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Chapter 982 The Prodigal Son Song Ming

He took the person to the restaurant and ordered twelve dishes. Before the dishes were served, he saw Ning Lang sitting down and looked hungry. He scooped the rice and started eating it in big mouthfuls, not even bothering to talk to the two of them.

Fengjiu and Duan Ye looked at each other and sat down at the table. The two of them were drinking only and didn't eat much. Until half an hour later, Ning Lang breathed a sigh of relief and finally put down his chopsticks.

"I'm full," Feng Jiu asked with a smile.

"Full."

He touched his stomach, burped and said, "This is the most full and fragrant meal I have ever eaten." As soon as the voice fell, he paused slightly. He looked at the two of them and said, "I thought you were gone, and I thought you would have to be sold to a small house. Those people, I told them that I was from the Ning family, and told them that my family was as rich as a country, but they didn't believe it."

As he said that, he was worried again: "The things on me were stolen by those people."

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiu glanced at him and then threw a Qiankun bag to him: "Your things are here, okay, just eat and leave. It's been delayed here for several days."

Ning Lang was stunned. When he opened it, he couldn't help but be surprised: "It's really my baby, how could it be with you?"

He wanted to ask, but he saw that Yijiu and Duan Ye had already gone out, and even the little white pet had already followed him. At that moment, he quickly put away the Qiankun bag and followed him down.

After the three of them left the city gate, they threw out their magic weapons and flew to the next second-class country. About two days later, they came to a town in another country adjacent to Cang Kingdom.

"Aren't you going to the Hell Mountains? Why did you come here?" Ning Lang followed Feng Jiu and looked at him in a leisurely manner in red, feeling a little confused.

The more he thought about it these two days, the more he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't think of something wrong. It was him who saved him, but his things would be there.

They arrived at the inn together. He also knew that Feng Jiu and Duan Ye had not gone out at that time, so naturally they could not find someone to deal with him at that time. But after thinking about it, he still felt like he had planned.<>

However, due to his coldness, he did not dare to ask about this again.

"Come here to find someone, Song Ming." Fengjiu said, and entered the city with them. Looking at the prosperity and excitement of the city, her eyes fell on a tea stall in front of her.

"Go to have a cup of tea first"

The two of them followed her, and Xiao Tunyun obediently followed her. When she came to the tea stall, she also had some small refreshments to eat in addition to the tea.

"Why do you want to find Song Ming, he is a slut, and he likes beauty if you don't do your job all day long." Ning Lang curled his lips. He had never had a close relationship with Song Ming, but he had heard of his reputation. He can be said to be a gangster from a wealthy family.

Duan Ye knew the identity of Fengjiu's mentor, and had known about coming to find Song Ming for a long time, so he didn't feel anything. Song Ming had never had a close relationship with him, but he often heard of him in the academy and paid attention to him, just because the two-star academy listed him, Ning Lang, Song Ming and Luo Fei as the four major thorns of the academy. No tutor dared to teach them, and no one dared to offend them.

Therefore, he asked someone to investigate and knew that the other three were like his Duan family. In addition to having strong power here, there were also families in the Eight Great Empires. After reading it, remember: it is convenient to watch it next time, or.
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