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Chapter 695 Tribulation(2/2)

"Bring them all up!"

After a while, the spirit boat, bronze lamp, and half-skeleton corpse appeared on the large spirit boat.

Four strangers also appeared on the large spiritual boat. However, everyone's eyes were attracted by the rare treasures in front of them, and they did not notice anyone sneaking onto the boat at all.

Wang Qianxing couldn't wait to step forward. The first thing he looked at was the palm of the half-skeleton. When he saw two rings, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Storage ring?"

"Okay, okay, a monk who can afford the storage ring must have an extraordinary status."

Those who can afford such treasures must at least be wealthy Jindan Zhenren. The most common one is actually Yuanying Zhenjun, and even the venerable ones are not excluded.

Looking at the black jade-like skeleton, and the body that is still as black as black iron even after death, this person's strength is probably at least Nascent Soul.

Just as Wang Qianxing was about to take off the storage ring from the half-skeleton, he heard a deep voice coming from behind him.

"Wait!"

"Those who have seen it have their share. The young master of Xingjin Chamber of Commerce will not understand this truth."

The speaker seems like a born leader.

His voice was loud and heroic, and his hearty smile made people naturally want to get close to him. It seemed that as long as he stayed with such a person, he would become a hero.

"You are?"

Wang Qianxing retracted his hand and looked at the leader and the three people behind him.

"My name is Zhao Wu, and a nobody like me is not as good as the young master Jin Gui from the Star Gold Chamber of Commerce." Zhao Wu laughed.

"What do you want?"

"Spiritual stones, exercises, magic weapons, women?"

"money!"

"We just want money. We will find the woman ourselves. It's not easy for us to run away with your woman."

"Since you're asking for money, that's fine, but why should I give it to you?"

"Because there are four of us."

"Four Jindan Daoist people!"

"Oh." Wang Qianxing clicked her tongue, then clapped her hands.

Three figures appeared next to him, the same three Jindan masters. Counting Lu Jing, who had been silent, there seemed to be four in total. No, it was actually five, because he forgot to include himself.

But in fact, it shouldn't be counted, he didn't have to take action at all.

"Now the numbers are even."

"No!"

Another voice sounded.

Wang Qianxing turned around and looked over.

The speaker was none other than Lu Jing, who was standing next to him respectfully with a submissive look on his face.

Lu Jing looked like a young man, and he was the most inconspicuous among the crowd. If he hadn't spoken, Wang Qianxing might have forgotten his existence.

"It's five against four now."

"We are five and you are four." Lu Jing pointed at himself and then at Wang Qianxing.

Wang Qianxing's expression suddenly changed.

He said gloomily: "Betray me?"

He glanced over quickly, suddenly laughed, waved his hands and said, "I admit defeat. Since you are asking for money, you will not harm my life. You must know who my father is."
Chapter completed!
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