It's just that after the members of the Goddess organization handed White over to Guardian Feng and imprisoned him, they no longer had any communication. They enjoyed the massage of the beautiful woman arranged by Guardian Feng and began to have fun wantonly.

"Damn it, these guys are enjoying themselves here, but we are here drinking from the northwest wind, why don't we do it now?"

Qisha was a little impatient with the wait and seemed to launch an attack immediately.

"No hurry, wait a minute! Didn't you see that White was being served with delicious food and drinks, and was not sent away? They must have the next move."

Ding Ning's eyes flashed with thought, and he felt that these people seemed to be waiting for someone, which made him decide not to act rashly for the time being.

"Well, I'm just worried that if we haven't been back for so long, the military camp will be looking for us everywhere."

Looking at Ding Ning's calm look, Qisha couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Compared to Ding Ning's patience, he seemed a little too impulsive.

"Don't worry, those Zhang Yang people have been following us from a distance since Yalong County. Although we got rid of them temporarily, with the wheel marks left on the road, they will arrive soon."

A secretive smile appeared on Ding Ning's lips. It had to be said that Zhang Yang and the Yulin Guards were not vegetarians either. Their tracking skills were very high and they were not even noticed by Seven Kills. Of course, this was different from the bad news that he got the money bag and died.

Too sad to pay attention to anything else

It cannot be separated from the relationship, but it is enough to prove that the tracking level of Zhang Yang and others is high enough. If Ding Ning hadn't noticed it early, quietly made some moves on the road, and arranged a simple illusion array to let them get lost for a while, I'm afraid

They have long since caught up.

"What? I'm being followed by them?"

Qisha's blood suddenly surged, and his face turned the color of pig liver in embarrassment. Because Ding Ning came from the mountain in a different disguise, he was the only one being targeted by Zhang Yang and others. How could he not be filled with shame and anger?

"Okay, what's there to be excited about? Isn't it a good thing that they are following?"

Ding Ning said with a meaningful smile.

Qisha said angrily: "What's the point of them following us? We finally found the clues, are they here to steal the credit?"

"Stealing credit? It depends on whether they have the ability."

Ding Ning shook his head noncommittally and said, although he didn't care about these achievements, and neither did Qisha, but he had no intention of giving this credit to Zhang Yang in vain. The reason was very simple. Zhang Yang was too arrogant and was hostile to him.

Although he would not kill him, it would be good for them to learn a lesson and restrain themselves in the future.

"Hey, why did I forget? We can sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers. If we show off our eagerness for meritorious deeds and find out that this is a terrorist base, we still have to rush in screaming. I think he will still be able to do it when the time comes.

How can you be so arrogant?"

Qisha didn't know where he came from so much resentment towards Zhang Yang. Hearing this, he smiled mischievously and happily.

"Come on, let's find a place to watch a show."

Ding Ning stood up with a smile, found a place with a wide view, took out a few randomly crafted formation flags, and tinkered around.

"Array?"

Qisha was originally worried that this place was not hidden enough, but after seeing Ding Ning's actions, he was immediately overjoyed.

"Okay, let's just sit here and watch the show comfortably. We will take action at the critical moment and use the hands of this lama to teach Zhang Yang and others a lesson!"

Ding Ning smiled gloomily, took out the animal skin blanket from the storage space, spread it on the floor, and lay down comfortably, crossing her legs to be as happy as she wanted.

"Damn it, little junior brother, you can do it, you even have a storage ring."

Qisha stared at the medicine spirit ring in Ding Ning's hand with bright eyes. He thought that the animal skin blanket was taken out by Ding Ning from the medicine spirit ring. "What? You don't have a storage ring?"

Ding Ning asked with some surprise. He thought that Qisha, the dignified Guoshifu, must have a storage ring.

"Do you think storage rings are just cabbage? Even among the Four Saint Sects, only a few high-level officials have storage rings, okay?"

Qisha rolled his eyes at him with envy: "Our Imperial Palace follows the national martial arts route. Let alone storage rings, we don't even have magic weapons."

"No way, isn't the Guoshifu too poor?"

Ding Ning rolled his eyes speechlessly, and casually took out six storage rings and threw them to him: "After all, I can be considered a member of the Imperial Palace, and these three storage rings are regarded as my filial piety to my master and two uncles.

, these three are for you and Greedy Wolf, Pojun."

"Wow, little junior brother, you didn't rob the Four Holy Sects, did you? Brother loves you to death."

Qisha kissed Ding Ning on the face with lightning speed, and he couldn't be more excited.

Ding Ning wiped the non-existent saliva with a look of disgust on his face, and stomped him angrily: "Go away, are you disgusting?"

"hey-hey!"

Qisha didn't take it seriously either, holding the six storage rings and giggling.

"I'm telling you, the storage ring is given to you. Don't publicize it to the outside world. If someone knows about it, don't block the door and kill people to seize the treasure!"

Ding Ning solemnly reminded that although the gift of the storage ring was a temporary idea, he also wanted to make up for it. After all, Xiahou Weiyang, a cheap master, not only gave him the Wushuang Order, but also handed over the Religious Affairs Bureau to protect him.

Going out made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, even if my head is chopped off, my junior brother will never be confessed."

Qisha seemed casual, but he promised extremely seriously. After all, he knew the seriousness of this matter. Once someone learned that Ding Ning had a storage ring, he would be hunted down.

"Come, let's eat. We've been running around for a long time and we're already hungry!"

