"Senior brother, don't worry. We have already passed the letter before. Basically, those who have been cooperating with our Vajra Temple for a long time are here. Only the [Iron Finger Sect] has not arrived yet."

Monk Huiwen spoke.

"[Iron Finger Gate]?"

The six evil cultivators of the Hui generation all frowned slightly, and one of them asked, "Why did they come late?"

He thought about Hui'an's disappearance again, and always felt uneasy.

"Back to senior brother, [Iron Finger Gate] has always been far away from here. I am always the last one to arrive."

Monk Huiwen said.

"I see."

Several monks nodded one after another, and Hui Xiu said, "Then you should rest early."

"Yes, senior brother!"

Monk Huiwen clasped his hands and stepped back respectfully.

inside the room.

Ning Chuan looked bored and sat cross-legged on the bed, speechless for a while.

I thought that when I came to this inn, I could go out for a walk and rub some wool.

But they didn't expect that Monk Huiwen would be so strict and wouldn't let them go out even half a step.

This is a scam.

There are all warriors out there, and just touching him casually can make him hairy.

Just when Ningchuan was confused in his thoughts, bursts of cheers suddenly came from outside. It seemed that there were many Jianghu people shouting there, accompanied by bursts of clanging metal sounds.

Ning Chuan's face was startled.
Chapter completed!