"Alas... here we go again."
Seeing Nan Tian Yijian crying, Lu Chen was so amused that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He controlled the Green Emperor Sacred Tree to lift the wooden board.
"Damn it, I forgot that Little Jianzi is still resting there."
Mr. Jun walked in from outside the cabin. Only then did he remember Nan Tian Yijian. He quickly jumped in front of Nan Tian Yijian and pulled Nan Tian Yijian out.
Master Jun brought Nan Tian Yijian to Lu Chen, slapped the dust off Nan Tian Yijian's body, and pretended to cry: "Who on earth did this to my brother?"
"Xiao Junzi, I'm fine, please stop crying."
Nan Tian saw Mr. Jun crying and burst into tears. He immediately stood up and hugged Mr. Jun, constantly comforting him: "It's just that I haven't found out who buried me yet."
"Since the last time you competed in monster hunting, they often knocked me unconscious and buried me when I wasn't paying attention. It has been more than a dozen times. They also kept saying that my piano playing was ugly."
"How could you be okay? You have been trapped under the rubble for how long, and I didn't even notice it. Don't worry, I will definitely find that person..."
Master Jun looked at Nan Tian Yijian and his cry became more intense. Just when Nan Tian Yijian and Master Jun were hugging each other and crying, they were in a good mood.
Next to Mr. Jun, a voice suddenly came: "Second Young Master, I thought it was you who put Brother Nantian over there just now."
The atmosphere in the cabin froze for a second. It was extremely awkward. Mr. Jun quickly stared at the man and shook his head to signal him to leave.
But this monk was naturally kind and thought that Master Jun had not heard clearly, so he repeated loudly: "Second Young Master, I just saw that it was you who put Brother Nantian down there."
"Huh? Someone called me?"
Nan Tian Yijian heard someone calling him from behind and quickly pushed Master Jun away, wanting to look back.
"No, no one, you heard wrong."
But Mr. Jun pulled hard, hugged Nan Tianyijian tightly again, turned his back and scratched his face with saliva a few times, pretending to have tears streaming down his face.
"Well, Xiao Junzi, I'm fine. Please let me go."
Nan Tian Yijian struggled to get up, but Master Jun was already involved. He clenched his fists with both hands and slapped Nan Tian Yijian on the back hard.
Nan Tian pushed Master Jun several times with his sword, but did not push away Master Jun's embrace.
"No, you don't have to hold back your sadness. It's all my fault as a useless big brother. My brother has been trapped under the rubble for so long. I still can't find out who was responsible."
Mr. Jun howled angrily and wiped his tears again and again: "I'm useless, useless."
The monk looked at Master Jun's actions and was about to continue speaking, but was pulled away by the monk beside him to clean up the next venue.
The monk was still muttering until he was far away: "Didn't the second young master ask me to say it again? Why did you drag me away?"
This little episode also made everyone in the cabin burst into laughter, slowly easing the panic caused by the battle just now.
Nan Tian Yijian saw that Mr. Jun was almost crying, and spoke again: "Little Junzi, I'm really fine. Please let me go."
"Is everything really okay?"
Master Jun opened one eye and saw Nan Tian Yijian looking at him expressionlessly, not realizing that he was the mastermind.
Only then did he feel relieved and slowly let go of Nan Tian Yijian. At the same time, he also informed Nan Tian Yijian of the final victory of Lu Chen.
"Huh? Really?"
When Nan Tian Yijian heard the news, he immediately let go of Master Jun, grinned widely, and quickly jumped to Lu Chen's side and extended his hand.
"Boss, where is the loot you promised me? Give it to me quickly."
"Here you go, this time the brothers are a little loose. As long as the monks come on stage, the spoils will be here."
Lu Chen looked excited at Dian Nantian's sword, laughed, took out a space bag from his body and threw it to Song Ping.
"Hahaha, I'm going to post it."
Nan Tian quickly opened the space bag with a sword. After Lu Chen got the space bag, he put some of it inside. Now there are 200 trophies placed in the space bag.
"There are so many. I'm really going to give them away this time."
Nan Tian Yijian looked at the trophies inside, and while counting, he laughed like a nouveau riche. However, after half the count, Nan Tian Yijian suddenly stopped.
Lu Chen suddenly paused when he heard Nan Tian Yijian's voice, and looked at Nan Tian Yijian in confusion: "Why didn't Xiao Jianzi stop counting? Aren't you satisfied?"
"Boss, how many are here?"
Nan Tian Yijian raised his head, no longer laughing wildly, and said extremely calmly: "Why haven't I counted them all after taking so long? It's not really everyone's trophies. They are all here."
Lu Chen nodded: "Some people did not come on stage, but I have made up for the resources of those people, a full two hundred."
"How about it? I'm satisfied now. It'll be enough for you to use for a long time."
Lu Chen looked at Nan Tian Yijian's lost expression and laughed. He thought Nan Tian Yijian was frightened when he heard this number.
"Xiao Jianzi, what's wrong? Still not satisfied?"
"No, I'm very satisfied, but there are too many resources. I didn't expect there to be so many."
Nan Tian Yijian glanced at the space bag in his hand, then raised his head and stared at Lu Chen. The expression on his face was very special, like a collection of multiple expressions. .