With the excuse of storing the ring, Ding Ning no longer hid it, and brought out all the dishes that had been prepared at noon but had not yet had time to eat. They were still warm.

"You're not going to tell me that your storage ring is just for storing this food, are you? What a waste of natural resources, what a waste of natural resources!"

Qisha stared dumbfoundedly at Ding Ning enjoying the delicacies there, and couldn't help but yelled in agony. Fortunately, Ding Ning had arranged a soundproof formation, otherwise the terrorists would have to be alerted.

"Yes, when you go out, you only need food, clothing, housing and transportation. It is convenient to carry it with you wherever you go. You must not treat yourself badly."

Ding Ning said confidently, and then he took out a gas tank and lit it while Qi Sha looked dumbfounded, put on the hot pot, melted the bagged hot pot base, and then like a magic trick, he took out the cleaned dishes.

Enoki mushrooms, mushrooms, fat sheep, fat beef, fish pieces, meatballs, tofu, vegetables, louver, tripe, yellow throat, loach, duck blood, bean sprouts, prawns, seafood...everything is available!

Looking at the piles of hot-pot dishes spread all over the floor, if he hadn't known that this was a terrorist base, Qisha would have thought he was hallucinating and was participating in a wild camping trip.

"Eat or not, I can't finish it myself!"

Seeing Qisha sitting there in a daze, Ding Ning urged him impatiently and asked casually: "What kind of bowl do you like? The one with garlic and sesame oil? Or the one with sesame oil and spicy sauce? Or the one with seafood and spicy oil?"

"Damn it, have you prepared the mixing bowl?"

Qisha was completely speechless and swore harshly.

"Nonsense, the hot pot is ready, how can we not prepare the mixing bowl?"

Ding Ning glared at him angrily with a caring look: "Don't be ink-stained, tell me what kind of bowl you like."

"Gudu!"

Qisha was also drunk. He couldn't help but swallowed when he smelled the fresh aroma of the hot pot base. He rubbed his hands and said with a shy face, "Then let's have some seafood chili oil. I like spicy food."

"Okay, your taste is similar to mine!"

Ding Ning took out two empty bowls with a smile, and then took out bottles and jars of seasonings and seafood sauce to prepare on the spot, making Qisha's eyes wide open. Damn it, it turns out that this is the correct way to open the storage ring.

He carries all the special condiments with him. How much does this guy love to eat?

So, the two old men sat on the grass and started to eat hot pot happily, sweating profusely and shouting that they were enjoying themselves.

Night slowly fell, and not far from them, Zhang Yang and others were sneaking into the village excitedly. They had long forgotten where Qisha and the other person had gone, and only wanted to kill these terrorists.

Catch them all in one fell swoop and make a huge contribution.

Little did they know that less than twenty meters away from them, two people were eating hot pot, admiring their prostrate movements, and commenting from time to time.

"Enemy attack! Ta-ta-ta!"

Suddenly, the round-faced Yulin Weiyi accidentally stepped on a dead branch, making a slight noise, but it aroused the vigilance of the terrorists patrolling nearby. The spotlight suddenly shone at them, and the round-faced Yulin Weiyi was immediately at a loss.

Escaped and exposed to the light, the terrorists shouted warnings loudly and without hesitation picked up their submachine guns and started shooting wildly.

The round-faced Yu Linwei was about to cry, but he never expected that these terrorists would be so vigilant. They rolled on the ground and jumped behind a tree like cunning rabbits.

"Trash, you really succeed more than you fail!"

When Zhang Yang saw that the sneak attack plan failed, he couldn't help but cursed angrily. He didn't bother to hide his whereabouts anymore, so he took out his gun and fired a burst. The terrorist who was shouting a warning fell down in response, with a bloody hole on his forehead.

"This guy's shooting skills are really good!"

Ding Ning admired sincerely.

Qisha curled his lips: "The distance is not even fifty meters. If he can't hit again, he won't be worthy of being a Yulin Guard."

As the first terrorist was killed, gunfire erupted immediately. Zhang Yang was the first to bear the brunt. He and his four men formed a triangular battle formation. They kept moving in curves in the hail of bullets to avoid the gunfire. From time to time, he raised his hand and fired.

A terrorist will inevitably be killed and the killing begins.

"boom!"

A grenade thrown by a terrorist was thrown from a distance, and by chance it exploded not far from Ding Ning. Although the formation had the function of sound insulation and isolating sight, it had no function of blocking the explosion. A pile of broken soil was mixed with broken grass.

The leaves fell into the hot pot and both of them were disgraced.

"MD, you can't eat this hot pot."

Ding Ning put away the hot pot and shabu-shabu dishes, shook his head to get rid of the crumbs, and said angrily.

"Hey, I haven't had enough of it yet. These people are really going too far. They throw grenades around and hit a lot of flowers and plants."

Qisha reluctantly put the chopsticks in his mouth and said angrily: "How about going to fuck them?"

"Don't worry, you haven't had dessert after dinner? You won't be full even if you just eat hot pot!"

Ding Ning slowly took out two more pieces of cake and handed one to Qi Sha, along with two cups of steaming milk, and then continued to take out apples, bananas, oranges, dragon fruit, grapes...

Qisha was numbed by him. He drank milk and ate fruit without rejecting anyone who came. He also looked at Ding Ning with very strange eyes, as if he was wondering if this guy was transformed into a Doraemon and why he was doing all kinds of weird things.
Chapter completed!