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Chapter 27: The Hot Monkey and Ning Zhuo

Fei Si looked at him disdainfully: "You are the reckless man, you have been led by the enemy, and you still don't know."

He bowed his hand again and looked at the city lord: "It's all up to you, sir, you are observing your own turmoil, and you always guard the top of the volcano, and stay unmoved, leaving the enemy with no chance to take advantage of it."

"As long as you take charge of yourself, who can sneak into the Lava Immortal Palace in front of you?"

"This is the wonderful method of unchanging and adapting to all changes. It is a great trick, so that the enemy in the dark can only look at the sky and lament without any chance!"

Chi Dun was scolded again and immediately said angrily: "After talking for a long time, you haven't reached the point. What should I do if the demon cultivator hiding in the Fire Persimmon Forest? What if he triggers a series of deaths in the Fire Persimmon Forest, will the hundreds of years of accumulation in Fire Persimmon City still be destroyed?"

Fei Si shook his head and sighed: "It's over, and we can only plan for the worst."

"However, I think it is unlikely that the other party will proactively detonate."

"He is a demon cultivator and his brain is not broken. The entire Huo Persimmon Forest is about to be detonated. Its power is so powerful that it will shake the entire Huo Persimmon Fairy Mountain. He will definitely be blown to pieces and die tragically on the spot."

After a pause, Feth continued: "He has been hit by the diarrhea technique. The longer he delays, the more he is injured."

"We are the one who has the advantage. We must not be in a hurry to succeed, so that the enemy can take advantage of the opportunity."

"Based on the simple opinions of our subordinates, we should contact the other three families to discuss how to deal with this demon cultivator. This will increase unity and distinguish loyalty. If someone is really the behind-the-scenes pusher or internal support, it will be easier for us to discover."

"In addition, we'd better wait until after the Fire Persimmon Festival. At that time, we can pick fire persimmons on a large scale to minimize our losses."

Chi Dun glared at his eyes and shouted in disbelief: "Do you still want to hold the Fire Persimmon Festival?!"

"Do you want people in the city to die?"

"If the fire persimmon forest is detonated in a series, how much casualties will it cause?"

"At that time, the city lord will definitely be blamed and will be dismissed directly!"

Fei Si had expected: "Since I made this proposal, I naturally responded."

"Sir, let's look at this mechanism monkey."

As he said that, Fei Si took out a mechanical creation from the storage bag.

This machine is half a person tall, with bright red hair and swelling body, lifelike. If it is not a hot monkey, which one is it?

Fei Si continued to introduce with a little smugness: "Just three days ago, Chen Cha offered this mechanism. Using it, it is easy to pick fire persimmons to avoid casualties."

The city lord had no expression on his face, and his divine thoughts moved. He came to the machine and put it in front of him to investigate.

After a few breaths, he nodded slightly: "The only monkey brain controls the center, and he has a little bit of ambiguous thoughts."

He is a Nascent Soul-level and has a broad vision. In his opinion, the design of the popular monkey is ordinary and unreasonable.

"Who is Chen Cha?" The city lord had a little interest in the creator.

Fei Si replied: "Many years ago, you ordered your subordinates to recruit government officials everywhere. Chen Cha was one of them. He was invited by his subordinates to live in Huoshicheng."

"This man is a foundation-building monk with solid formations and good at setting up movement formations. However, he lacks spirituality in mechanical techniques and has never had an outstanding work."

"Now, there are finally some results."

When the city lord heard that Chen Cha was a foundation-building monk, he lost interest and waved his hand: "Let's deal with this matter like this."

"Chi Dun, next, you will fully cooperate with Feisi."

Chi Dun was depressed: "Subordinate to obey the order!"

Ning Family.

The clan leader summoned the young clan leader to the study.

He handed out a list first.

The young clan leader Ning Xiaoren checked. He first saw Ning fighter among the victims, and then saw Ning Zhuo’s name on the list of survivors.

The clan leader sighed: "The death of Ning fighter jets is a great loss to my Ning family."

Ning Xiaoren said: "It is also his glory for the people in the branch to sacrifice for their family."

The patriarch said: "You are in charge of the family logistics. You should be responsible for the pension of the family monks this time."

Ning Xiaoren hurriedly said, "Don't worry, father, I will definitely get this done."

"Yeah." The patriarch nodded and said, "Xiaoren, what do you think about the birth of the Lava Immortal Palace?"

Ning Xiaoren thought for a while before saying, "The birth of the Immortal Palace forces us to speed up the exploration. Our clan is the last party to learn about this, and the situation is even worse than before."

"We have never invited excellent institutional teachers. It is difficult for us to compete with the other three parties alone."

The clan leader sighed and said with a heavy tone: "At present, the selection criteria of the Immortal Palace have been lowered to the Qi Refining Stage. Perhaps, our clan should organize a large number of monks to modify the "Five Elements Qi Rule"."

Ning Xiaoren frowned: "Father, this matter is what worries me the most."

"How many people are there to modify the new exercises? What kind of people are used? The most important thing is, how many people are the main meridians, who to choose? How many people have branch meridians, who to choose?"

"The situation is unclear at the moment, so it's quite difficult to do it."

After hearing this, the clan leader couldn't help but look relieved: "Xiaoren, if you can understand this, you are considered a qualified young clan leader."

"I need to call the elders to discuss this matter."

"You go and do your business."

Ning Xiaoren bowed and said he was leaving.

When I returned to my study, a family monk asked, how should the family pension be paid this time?

Ning Xiaoren did not think: "Please? What kind of pension?"

"Aren't these Ning family members all from the Demon Hunting Association? The Demon Hunting Association has its own pension."

The monks of the family looked puzzled: "But, they are all from our Ning family..."

Ning Xiaoren interrupted: "It is because of the family's difficulties and poor financial resources that encourage the tribesmen to join other organizations and make a living. As Ning's family, we should consider the family!"

The family monk had to retreat.

Ning Xiaoren was still very angry and summoned Ning Zhuo's eldest son Ning to blame him.

Ning Xiaoren's face turned pale and he knocked the table with his fingers and made a thud: "Ning Chi, how do you be your uncle? Ning Zhuo ran into the Red Flame Demon Molten Cave and almost died. Do you know?"

Ning Chi wiped the sweat from his head and said quickly: "I know, I know!"

He finally "thought up" a clever plan, motivated Ning Zhuo and asked him to join the Demon Hunting Association. As a result, the Immortal Palace was born, and Ning's fighter plane, who was responsible for recruiting Ning Zhuo, was still dead.

Ning Zhuo did not really join the Demon Hunting Association, but Ning Xiaoren saw through Ning Ju’s arrangement. The latter was naturally furious!

Ning Chi smiled bitterly and said, "It's just that the young clan leader, it's not that I don't want to make arrangements for Xiao Zhu. It's really that he's too stubborn..."

Bang.

Before Ning Zhi could finish his words, he was hit by the inkstone thrown by Ning Xiaoren.

The severe pain came, and at the same time, a warm current flowed quickly along the forehead and to the chin.

I would rather blame the smell of rust between my nose and wings.

He knew that he had been smashed on the forehead by the young clan leader again.

"Don't pretend to be garlic for me!" The young patriarch pointed at the door, "Get out, next time, I'll hear good news!"

Ning Chi's face was full of pain, and the blood flowed from his head was constantly flowing, but he did not dare to treat him on the spot, so he gritted his teeth and retreated.
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