This expression seemed to be pain, sadness, memories, and sadness, but Lu Chen could see that none of these expressions could express happiness or excitement.
"Xiao Jianzi, what's wrong with you?"
Lu Chen quickly stood up and walked towards Nan Tian Yijian. Master Jun and others noticed the situation and quickly came to Nan Tian Yijian's side.
"What's wrong, little brother? With so many resources, shouldn't you be happy?"
Song Ping stood next to Nan Tian Yijian and said: "If you don't waste it, these resources will be enough to support you to use it until the late stage of the Breath Adjustment Realm, and you may even use it to the Qi Lowering Realm."
"I'm fine. It's just that there are too many resources. I think of some past events and feel a little uncomfortable."
Nan Tian Yijian glanced at Song Ping, stood up and pointed at the monk beside him, then turned to look at Lu Chen.
"You said that if so many resources are not given to me, but let them use it by themselves, will everyone be able to improve to at least two realms?"
"Let us use it?"
The monks around him suddenly froze when they heard what Nan Tianyijian said, and the movements in their hands slowly stopped.
In their minds, losing the loot is a natural thing, and no one has ever raised this idea.
"Doing this can indeed elevate everyone to several realms, but are you sure you want to do this? These trophies are all obtained by you with great difficulty."
Song Ping looked at Nan Tian Yijian and asked in surprise. This was also the first time he met someone who didn't value resources.
"Yes, I want to send all the resources back."
"I think of the days when I was hunted down, so I know the pain of ordinary monks who lack resources. I don't want to imagine these days anymore."
Song Ping patted Nan Tianyi's shoulder: "I know you want to help them, but where are the rules of the military-industrial arena battle? These junior brothers can't take them back even if they want."
"I know, I have a way."
Nan Tian Yijian put away the space bag, looked at Lu Chen and said, "Boss, have you not said the wish Uncle Jun gave you yet?"
"Yeah, I haven't said that yet."
Lu Chen nodded when he heard Nan Tian Yijian's question. He already understood in his heart that Nan Tian Yijian wanted this opportunity to ask Jun Wuwei to change the rules of battle. .
Nan Tian Yijian walked up to Lu Chen, stared at Lu Chen and said, "Boss, please give me this opportunity. I need him very much."
"I understand what you want to do, you have always been a kind person."
Lu Chen looked into Nan Tian Yijian's eyes and said, "If you are really willing to do that and have already thought about it, just do it. I will always support you."
"Boss..., thank you."
Nan Tian Yijian looked at Lu Chen, with two tears on his face: "I've thought about it, and I decided to send all of this back."
"Okay, I promise you, I will pass this opportunity on to you."
Lu Chen patted Nan Tian Yijian's shoulder and reached out to wipe the tears from his face. This was the first time Lu Chen saw Nan Tian Yijian looking like he wanted to do something seriously.
"Little Jianzi, I really belong to you."
Master Jun stepped forward and hit Nan Tian Yijian hard on the chest: "This is the first time, except for my second uncle, that I feel that someone is so great."
"Hahaha, I think so too. I am such a wise and powerful man, a young man and a beautiful woman."
Hearing Master Jun's compliments, Nan Tian Yijian instantly grinned, his smile still as free and uninhibited as before.
Nan Tian Wan'er stood behind Lu Chen and reminded her quietly: "Brother Yijian, you are just a young master. Beauty is generally used to describe girls."
"Well, it's different?"
Nan Tian Yijian thought for a while, touched the back of his head, and said with a naive smile: "Anyway, here, son and beauty are the words specially used to describe me."
"I can't believe that the younger generation is already so good now?" Song Ping looked at the four people gathered together and said with a smile: "It seems that I, as a senior brother, have to work harder."
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Song, you are talking nonsense."
Lu Chen listened to Song Ping's words and laughed: "You are only in your thirties, aren't you also a younger generation? How can you be old?"
Song Ping rolled his eyes and said unceremoniously: "When you fight, each of you is more fierce than the other. Then am I not an old-timer?"
"How is this possible?" Lu Chen said with a smile: "Senior Brother Song is already a bloodline practitioner, and his combat effectiveness will inevitably increase exponentially."
At this moment, the tables and chairs in the bed cabin had been rearranged, and all kinds of wine, meat and delicacies were placed again.
The monks also slowly began to take their seats, Jun Wudi stepped onto the ring, and the cabin began to become quiet.
Song Ping glanced at the direction of the God-killing team and said to Lu Shen: "Brother Lu, the senior brothers have called me. It's time for me to go back. We'll get drunk again later."
"Okay, wait a while, be sure to drink until you're exhausted." Lu Chen looked at Song Ping and laughed happily: "Whoever falls first will have a grandson."
"Hahaha, okay."
"But the future of Chongxu Academy depends on you. I will help you secretly. I will leave now."
Song Ping patted Lu Chen's shoulder, saluted forward with both hands, and walked in the direction of the God-Slaying Team casually.
"I will take good care of my junior brothers. Please rest assured, Senior Brother Song."
Lu Chen turned towards Song Ping and bowed respectfully in return. This courtesy was a unique inheritance of trust between the two Chongxu chiefs.
The three Masters and Masters also followed Lu Chen and made their own unique salutes.
Lu Chen turned around and said, "Let's go too, the banquet is about to begin."
