When Cheng Buzheng saw Gong Zhiyang, he was making a handover with Ouyang Wan'er, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

See after the Wanbao Conference.

Mingxiang Zhenjun stood up and looked at the three of them and said:

"If you are promoted to the Golden Pill stage within 150 years, the next time the Langya Secret Realm is opened, I will take whom I will take!"

Cheng Buzheng stood up and said with his fists:

"Are you enough places for seniors?"

Although he really wanted to go, his closeness and alienation were different. If all three of them were promoted to the Golden Pill stage by then, there would be insufficient places...

If you lose this quota, you don’t have to think about it, it must be him!

As if he understood his concerns, he smiled slightly:

"Don't have this concern!"

"A Langya Jade Sword can bring nine cultivators, so you don't have to worry about not having enough places!"

"Brother Cheng, this is the compensation I have given you. I hope you don't let me down."

Hearing words.

Cheng Buzheng quickly clasped his fists and said:

"Thank you for your kindness, I will definitely live up to my expectations!"

immediately.

Zhenjun Mingxiang looked at Jiang Siling, who was a little absent-minded, and said:

"Siling, let's go!"

Jiang Siling nodded slightly, then took out the sea-crossing disc she had photographed and handed it to Jiang Fugui and said:

"Brother, this is what my little sister bought for you!"

"This is a life-saving treasure, I don't want one day..."

As he said that, Jiang Siling's voice couldn't help but lower his voice, as if he was thinking of something sad.

Jiang Fugui didn't want to accept it at first, but when he saw the little sister's appearance, he opened his mouth and finally didn't say anything.

Finally, Jiang Fugui looked at Jiang Siling in a complicated way and accepted the Sea Crossing Disc!

then.
Chapter completed!