"Let's go! Let's go out and take a look!"

Jing Wuming hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"Do you want to report it to your lord?"

Chi Jin said hesitantly.

The adult he was talking about was naturally Jing Wuming's father, Jing Zhankuang, a ninth-level dragon clan member.

"No need."

Jing Wuming shook his head lightly, and then left with Chi Jin and the strong man, leaving behind a group of guys with desperate expressions on their faces, bound by iron ropes.

The young man with a calm face was startled, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

City gate.

After seeing Ning Qi, Jing Wuming and Chi Jin were secretly shocked, because although Ning Qi was standing there with a smile on his face, the faint aura of Fighting Saint around him still made them a little frightened.

Jump.

"Mr. Jing, long time no see."

Ning Qi smiled and cupped her hands.

"Sect Master Ning, I don't dare to be!"

Jing Wuming quickly returned the greeting.

"Huh? Is that Jing Wuming?"

"Yes, that's him. I recognize the red gold next to me. It's an eighth-level dragon!"

"Why is he so polite to that human race!?"

"Sect Master Ning...which sect leader is it that can make the Dragon Clan, which has always been above the top, be so polite!?"

The nearby humans stopped involuntarily and looked this way.

"I'm here today. I hope Mr. Jing can do a little favor. As for the reward, how about five Dragon Blood Fruits?"

Ning Qi said straight to the point with a smile.

Jing Wuming looked slightly startled and laughed dryly: "Sect Master Ning, with your current strength, what else do you need my help with? This is really ridiculous."

Speaking of this, he found that Ning Qi's expression was very serious, as if he was not teasing him specifically. Jing Wuming couldn't help but become serious and said: "Is there really something you need my help with?"

"Um."

Ning Qi nodded and threw five dragon blood fruits to Jing Wuming casually, as if he were throwing five ordinary stones.

Jing Wuming was startled, and quickly took it and took a look, feeling the strong blood aura coming from the Dragon Blood Fruit, and immediately put it into the Qiankun Ring.

"Sect Master Ning, please tell me what help you want me to do, but if you want me from the Bauhinia Dragon Clan to go to the three major dragon clans to intercede for your Yunqi Clan, I'm afraid that I won't be able to help you because of my humble words. Even if it's me,

Even if the Clan Dragon Emperor comes forward in person, the three dragon emperors will not give him face."

Jing Wuming said calmly.

Yunqizong!?

Sect Leader Ning!?

At this time, those watching the excitement nearby, whether they were dragons or humans, took a deep breath and looked at Ning Qi with shocked eyes.

Could it be that this person is the only influential figure in the land of Dongxuan during this period, Ning Qi Ning Beixuan!?

"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to plead for mercy."

Ning Qi smiled lightly and said, "I want to go to Dragon Prison. This task won't be difficult for you, right?"

Into Dragon Prison?

A trace of doubt flashed in Jing Wuming's eyes, but he nodded immediately and said: "This is very simple. It is indeed a piece of cake. I just don't know why Sect Leader Ning went to Dragon Prison?"

"hehe."

Ning Qi looked at Jing Wuming with a half-smile but did not answer.

Seeing this, Jing Wuming smiled awkwardly and said: "Curiosity is causing trouble, okay, I won't ask anymore. It just so happens that this time a group of blind slaves are going to be imprisoned in the Dragon Prison. If Sect Leader Ning doesn't mind, let's go with them.

"

"Then let's go."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

On the way to the palace, Jing Wuming kept wondering about Ning Qi's purpose of going to the Dragon Prison. Why did he give him five dragon blood fruits once he entered the Dragon Prison?

But no matter how Jing Wuming guessed, he couldn't guess Ning Qi's intention.

If he knew that Ning Qi didn't take the Dragon Blood Fruit seriously at all and gave him five of them on a temporary basis, he wouldn't have to worry so much.

"So many slaves are locked up? Why did they offend you?"

After seeing the group of humans bound by iron ropes, Ning Qi asked curiously.

Jing Wuming said: "They are all workers of a mine under my control. They secretly swallowed up a lot of my cultivation resources. Out of past friendship, I didn't kill them on the spot."

Jing Wuming explained in such detail just because he was afraid that Ning Qi would be nosy, but he was overly worried about this. Ning Qi just nodded and ignored it, but when his eyes met one of the young people

When they met, Ning Qi suddenly let out a light sigh.

After seeing Ning Qi, the young man's expression suddenly changed.

"Sect Master Ning, do you know him?"

Jing Wuming frowned.

Ning Qi laughed: "Of course I know him. Speaking of which, he is still my nominal eldest brother, right? Ning Yan?"

This young man is none other than Ning Hongtian’s eldest son, Ning Yan, whom Ning Qi has not seen for many years!

Ever since he knew that he was not Ning Hongtian's biological child, Ning Qi had not paid much attention to Ning Yan. He did not expect to see him here today.

"Sect Master Ning's eldest brother? Well, the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple. Chi Jin, let him go."

A look of surprise flashed in Jing Wuming's eyes, and then he smiled lightly.

"No need."

Ning Qi waved his hand and smiled at Ning Yan: "Since you have made a mistake, you will naturally be punished as you should, right, Ning Yan?"

Ning Yan stared at Ning Qi coldly, snorted and lowered his head in silence.

"Then let's go."

Jing Wuming smiled. He had seen too many fights among these families. Apart from the human race, which was the most enthusiastic about it, even the dragon race would occasionally have this kind of situation.

For example, Jing Wu Falcon, his younger brother, has always wanted to surpass him, but Jing Wu Ming knew it and didn't want to say it on the table.

Not long after, everyone arrived at the entrance of Dragon Prison.

The gatekeepers were still the two seniors of the Bauhinia dragon clan that Ning Qi saw last time. When they saw Jing Wuming, they just opened their eyes slightly, and the wrathful fire around the entrance of the dragon prison disappeared in an instant.

, Ning Qi was a little disappointed. He wanted to try to see if he could resist with his current physical body.

"With the advanced Titan bloodline and the God of War body, it is estimated that the Heavenly Wrath and Fire will not cause much harm to me. In other words, I can enter and leave the Dragon Prison at will."

Ning Qi secretly thought in his heart.

"Sect Master Ning, please."

Jing Wuming said with a smile.

"Um."

Ning Qi nodded with a smile and took the lead into the Dragon Prison. The group of guys around Ning Yan immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, begging Jing Wuming to give them another chance. As a result, they were all kicked into the Dragon Prison by Chi Jin. Then, the sky was angry.

The fire ignited again.

When Jing Wuming was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly found an arm stretched out from inside. Jing Wuming was immediately startled. Even the two seniors of the Redbud Dragon Clan opened their eyes and stared at this scene in stunned silence.

The next moment, the arm retracted again, as if it had never appeared.

"This, this, this is that guy's hand?"

Chi Jin said dumbfounded.
Chapter completed!