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Chapter 95 Unifying the Disaster Prison

Chapter 95 Unifying the Disaster Prison Territory

Author: It’s raining so hard

Chapter 95 Unifying the Disaster Prison Territory

evening.

When Zheng Jingjing came back, she found her father sitting on the sofa, in a daze.

"dad."

She called out, but the other party didn't hear her.

"Dad?" she called again as she approached.

Only then did Zheng Rong come back to his senses, but his expression was a little dazed.

"Back?"

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"No, I'm just a little tired."

"Are you tired?"

Zheng Jingjing looked at her father and felt something was wrong.

When did it start?

Yesterday or today?

It probably started yesterday, when I suddenly asked about cousin Xia Yu, and today I also asked for cousin Xia Yu.

He said he wanted to buy a knife.

She didn't know what happened to this knife, but it was certainly not simple.

After hesitating for a moment, she said: "Dad, have you bought the knife?"

Hearing this, Zheng Rong smiled and said, "I bought it."

"Is there anything unhappy about that?" Zheng Jingjing asked doubtfully.

"This knife is very expensive." Zheng Rong felt helpless.

The price hasn't been calculated yet, but I'm no longer safe.

Although the other party will try their best, it is unknown how they will do it.

But he always remembered the camouflage boots.

Of course, there will also be reading under the moonlight tonight.

"Can't our family afford it?" Zheng Jingjing didn't believe it.

Although she didn't know this, she knew that her family was rich.

"I can afford it." Zheng Rong calmed down and said:

"Your mother should have received your brother and is ready to have dinner."

"Okay." Zheng nodded quietly.

After meal.

Zheng Rong came to the study and sat down, with the books placed on the table.

The scenery here is nice, but the moonlight is not here.

Going to the balcony.

It's about nine o'clock in the evening.

He came to the balcony.

The family was still watching TV, and he sat on the balcony watching the moonlight.

There are some flowers and plants here with a delicate fragrance.

Then he opened the book in his hand and began to read.

He couldn't understand the words inside, so he could only keep reading it. After a while, he read it.

Probably in the middle, he saw a card.

"What's going on?"

He was certain that he had looked through this book before and there was nothing in it.

Not only that, I just saw it in the room.

Because I want to know if there is any difference with Moonlight.

No matter which time, there are absolutely no cards.

And now this card seems to appear out of thin air.

The more this happened, the more worried he became.

Because books are great, it means that the things that seek books are also more terrifying.

Taking out the card, Zheng Rong found a figure on it.

A figure of a monk sitting cross-legged, his body exuding a faint golden light.

"This is?"

He felt a familiar feeling when he looked at the figure, but he wasn't sure.

After hesitating for a long time, he sent a photo to Xu Jian.

Hope to get the answer.

"Visualize the figure, ascetic." The other person replied the message as quickly as possible.

Looking at the first four words, Zheng Rong froze on the spot.

His eyes felt a little moist for a moment, and it turned out that he felt this way again.

An opportunity he had dreamed of as a young man.

After the failure, he tried his best to get it.

Later, time smoothed away his unwillingness, and he got married and had children.

Now, because of a knife, he got this opportunity.

"No wonder you can only buy this knife if you are destined to do so."

How can such an opportunity exist?

If you don't have the consciousness of thought, why should you get this thing?

Sighing, he said to himself:

"This knife is too expensive, no wonder he wants to give it to me on credit."

Soon his cell phone rang again: "Don't worry yet, I will go find you tomorrow to help you."

Just a few words made Zheng Rong feel huge waves in his heart.

But he was a little worried about the impact if the books were taken away from him.

Doesn’t that betray your friend’s trust?

Soon, he stopped thinking about it.

Maybe it's greed.

He doesn't want to give up.

However, the books will be handed over to the person who entrusted them.

Endless Gobi.

Xu Youyan was sitting in a simple room. The sandstorm outside almost covered the place, but a temporary stone path was built in front of his door that could connect to the underground shelter.

It is also much more convenient to transport resources in this way.

Although sand seeps into the passage from time to time, there are always people cleaning it, so there is no problem.

On this day, Xu Youyan asked Manager Yang to bring Wei Feng.

When he saw the water, Wei Feng realized how special this gentleman was.

He had not encountered such pure water here for a long time.

But now, such water is actually given to prisoners to drink.

Just to give them a chance to work hard.

"Sir, we've brought it here." Manager Yang said respectfully.

Wei Feng also learned to salute: "I have met the master."

Xu Youyan looked at him and said with a smile: "Are you used to living here?"

"Get used to it." Wei Feng lowered his head and said quickly.

"What do you think of my place?"

"In this paradise, I am even more majestic and splendid. No sect I have seen can compare with me."

"If I ask you to die, will you go?"

"go."

Wei Feng nodded without hesitation.

Xu Youyan shook his head and sighed: "It seems you think you are very smart."

Hearing this, Wei Feng shuddered.

He quickly knelt on the ground and said, "I'm just a little scared."

Xu Youyan looked at the other party, knowing that he was not really scared.

As a mentalist, the other party is very good at finding ways to keep himself alive.

Especially when communicating.

This guy is not easy to use.

But now he has to use it.

"I remember that the mind master has an ability that can make him immune to mental influences to a certain extent. This ability can also be condensed and applied to others, right?" Xu Youyan asked.

"Yes, the ability is called Anshen." Wei Feng nodded.

"How much can you withdraw in a day?" Xu Youyan asked.

"If you have enough spiritual energy, you can extract three paths." Wei Feng replied.

"Steward Yang, when will the ring be ready?" Xu Youyan focused his attention on Steward Yang.

"About five days." Manager Yang replied.

Xu Youyan was silent for a moment and said: "Three days, I want you to repair the ring within three days.

In addition, I took Wei Feng over and put three soothing pulses into the ring every day.

Within three days, you will receive supplies of the highest standards.

So I don't want any problems."

"Yes." Manager Yang nodded quickly.

The master is not joking.

If you need it for three days, it means it is very important.

Never take it lightly.

Wei Feng also nodded in agreement.

He didn't know what was going on, but he just had to obey orders.

"How long have you been here?" Xu Youyan asked Wei Feng.

"Maybe a year or two, I can't remember exactly," Wei Feng said.

"Has anyone ever left here?"

"Some people have gone far away, but no one has left the prison of disaster."

"What if you want to leave?"

"I heard, I heard from a person that it is impossible to leave the Disaster Prison Realm. Even if there is hope, it must be after the Disaster Prison Realm is unified, but such a thing is simply impossible."

Xu Youyan leaned back and looked at the ceiling.

A smile appeared on the corner of the mouth.

Unify the disaster prison area?

It does seem impossible, but the road is made by people. If there is no road, be the first one to walk out of it.

Because he had no choice.

Others can stay here, he wants to go out.

(End of chapter)


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