After Zhao and Li walked forward for a while, they turned back to find that Ning Xiaolei and Lin Yumeng didn't keep up.

"Well, where are the people?" Zhao looked around, a little confused. He was going to get money for Ning Xiaolei in the car.

"Mr. Zhao, they seem to have run away." Xiao Li frowned and said helplessly.

Zhao Lao Leng Leng, said: "the value of 100 million ginseng thrown to me, he did not want a cent?"? Looking at his clothes, it seems that his family is not so good. "

Xiao Li nodded and said, "but they did run away."

"Funny boy, money is like dirt. It's very appetizing to me. I remember his name is Ning Xiaolei. Go back and check it for me immediately. He can't do it. We can't help but repay him. With this thousand year old ginseng, the old leader can live several more years. Ha ha."

……

Ning Xiaolei doesn't know about the conversation between Zhao and Xiao Li, otherwise he will be wronged.

He does not regard money as dirt, but because for him, the Millennium ginseng is just a red envelope problem.

Without this one, it's a big deal. Just grab it in the group.

With the vision of those big demons in the group, they can sell a piece of scrap metal on the earth at a sky high price.

"With the relationship between Zhao and Lao, my parents certainly dare not ignore you. I really admire myself. I'm really smart!"

In front of Ning Xiaolei, Lin Yumeng is jumping happily, very happy.

"How can you boast so much about yourself? It's 100 million ginseng. No matter, girl, you have to lose money. How about making a promise by yourself?"

Smiling at Lin Yumeng, Ning Xiaolei can't help joking.

Looking back at Ning Xiaolei fiercely, Lin Yumeng doesn't have a good way: "uncle, you're helping you. It's not so easy to let my family recognize you."

"Yes? Can you tell me what's going on in your family? " Ning Xiaolei is a little curious and asks.

Lin Yumeng shook his head: "anyway, you'll know when it comes. It's not as simple as you think."

In the afternoon, Lin Yumeng took Ning Xiaolei to help him change his hair from inside to outside, and made a cool hairstyle.

It's evening after returning to school. After Lin Yumeng is sent back, Ning Xiaolei returns to the dormitory.

Lin Yumeng's date with her parents is this Saturday. It's only Monday now. It's not urgent.

To the dormitory, tired Ning Xiaolei lying for a while, turned on the mobile phone.

In the group, a group of big demons are bragging.

Monkey King: it's boring. Find someone to fight.

Fox demon Daji: great saint, I have an appointment with you. I have all kinds of postures.

Monkey King: with your strength, I'll finish it in a few seconds. (three expressions of curling lips)

Golden winged Mirs: how many seconds? Did I see the truth. (a row of laughing expressions)

Xiaoqing: what's the truth? What do you say? What seconds? (a curious expression)

Bai Suzhen: Xiaoqing, how did you come out again? Don't ask. If you have nothing to do, practice more to improve your strength.

Xiaoqing: elder sister, what can we do to improve our strength? With the growth of our demon clan, our strength will naturally improve.

Bai Suzhen: no self-improvement at all! (a helpless expression)

Monkey King: @ golden winged Mirs carving, silly bird, what do you mean?

Golden winged Mirs carving: your own will. (three Snickers)

Monkey King: it's not a good thing, silly bird. How about two of us?

Looking at the simple monkey was so Xi, Ning Xiaolei couldn't smile, and instantly didn't have any sleepiness.

After thinking about it, he took advantage of the fact that there was no one in the dormitory, and extracted several things from Xumi's bag.

Like the black bear boxing and Tianpeng footwork, the East emperor's classic is a golden page. Ning Xiaolei just extracted it, then it turned into a streamer and poured into his brain.

After a familiar feeling of dizziness, the contents of the emperor's Sutra melted into the memory.

"Seems a little familiar?" Frowning and thinking for a moment, Ning Xiaolei didn't think much about it.

According to the contents of the emperor's Sutra, Ning Xiaolei crossed his knees and began to practice.

Soon, according to the description of the emperor's Sutra, he ran in the body for a week.

"Well, one more breath."

Surprise feels the changes in the body, Ning Xiaolei's eyes show a happy look, this is the so-called internal Qi?

Or is it evil?