The Fourth Lingshi Financial Crisis

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Yang Lu was originally going to deliver a touching farewell speech, but he was interrupted by pleading just as he started.

"Consultant Yang, please stop talking...I can't accept it!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was Liang Yu who had just arrived and couldn't restrain his emotions, sobbing on the spot.

The disbandment of this extraterritorial battlefield team is about to take place, and everyone was already in a heavy heart. Now that they heard this woman's intermittent crying, everyone's emotions were affected. It was like a big stone was pressing on their chests, and they all felt breathless. Several other female cultivators couldn't control their emotions, and cried out along with them.

Even Li Qingning, who had treated Yang Lu's team as a joke before, couldn't help feeling a little sour at this moment.

Yang Lu glanced at the sobbing beautiful woman, and vaguely remembered that she was also a disciple of the Golden Knife Sect. Strictly speaking, she could be regarded as a collateral senior sister of Yang Lu and Li Qingning, but the Golden Knife Sect has always been known for its loose organization. , as long as they are not disciples brought out by the same master or ancestor, there is basically no friendship at all.

And this Liang Yu is definitely not a soft-hearted person, she has at least four or five trials' lives in her hands, and even according to Xi Ziang's account afterwards, when he organized the rebellion, this woman was the first to respond His rebel activists didn't expect the devil to have such a sentimental side.

Although the other female cultivators didn't cry as loudly as she did, they kept wiping away their tears.

Seeing that the sad emotions were constantly contagious, Yang Lu quickly made a gesture of calm down.

He looked at his subordinates and persuaded him affectionately: "I know that everyone is reluctant to part with our group, and as the founder of the team, I am even more reluctant to part with you! But everyone is from all over the world, and in the end they want to return to the original I just hope that this period of time can leave a good memory for everyone..."

Although the scene when Yang Lu captured these gang members could not be described as beautiful, but now that parting is imminent, everyone is immersed in the collective grief caused by the onset of Stockholm Syndrome, and no one has noticed Yang Lu at all. The problems in the narrative, on the contrary, all have a feeling of emptiness in the heart.

After so many days, everyone has regarded this group as part of the meaning of their lives. It seems that obeying Consultant Yang's instructions has become an instinct of the body, and Consultant Yang has not let everyone down, leading the team from one victory to another. With a victory, all the disciples of the seven major sects who were originally high above were trampled under their feet.

In order to make it more difficult for team members to form a group to rebel, Yang Lu's team has many low-level disciples of ordinary sects. In their own sect, they are usually called around by fellow disciples with high Lingen qualifications. It was not until they joined Yang Lu's team that they really realized What is the feeling of "being superior to others".

Seeing countless talented new stars that I could only look up to before, begging for mercy like a dead dog in front of me, the strong sense of collective honor brought about by this kind of salty fish turning over is almost indescribable in words.

Now Yang Lu's team members are not only proud of being "Consultant Yang's subordinates", but also proud of "obeying the orders of Consultant Yang".

As a result, Yang Lu suddenly told them that the extraterritorial battlefield was about to end, and he would not give them any orders in the future. This feeling was like the backbone was suddenly taken away, like a bolt from the blue!
We just had a little bit of the feeling of being a master, and then you told me it was over?
We can't accept it!
This is the real thinking of almost all the team members present.

This feeling of emptiness from the sudden collapse of faith swept through the hearts of everyone present like a tide. Although no one spoke, this negative energy shrouded everyone around like a substance.

However, Yang Lu seemed completely unaware of this gloomy atmosphere, he silently glanced at the silent subordinates, and finally fixed his eyes on the oldest team member.

"Rong Sheng!"

"Consultant Yang, I'm here!"

Hearing Consultant Yang called his name, Rong Sheng trotted forward to report as a reflex.

However, Yang Lu didn't look at him, but turned to Ye Chen and said, "Bring everyone's storage bags here."

Affected by the sad atmosphere at the scene, even a strong man like Ye Chen almost shed tears. Suddenly hearing Yang Lu's order, he was slightly startled, and said in a slightly hoarse tone: "Consultant Yang, what are you going to do?" ?”

Yang Lu didn't answer the question directly, but emphasized again: "Bring everyone's storage bags here!"

Stared at by Yang Lu's stern eyes, Ye Chen had no choice but to untie the more than 20 various storage bags tied around his waist, and hand them over to Yang Lu.

Yang Lu rummaged through these storage bags, and soon found the slightly old storage bag that belonged to Rong Sheng, and then threw it back into Rong Sheng's hands: "Fellow Daoist Rong, you He is the first official member of our team..."

Rong Sheng seemed to have guessed what Yang Lu wanted to say, and quickly interrupted: "Consultant Yang, I—"

Yang Lu didn't give him a chance to interject, but added in a very fast voice: "This is your own storage bag. I promised you at the beginning that after the trial in the outer battlefield, I will put it away. Everyone's original belongings are returned to their original owners, everyone has fulfilled their obligations, and now it's my turn to fulfill my promise!"

Rong Sheng reached out to take the storage bag, and stammered, "Consultant Yang, you... what do you mean?"

"Congratulations, you have regained your freedom!" Yang Lu looked up at the sky, sighed faintly, his eyes seemed to be a little bit reluctant, but he still forced himself to say calmly, "You have mastered your own magic weapon, now Got your storage bag again, if nothing else, you can leave the team now!"

leave the team?
Hearing this statement, Rong Sheng's heart was shocked.

His eyes were dazed for a moment, but he soon became firm again, as if he had made a decision.

Immediately afterwards, he made a move that surprised everyone.

He slammed his storage bag on the ground, as if he had thrown away a broken sack, not only that, but he also stepped heavily on his storage bag in front of everyone.

Facing everyone's surprised and puzzled eyes, Rong Sheng announced loudly: "Consultant Yang, I, Rong Sheng, will not go anywhere until the extraterritorial battlefield is over! Besides, even if the extraterritorial battlefield is over, our team will never Disband!"

Yang Lu took a deep look at Rong Sheng, ignored him, and continued to call him by name: "Wu Neng!"

"Consultant Yang, I'm here!"

After being called by name, Wu Neng also quickly stepped forward.

Yang Lu rummaged again to find a storage bag and threw it to the other party, saying: "This is your storage bag. Return the natal magic weapon in your hand to Fu Daoyou from the Yufeng School, and then ask Zhang Daoyou to get back your natal magic weapon , you are free again!"

However, after Wu Neng reached out to take the storage bag, he followed Wu Neng's example and slammed the storage bag under his feet: "Since Fellow Daoist Rong won't leave, I, Wu Neng, won't leave either! Our group has a deep bond, does it mean that I, Wu Neng, don’t have the slightest feeling for our team? It’s absolutely impossible for me to leave the team voluntarily!”

(End of this chapter)