted criminal. I just reported to the Nanming Branch and heard from Captain Xuehai Wuya that you were in an ambush. have a look."
I see!
The official practitioners of the Nanming branch suddenly realized, solved the last doubt, and the smiles on their faces became enthusiastic.
Fortunately, this senior deacon came over to handle errands, otherwise the Nanming branch would be doomed tonight.
Then he thought silently, who is the Daoist Sanqing?
Songhai branch, they only heard of Yuanshi Tianzun, are people in the metropolis named so overbearing?
At this time, the mobile phone in Wang Xiaoer's pocket, the liaison officer, rang, and he took it out to have a look, and said, "Xue Hai Wu Ya is calling."
When they cleaned the battlefield just now, they had confiscated the magic weapon that blocked the signal, and now the communication has been restored.
The drug chaser took the phone: "Give it to me."
At the same time, a shadow came over, attached to Zhang Yuanqing's back, and whispered in his ear:
"Master, there is another evil profession nearby, it seems to be your acquaintance."
In order to prevent other masters from ambushing secretly, before Zhang Yuanqing intervened in the battle, he sent Yi Chuanmei to investigate the surroundings, and finally found the oriole hiding in the dark.
Just didn't expect to be an acquaintance?
Zhang Yuanqing swept across the darkness around him in a subtle way, and communicated calmly:
"Friend or foe."
There are many kinds of acquaintances, both friends and enemies.
"It's a friend, you saw him in the Wuhen Hotel, a middle-aged man wearing glasses." Yi Chuanmei could communicate with her spirit, but she made an ambiguous gesture of ear-attachment.
Wuhen Hotel, a middle-aged man wearing glasses? Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback for a moment, and an image appeared in his mind - a cheap shirt, wearing glasses, an honest middle-aged man.
A member of the Wuhen master team, a sixth-level psychic, and an ID wanderer.
Why is he here? Is he from Nanming City, or is he out on business? Zhang Yuanqing communicated with spiritual power: JrNovels.com
The drug chaser looked up, and sure enough, he saw Master Liang Shanshui and others striding forward, and ecstasy appeared on their faces when they saw that the deacon was safe.
The drug chaser immediately greeted him, the first sentence:
"How many brothers were sacrificed?"
"Four brothers were sacrificed, and six brothers from the Public Security Department were sacrificed." Liang Shanshui said sadly.
The drug chaser's chewing muscles bulged severely.
"If it wasn't for this deacon." Wang Xiaoer looked at Zhang Yuanqing gratefully, "I'm afraid we would all be dead."
Master Liang Shanshui bowed deeply: "Thank you for the deacon's life essence, our branch will... I will pay you back if I save enough money. Which branch do you belong to?"
"Songhai Branch, the Daoist of Sanqing." The drug chaser took the initiative to step forward, and finally let go of his guard, staring deeply at the young man who claimed to be the shame of the Fire Master, "Why did you come to our backcountry?"
He doesn't seem to like to express emotion, his expression is still hard, but the gratitude in his eyes is strong and visible at a glance.
"This is not a backcountry, this is a respectable battlefield." Zhang Yuanqing stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Come here to hunt down a wanted criminal. I just reported to the Nanming Branch and heard from Captain Xuehai Wuya that you were in an ambush. have a look."
I see!
The official practitioners of the Nanming branch suddenly realized, solved the last doubt, and the smiles on their faces became enthusiastic.
Fortunately, this senior deacon came over to handle errands, otherwise the Nanming branch would be doomed tonight.
Then he thought silently, who is the Daoist Sanqing?
Songhai branch, they only heard of Yuanshi Tianzun, are people in the metropolis named so overbearing?
At this time, the mobile phone in Wang Xiaoer's pocket, the liaison officer, rang, and he took it out to have a look, and said, "Xue Hai Wu Ya is calling."
When they cleaned the battlefield just now, they had confiscated the magic weapon that blocked the signal, and now the communication has been restored.
The drug chaser took the phone: "Give it to me."
At the same time, a shadow came over, attached to Zhang Yuanqing's back, and whispered in his ear:
"Master, there is another evil profession nearby, it seems to be your acquaintance."
In order to prevent other masters from ambushing secretly, before Zhang Yuanqing intervened in the battle, he sent Yi Chuanmei to investigate the surroundings, and finally found the oriole hiding in the dark.
Just didn't expect to be an acquaintance?
Zhang Yuanqing swept across the darkness around him in a subtle way, and communicated calmly:
"Friend or foe."
There are many kinds of acquaintances, both friends and enemies.
"It's a friend, you saw him in the Wuhen Hotel, a middle-aged man wearing glasses." Yi Chuanmei could communicate with her spirit, but she made an ambiguous gesture of ear-attachment.
Wuhen Hotel, a middle-aged man wearing glasses? Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback for a moment, and an image appeared in his mind - a cheap shirt, wearing glasses, an honest middle-aged man.
A member of the Wuhen master team, a sixth-level psychic, and an ID wanderer.
Why is he here? Is he from Nanming City, or is he out on business? Zhang Yuanqing communicated with spiritual power: JrNovels.com
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