"Without your help, it would be impossible for me to kill a level five ferocious beast with my own strength."
The thin young man was very calm and knew very well how much he weighed.
"Since you need it, then you can accept it.
I don't lack this one."
Qi Ye was very satisfied with this young man's character.
Whether it was sincerity or a show, at least it showed that this guy was not a greedy person.
The thin boy hesitated for a moment and said, "I, Liu Sanjian, don't like to owe others favors."
Qi Ye tilted his head and glanced at the latter, and said: "What do you think of a favor?
If you really feel that you owe me a favor, then put down the beast pill in your hand and roll as far away as you can."
"In your heart, do you really think you owe me a favor or is your so-called pride at play?"
"If you really have the strength to obtain the Beast Pill, why have you obtained nothing in these half a month?
With your current strength, you should know that even if you stay here for a year or even two years, you will not be able to obtain a Beast Pill."
"If you really need the beast pills urgently, then take them.
If you have the strength to give me five beast pills of the same level in the future, if you don't need them, put down the beast pills and leave quickly.
Don't talk about favors or self-esteem with me here.
In my heart, shit is not worth it.”
After speaking, Qi Ye closed his eyes directly without even looking at the latter.
The face of the young man who called himself Liu Sanjian was gloomy, and there was a trace of struggle in his eyes.
Finally, his body relaxed, as if he had let go of something, he took a deep breath, bowed to Qi Ye, and then turned and left.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah" After Liu Sanjian's back disappeared into the darkness, there was a burst of applause, and along with a gentle compliment, a figure walked out of the darkness, "I didn't expect that Brother Qi is not only outstanding in combat, but also a good talker."
Qi Ye, who closed his eyes and fell asleep, subconsciously tightened the thunder stick in his arms, and said angrily: "What are you doing here, you damn rat?
I will not lend you the thunder stick.
Tablet Electronics Book" After hearing these words, the visitor paused involuntarily, and then his head was covered with black lines.
However, attracted by the spiritual weapon, he still walked over.
With the light of the bonfire, his appearance was illuminated.
He has particularly eye-catching light blue hair, a slender figure, a high nose, and a confident smile that is a bit embarrassing at the moment.
He is the young genius who has been in the limelight recently, Wen Renhao of the Holy Armor Sect.
He who was known as a humanoid weapon was actually called a dead rat, which made Wen Renhao as depressed as he wanted.
However, at this time, he shamelessly sat down, first said hello to Zhao Yan'er, who was smiling and silent, then glanced at Qi Ye, who was thousands of miles away, and said helplessly: "Brother Qi, I'll just borrow Just take a look at the thunder stick, just take a look, why are you so stingy?"
At this time, Wen Renhao didn't have the high-spiritedness of a young genius.
He looked like a frustrated little daughter-in-law.
Such a scene made Zhao Yan'er cover her mouth and chuckle.
Brother Qi Ye was so powerful that he could actually make the children of the top power helpless.
Qi Ye was also helpless.
He had no idea that there were such shameless people in the world.
Unable to stand his molestation the past few days, Qi Ye lent the thunder stick to Wen Renhao for a while.
The latter's gentle caressing and infatuation on his face made Qi Ye's goosebumps stand up, and he took the thunder stick.
The stick was taken back.
The latter had a look of resentment on his face, as if his wife had been robbed.
The resentment scared Qi Ye so much that he hid far away and did not dare to get close.
But he didn't expect that Wen Renhao would become addicted.
He would come over every night and ask to see the thunder stick.
Thinking of the scene that made his skin crawl, Qi Ye would not dare to lend the weapon.
It's just that Wen Renhao's level of rogueness was beyond his imagination.
Even if he was verbally abused, even if he was punched and kicked, this guy would not leave.
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He would not fight back or retaliate, and vowed to touch the legendary spiritual weapon.
Qi Ye was so entangled that he had no choice but to turn a blind eye.
Without even looking at Wen Renhao, he turned his back to Wen Renhao with his thunder stick in his arms and ignored him.
Seeing this, Wen Renhao shrugged helplessly, but he had no intention of leaving, and instead started talking with Zhao Yan'er.
Although Wen Renhao was the one doing the talking most of the time, and Zhao Yan'er only answered a few words occasionally, this guy still didn't feel embarrassed and had the attitude of talking all night long.
Qi Ye finally couldn't bear it anymore and stood up.
The thunder stick was pulled out by the ordinary stick.
Wen Renhao was beaten so hard that he cried like a ghost and ran towards his flying boat.
After Wen Renhao muttered and returned to the flying boat, his playful smile disappeared and he looked expressionlessly into the darkness in the distance.
"There are indeed two breaths of weapon spirits.
One is very weak and is the already identified thunder stick weapon spirit.
The other is obscure and difficult to detect, but it is extremely powerful.
I can feel the destructive power hidden in it.
This What kind of weapon spirit is it, and how can it have such a powerful power?
Who is this young man, and why does he possess such a powerful spiritual weapon?"
After driving away Wen Renhao, Qi Ye looked into the distance with a solemn expression.
"Did he discover something?"
"Brother Qi Ye, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing the solemn look on the latter's face, Zhao Yan'er asked worriedly.
Qi Ye smiled and said: "It's nothing, that guy is thick-skinned, and the beating made my palms numb.
It's getting late, let's go to bed early."
"Um" There was no talk all night, and everyone got busy again early the next morning.
After more than half a month of life and death training, those who could survive were all experienced people.
They did not need to be urged.
After breakfast, they consciously entered the underground hall and started.
A day of killing.
This situation lasted for three days.
After three days, the people guarding the periphery of Thunder God Island became noisy, while the flying boat belonging to Zixiao Holy Land cheered.
Their Holy Lord Zhu Long finally arrived.
Soon, Leng Ao, who was in the underground hall of Lei Mansion, was called out and did not show up until night.
At the end of the day, after Qi Ye and others walked out of Lei Mansion, they learned that the Holy Lord of Zixiao Holy Land had actually come in person.
Before Qi Ye could fully digest the news, he saw Leng Ao coming over.
Qi Ye's expression was slightly cold, but what was supposed to come finally came.
After Qi Ye got the thunder stick, Leng Ao had not thought about taking it away, but after several trials, he was not sure that he could subdue it without getting hurt.
If he was seriously injured because of taking back the thunder stick, it would be very detrimental to the subsequent robbery of the Thunder God Armor.
Therefore, although he was unhappy, he still endured it.
The rest of the people also had the same plan.
With the Fusion Sun Realm masters unable to intervene, no one would be able to kill Qi Ye unless the other people joined forces.
At this time, since Leng Ao came over, it meant that he had found a way to deal with Qi Ye, or that he was not afraid of being seriously injured.
Thinking of the appearance of Holy Lord Zixiao, Qi Ye felt a little clearer in his heart.
With arrogant purple hair and a stern expression, he walked step by step, quite powerful.
Signaling the nervous Zhao Yan'er to take a few steps back, Qi Ye stepped forward alone and met Leng Ao, the son of Lei, who was known as the number one person of the younger generation
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