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"Who dares to hurt the people on the list!"

There was a roar of anger, and it was the Bronze Seat Inspector of the Heavenly Alliance who had been hiding in the dark to protect Fang Qi, making a move. Once he made a move, he directly injured Chu Mengyao severely.

The Nascent Soul Dzogchen monks of the Tianmeng are powerful in combat!

"Cough cough cough... poof..."

Chu Mengyao fell on the ground and her body trembled slightly, her eyes flickeringly fixed on Fang Qi...

"I'll come back to you again!"

Then, a puff of smoke billows...

Fang Qi was about to go up to chase, but was directly stopped by the Bronze Seat patrol envoy of the Tianmeng.

"During these three days, you must ensure your absolute safety! Please don't act rashly!"

After the Copper Seat Inspector of the Tianmeng finished speaking, he immediately disappeared.

When the smoke dissipated, Chu Mengyao was no longer in sight.

"Master, do you want to chase?"

Xue Yi came to Fang Qi's side. He was going to make a move, but the people from Tianmeng made a move faster.

Afterwards, Fang Qi told him not to act rashly,

Everyone in the Tianmeng was watching, and if Xue Yi's cultivation of transforming spirits were exposed, it would be a troublesome matter.

"Forget it, I ran away, and I can't catch up, let's go back!"

Fang Qi turned around and went back to the inn.

Thinking about what happened before is still a little scary.

Has Chu Mengyao's cultivation reached the seventh level of Nascent Soul? What has she experienced during this time?

From her words... what happened to her seems to be bad?

Was it that green-haired monster that made her so powerful?

And how could she appear in such a romantic place, and she seems to be quite famous...

These mysteries lingered in Fang Qi's mind, making him a little baffled.

"It seems that we can only figure out the situation when we meet Chu Mengyao next time..."

Fang Qi shook his head, lay on the bed, and soon fell into a dream.

Cultivators do not need to sleep. Some diligent monks practice day and night, but Fang Qi already regards sleeping as a kind of enjoyment.

If it weren't for the people from the Tianmeng to monitor, Fang Qi would have gone to the space fairy to find Xue'er and talk about lovesickness and tenderness...

Compared with Fang Qi, Tianmeng's protection for him is a kind of torture.

Li Xiaoxiao didn't come all day the next day, she just said to go home last night, and didn't come back after that... I don't know what happened.

As for Yong Wudi, he still stared at the two panda eyes, obviously overworked.

Having nothing to do, Fang Qi began to wander around the central city.

For the past few days, Fang Qi has been thinking about whether to spread the groceries to the central city. The business opportunities here are obviously better. If the groceries are really spread, not to mention anything else, the daily turnover will definitely increase tenfold. above.

Correspondingly, the strong people in the central city are like clouds, and it seems that it is not enough to rely on Xue Yi, a first-level cultivator who transforms the gods, to protect him...

"What's the situation ahead? Why is it so noisy?"

Fang Qi glanced at the surrounding crowd, all of them were running towards the front, each of them seemed to be in a hurry.

"The city lord is suffering from a serious illness and has unbearable headaches. He seeks a famous doctor to treat him. If the treatment is successful, the city lord can do three things for free, and the city lord's mansion will reward him with an additional 50,000 high-grade spirit stones as a reward!"

Fang Qi looked at the notice posted in front of the City Lord's Mansion, and the smile on his face couldn't stop immediately!

Fifty thousand high-grade spirit stones is 500 million low-grade spirit stones... plus the 200 million spirit stones he still has in his pocket, it is enough to push Xue Yi to the eighth level of the God Transformation!