Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

After Zhao Lao and Xiao Li walked forward for a while, they turned around and realized that Ning Xiaolei and Lin Yumeng had not followed.

"Huh, where's the person?" Zhao Lao looked around, a little confused, he was still going to the car to get Ning Xiaolei money.

"Lao Zhao, they seem to have sneaked away." Xiao Li frowned and said helplessly.

Old Zhao was stunned, and said, "Throw me ginseng worth 100 million. He doesn't need a penny? It seems that his family is not very good, depending on his clothes."

Xiao Li nodded and said, "But they did run away."

"Interesting kid, he treats money like dung and he is very appetizing to me. I remember his name is Ning Xiaolei. Go back and check it out for me immediately. He can do it or not. We can't help but repay it. Give me something. The old head can live a few more years, haha."

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Ning Xiaolei didn't know the conversation between Lao Zhao and Xiao Li, otherwise he would definitely be called injustice.

He does not regard money as dung, but because to him, the Millennium Ginseng is just a red envelope problem.

Without this strain, it's a big deal to grab it in the group.

With the vision of those big demons in Yiqun, if you send a piece of broken copper and iron, you can get it on the earth for a sky-high price.

"With the relationship of Mr. Zhao, my parents must not dare to ignore you anymore. I really admire myself. I am so smart!"

In front of Ning Xiaolei, Lin Yumeng jumped happily, very happy.

"How can you praise yourself so much? That's 100 million ginseng. No matter, you have to lose your money, little girl, how about you behave like you?"

Looking at Lin Yumeng with a smile, Ning Xiaolei couldn't help but joked.

Looking back and glaring at Ning Xiaolei fiercely, Lin Yumeng said with no anger: "Uncle, you are so big, sister is helping you. I want my family to recognize you. It's not that easy."

"Really? Then can you tell me what's going on in your home?" Ning Xiaolei asked with some curiosity.

Lin Yumeng shook his head: "Anyway, you'll know it then, it's not as simple as you think."

In the afternoon, Lin Yumeng took Ning Xiaolei, helped him change from the inside to the outside, and made a cool hairstyle.

It was the evening after returning to school. After sending Lin Yumeng back, Ning Xiaolei returned to the dormitory.

Lin Yumeng and her parents met on Saturday this week, and it's only Monday, so it's not in a hurry.

When he arrived at the dormitory, Ning Xiaolei, tired and paralyzed, lay down for a while and turned on his phone.

In the group, a group of big monsters are bragging and talking.

Monkey King: So boring, find someone to make an appointment.

Fox demon Daji: Dasheng, Nujia have an appointment with you, in various positions.

Monkey King: With your strength, I can handle it in a few seconds. (Three curling expressions)

Golden Winged Eagle Eagle: How many seconds? Did I see the truth? (A row of laughing emojis)

Xiaoqing: What's the truth? What are you talking about, what seconds? (A curious expression)

Bai Suzhen: Xiaoqing, why did you run out again, don't ask, it's okay to practice more to improve your strength.

Xiaoqing: Sister, what can be improved in strength? As our monster race grows over the years, our strength will naturally increase.

Bai Suzhen: Not at all motivated! (A helpless expression)

Monkey King: @Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle, silly bird, what do you mean?

Golden Winged Dapeng Eagle: I know it. (Three smirking emojis)

Monkey King: I always think it's not a good thing, silly bird, should we make a gesture?

Seeing the innocent Monkey Sun being adjusted like this, Ning Xiaolei couldn't smile, and instantly disappeared from any sleepiness.

After thinking about it, taking advantage of the fact that there is no one in the dormitory now, he extracted a few things from Xumi's bag.

The Eastern Emperor Jing, like the black bear boxing technique and the Tianpeng footwork, is a golden sheet of paper. As soon as Ning Xiaolei extracted it, it turned into a stream of light and poured into his mind.

After a familiar feeling of dizziness, the contents of the Emperor Sutra melted into the memory.

"It seems a bit familiar?" Frowning for a moment, thinking that it should be because of the memory, Ning Xiaolei did not think too much.

According to the content of the emperor scripture, Ning Xiaolei did a good job cross-legged and began to practice.

Soon, according to the description of Emperor Jing, he circulated in his body for a week.

"Huh, there's an extra breath."

Surprised to feel the changes in the body, Ning Xiaolei's eyes showed joy, is this the so-called inner qi?

In other words, is it evil?

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