A banquet is being held here, and ladies and gentlemen in black formal suits, black coats, and long black dresses are holding wine glasses and shuttling between the delicacies, chatting and laughing happily.

"Yo, Captain Yuan is here."

Just as Yuan Ting picked up a glass of wine from the waiter's plate, he saw a man in a black shirt approaching him. He has clean hair, bright eyes, a tough face, and a standard inverted triangle figure.

"Jane Ji!"

Yuan Ting looked at the friends who welcomed him, and smiled, "Long time no see."

"Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time, let's go and say hello."

Jian Ji put his hands on Yuan Ting's shoulders and embraced him to the table. There were six people sitting at the table, three men and three women.

Now everyone is scattered all over the place, and they are already captains.

After a few simple greetings, Yuan Ting inquired:

"Why did the sect master summon everyone to Beijing this time?"

Yang Qian, who wore a ponytail and leather jacket and pants, pursed her lips and said in a low voice:

"We were talking about this topic just now. We only know that the level of secrecy is very high, and even the deacon doesn't know about it."

She has a graceful figure, clean hair, no makeup or jewelry, and she looks heroic.

The deacon is not qualified to know? Yuan Ting nodded slightly and didn't ask any more questions.

Jian Ji smiled and toasted, "I'll know when the meeting starts later, it's useless to think about it now. By the way, is there anything interesting recently?"

The sassy Yang Qian said with a smile:

"I have an interesting thing here. Not long ago, the eldest son of the Xiahou family in the coastal area was beaten and disabled by the owner of the "Stop Killing Palace". I heard that when the elders of the Xiahou family rushed to the scene, they were already dying.

"Although he was rescued with the original life liquid, his vitality was also seriously injured. It is estimated that he will not dare to go out for a long time. If there is a spiritual mission in the near future, then he will definitely die."

"Zhisha Palace?" A male student looked at Yuan Ting: "If I remember correctly, this is the Spirit Realm Walker organization in the Songhai area. Why did they get into trouble with Xiahou's family?"

Yuan Ting shook his head and said: "The people in Zhisha Palace are very extreme, especially the palace owner, who is a complete lunatic. It is not surprising that they fight with anyone. However, their attitude towards official organizations is still kind, and they are usually peaceful. .�

Yang Qian said with emotion: "The palace lord is a high-level spiritual practitioner, and the deacons may not be her opponents. As long as this kind of character is not too much, just turn a blind eye."

After chatting for a while, Jian Ji looked around and said, "We still have too few night tour gods, so we can only watch other professions play tricks and show off."

"Speaking of which, it's been many years since we've had an amazingly talented night tour god." The round-faced and cute Xia Liang said, her voice was soft and sweet.

Now that this topic was mentioned, Yuan Tinglai became interested and said:

"I have a big news here, which is related to our night tour god."

A table of people looked over with curiosity on their faces.

"Remember the Sheling Tunnel?" Yuan Ting asked.

"Well, Jiang Lin and Zhao Kai died in the novice-level bug spirit realm." Jian Ji asked puzzledly, "Is this ghost place cheating someone again?"

"From now on, there will be no more first kills in the She Ling Tunnel, and it will be captured by a kid."

Yuan Ting's words were like a dud, causing the night gods at the table to lose their voices. JrNovels.com