Chapter 1663: ready to go

The first thousand six hundred and sixty-three chapters are ready to go
These empty monks were dressed in uniform robes, embroidered with a few different beasts on their cuffs, and their bodies varied. But like Xiao Wuyue and others, they should be arranged by the seven masters. Here to maintain order.
After Tu Kong saw them, he quickly smiled and said: "No, we are just negotiating small things."
"The wilderness of Dafang City is not allowed to drink and drink. This time, even if it is next time, it will be closed for one year!"
The monks stunned the crowd and galloped away.
Then the murderous guy squinted at the corner of the corner. "Du Lao Gui, what do you mean? Don't know how to come first?"
Du Laojiao smiled and ignored the butcher, but looked at the three monks: "Three, they have not enough experience in this team, they have not been to the nine wilderness areas, and our 'Flying Dragon' team is different. The three great imperfections are dozens of times, and each time they can live more than 60% of the monks, I wonder if the three can be interested?"
The three monks saw Du Lao Ghosts and looked at the Flying Dragons in the distance. They then looked at each other and seemed to be talking.
Half a ring, one of the men smiled and said: "Thank you for your kind invitation, but the three of us are not used to too many teams..."
"Oh, this way, nothing."
Du old ghost skin smiled and nodded, turned and left, but the baby saw it, and glanced at his back, then smiled at the three monks: "Three, we are going to die." I don't know if the three can be the same?"
"We happen to be desperate to die, but... we need to start immediately."
"That's just right, we only want to gather seven people on the road, plus you three, our number is just right, there is also a care on the road."
Butcher laughed haha.
The three monks looked at each other and raised their mouths slightly. Then the Tu Kong began to inquire about the details of the three people. By the way, they introduced Ningqi three.
The two men and a woman claimed to be born in a scattered form. One of them laughed and laughed. The eyes of the speech were all awkward. The surname was Wan Minglong. Another man looked whispered and speechless. He looked very cold and looked like a surname. Sword, and that female repair, and Ning Qi a surname, called Ning Donger.
"He is just a robbing creator?"
Ning Donger looked at Ning Qi, and his brow wrinkled unconsciously.
"Hah, yes, the Xuanbei brothers are just two lords, but you should not underestimate the Xuanbei brothers. The time of practice is not long. This should be placed in other sects, and it must belong to the level of Tianjiao!

Tukong quickly smiled.
Ning Qi’s eyes are a little weird. When I told him that he had not practiced for a long time? This way for him to build momentum, it is difficult to be afraid that the three people do not join the team?
"Really?"
Ning Donger’s eyes are somewhat suspicious.
At this time, Wanlong looked at her and then smiled at Ningqi: "Xuanbei brothers, can't help, my family, the three sisters have a temper, and there are many offenses, please forgive me."
Ning Donger was a little dissatisfied.
Ning Qi smiled and said: "No problem, I am really only the second creator, Ning girl did not say wrong."
He is not sure that the revered Mozong knows that he has broken through the three robbers, so the deliberately revealed atmosphere is only comparable to the two robbers.
"Then we are all together, don't we start today?"
Butcher laughed.
"Do some more preparations and start tomorrow."
Zhang Qinghua Road.
"Zhang's girl is right, let's make some preparations, and meet here on time tomorrow. How do you see the brothers?"
Wan Long smiled.
"No problem. I have waited for a few years. Is it still not enough for this day? Tonight we are better off going to the Great Wilderness House and I am going to treat you!"
Butcher laughed.
Zhang Qinghua and Ji Kui expressed their gratification for the incident of the Tukong. The Wanlong three hesitated and nodded. Only Ningqi did not express his position, but because Ningqi was only the cause of the two lords, in fact everyone’s heart Ning Qi did not look too high, and it does not matter if he does not express his position.
"That's so decided!"
Tukong laughed and said.
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The nightland of Dafang City is different from the daytime, and the level of excitement is even more than that during the day. It is brightly lit and will last all night!
Ning Qi does not intend to go to the Great Wilderness Building, but wanders around the square city. His eyes are swept away from those booths. If he is lucky, he may be able to give him some baby.
This road has come, there are many female practitioners on the road, most of them are interracial women's repairs. In terms of Ning Qi's aesthetics, it is completely incompetent, but when people pass by Ning Qi, Still going to throw a eyebrow, the monks who have stayed in the Dafang City for a long time, naturally know what business these women are doing.
"Six hundred Dao Yanxian coins!"
"Seven hundred! Kid, grab a woman with Laozi? You don't know Laozi is a dragon team?"
"Predecessors, she is my sister, but also ask the seniors to exalt their hands, let the younger generation take the sister away."
"Fat, this kind of natural yin yin, just happens to be the son of Laozi. Since she is your sister, you should thank Laozi and become the son of Laozi. I believe that her cultivation will definitely break through, maybe In the future, there will be opportunities to create a real world!"
Ning Qi’s footsteps were slightly sloppy. The place where the slaves were sold was a bit lively. After a lot of monks, Ning Qi walked over and saw the stepless winds he saw a few months ago. He was standing in front of a booth with anxious eyes. Behind him was a woman with a confused look, as if she had been imprisoned and locked her mind.
In front of Bu Shaofeng, standing a few two robbers, the few people are quite impressed, and they are members of the Du Lao Gui Feilong team.
One of them looked cold and only one meter tall. It looked like a monkey-like monk.
"You two discuss the price yourself, don't make noise in front of my booth!"
The stall owner is an interracial monk, the head of the bullhead, the big eyes of the bulging, full of blood, and also a second creator.
There are a lot of slaves in this booth, there are about a hundred people, some of them are not cultivated, some of them are not weak, not only human beings, but also aliens, all kinds of different, but the only thing is that their looks are very confused.
"On the seven hundred roads, I will take away this woman!"
The short-skinned monk swept a cold wind and then threw a leather bag to the bull-headed monk. After checking the number, the head of the bull-headed monk fell on the step of the wind: "He is out of seven hundred, how many are you?"
"One thousand, I am out of a thousand!"
Step by step, the wind bites his teeth, and he handed the leather bag that Ningqi gave him to the cattle head monk a few months ago.