"Ladies and gentlemen, these days, thanks to everyone's help, I have never liked to be verbose. Set up a dinner tonight, feast everyone, in addition, you also count the losses of your own sect and report it to our Ling Tian Zhan Sect, all the losses, our Ling Tian Zhan Sect, a piece of bag! ”

Ling Fei has never liked to owe favors to others, these sects came to help him, and many people died, so Ling Fei was not so unkind.

Regardless of whether there was a festival before, at least in the midst of danger, as a descendant of Yan and Huang, people have stood up, and Ling Fei can't lose this conscience!

Those sect leaders are all a little shy.

When the barbarians attacked, the Huaxia Xiuzhen sect had to unite to resist foreign enemies, which was a rule.

So in a sense, no matter how much you lose, others don't have to compensate, at most, please eat and drink.

But when he got to Ling Fei, he actually wanted to cover the loss!

You know, there are at least dozens of sects here!

The minimum number of people in each sect is five hundred, that is how many, thousands or even tens of thousands!

And what about the loss of the dragon group?

And there is also a top priority in this, these people are not ordinary people, but it is not a person who pays hundreds of thousands, these people, at the very least, are innate monks, and there is even no shortage of foundation building monks, even if it is a knot, there may be a few!

These people, one life, may be tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions! Ling Tian Zhan Sect, can you afford to lose?

"Sect Master Ling, no need, no need, everyone is a descendant of Yan and Huang, these are all as they should be."

Ling Fei shook his head.

"You must pay for it, it's not easy for everyone to cultivate disciples, I can't let everyone suffer because of my Ling Tian Zhan Sect's affairs. Our Ling Tian Zhan Sect doesn't have much money, the innate cultivator loses 10 million, the foundation building unification is 50 million, and the Jiedan monk is 100 million, how about it? If it's not enough, you can add more. ”

A large group of instructors suddenly turned red, their eyes widened one by one, and they waved their hands again and again.

"Enough, enough! Sect Master Ling is really wealthy! ”

At this time, almost everyone, even if they had been beaten by Ling Fei before, was in a good mood!

Who is not happy to give such a large sum of money?

Ling Fei nodded, and immediately said to the sect disciples behind him:

"Those people have been sealed by me for cultivation, you go and tap the number of people, and then go to various countries to report the news, let them take money to redeem people, no matter how deep their cultivation is, all of them are 100 million, first redeem the innate nature, then redeem the foundation, and finally the knot."

Those who were still secretly rejoicing because Ling Fei lost money, the expressions of joy on their faces suddenly petrified.

I'm going, so you're planning to ask for compensation from other countries?

And if a person has 100 million, he must start to redeem from the lowest level, and that country, for its own Jiedan monks and foundation building monks, must all of them throw money like crazy?

There are 200,000 in this one, that's 20 trillion! Compared with the little compensation lost by the major sects in Huaxia, it is really a small thing.

At this time, everyone really wants to smoke a few big mouths of themselves, damn, what kind of mouths? I knew I would have asked for a little more, but now it's good, reserved, right? Dumbfounded, right?

But you can't ask Ling Fei again, right? That's not Chi Guoguo's self slapping himself in the face? Where is this old face gone?

For a while, everyone had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears.

Ling Fei couldn't help frowning.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with you? ”

"No, no, Sect Master Ling's divine power is world-shattering, wise and powerful, how dare we be uncomfortable?"

After speaking, everyone shook their heads again and again.

Then, Ling Fei ordered the disciples of the Ling Tian War Sect to clean up the battlefield first and burn all these corpses to avoid any plague.

The disciples of the other sects also stepped forward to help.

The compensation given by Ling Fei must be at least tens of billions, and if there is money to make the devil grind, who would not do their best?

As for Ling Fei, he came to the meeting hall of the Ling Tian Battle Sect, where the Supreme Elder Ling Yun was healing his injuries.

Feeling that someone was coming, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw that it was Ling Fei, he was slightly stunned, and then, he immediately wanted to stop his exercise and was about to step forward to kowtow to Ling Fei.

Ling Fei came to his side in an instant and pressed his shoulder.

"Don't get up, continue to heal."

As he spoke, he poured a powerful and pure True Yuan into Ling Yun from the palm of his hand, Ling Yun was shocked, and immediately began to heal his injuries, and the injuries in his body healed quickly, and within ten breaths, he was safe and sound.

"Whew~!"

After he finished his work, he immediately got up and knelt down and kowtowed to Ling Fei.

"Sect Master, old and incompetent, was injured by Ling Feng's traitor, and is ashamed to teach the Sect Master, please punish the Sect Master."

As soon as Ling Fei lifted him in the void, his true qi lifted him up in the air.

"Elder Ling doesn't have to blame himself, you've done a very good job. The alliance forces of the countries outside have been defeated by me, I still have something to do, I want to go back to Jiangbei City, you go out and help me arrange the work of the disciples, count our losses, and then help arrange the food and accommodation of friends from other sects, I will trouble you. ”

"Wow. Although the sect master can rest assured, the old man will definitely do these things well. ”

"Hmm."

Ling Fei nodded, and with a little foot, his body disappeared in place in an instant.

When he returned again, he had already come to the urban area of Jiangbei City.

The city is still the same, after all, in the mountains, it is too far away from here, and in addition, the magnetic field of the cultivators is too strong, and these people can't get close, otherwise they will be in great pain, so it doesn't affect the life here.

And the reason why Ling Fei came back was that he was too worried about his family.

Those barbarians, since they knew about the Ling Tian War Sect, they would definitely know the information of his family, and they didn't know what to do with them.

However, just when Ling Fei was anxious and returned home, he saw Ling Xiaoqing swinging leisurely on the swing outside.

This made Ling Fei a little dumbfounded.

"Brother Ling Fei, are you finally back?"

Ling Xiaoqing ran over with an excited face and threw herself into Ling Fei's arms.

Ling Fei was a little surprised.

"Xiaoqing, isn't there anyone coming over these days?"

"Yes!"

Ling Xiaoqing raised his innocent face and said with wide eyes:

"There are a lot of foreigners, and there are ninjas, who want to kill people."

Ling Fei's heart tightened.

"Did they hurt you? What about them? ”

"I was beaten away by my uncle."

"Ah——?h

Ling Fei couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded again, and then he saw his well-mannered father, carrying a trash can, coming out to take out the garbage.

His pupils shrank instantly.

"Meta... Mid-infancy? ”

This... Is this still my own dad?

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