Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Two hours passed without anyone passing by.

Everyone had an experience, and they waited patiently without worry.

Huang Tian paid his attention, and after another two hours, a team of righteous sect disciples came over.

Zhang Junjun felt the opposing team, his eyes condensed suddenly. There were two ninth-tier martial artists in this team, and there were more people than them.

When this team walked in, everyone discovered the strength of this righteous sect disciple team, and immediately shut up and waited for them to walk over.

"Never find us, never find us!"

Everyone prayed silently.

"Who?" a ninth-floor martial artist of the righteous sect sect shouted, "Someone is there!"

Suddenly, the disciples of the Righteous Qi Sect pulled out their weapons one after another, looking at the hiding place of Qin Ming and others.

A figure rushed out quickly and ran into the distance.

Qin Ming glanced attentively, this person was Zhang Lujun.

Good guy, this army turned out to be a hypocrite. When he encountered danger, he threw everyone here and ran away first.

"Run!" Qin Ming yelled, and also rushed out.

"Kill!" All the disciples of the Righteous Qi Sect also reacted, killing them one after another.

Qin Ming pulled Song Zhouyi who sprang out and ran towards the distance.

Song Zhou was far slower than Qin Ming, it was Qin Ming who led him to run.

There was a sound of killing behind him, and the disciples of the righteous sect did not chase the thief fast Qin Ming, but chose the Qixinzong disciple behind Qin Ming.

"Thank you, Qin Ming, you run so fast!" Song Zhou panted, holding a tree and thanking him.

"You have helped me so much, so I should help you!" Qin Ming smiled.

Song Zhou waved his hand and said: "This is different. I am helping you to help myself, but in the situation just now you are saving my life. How can this compare?"

Qin Ming patted Song Zhou on the shoulder, without speaking.

"How many came out just now?" Song Zhou asked.

Among those people, there are still several people from his previous team, who have a good relationship with him.

Qin Ming said, "Most of them didn't run away, they were entangled!"

"Hey..." Song Zhou said with a sigh, "It's all Zhang Lujun. If we don't run first, we won't lose a lot."

Zhang Junjun's escape in advance prepared the righteous sect on the opposite side, which greatly reduced the number of people who could successfully escape.

"What are your plans?" Qin Ming asked.

For the rest, Qin Ming didn't care at all.

They didn't have friendship with Qin Ming, they just used each other, and died.

"What are your plans? Go back to the sect!" Song Zhou sighed, "Everyone is dead. Even if you want to join the war, there is no chance."

Qin Ming took off the head behind him, handed it to Song Zhou and said, "This is for you. You lost the trophy when you ran away. If you don't return with the trophy, you will be deducted 500 for your contribution."

"What about you?" Song Zhou asked instead without answering.

Qin Ming smiled and said, "I won't go back. You also know that I am fast. Believe that I want to run, no one can keep me.

I still want to stay and participate in the war and contribute more! "

"Thank you, brother, thank you!" Song Zhou took the head that Qin Ming handed him and said repeatedly.

Although he wanted to go back, he didn't contribute any deductions. The head Qin Ming gave him was just a gift in the snow.

Qin Ming patted Song Zhou on the shoulder again and walked towards the distance.

"Brother, when the matter is over, I invite you to drink!" Song Zhou shouted.

Qin Ming waved his hand and walked away without looking back.