Song Ming returned to the bottom of the mountain and walked out of Baiyun Mountain, and then made a phone call to the patrol captain and asked them to come over and clean up the mess.

Taking advantage of the night, everyone followed behind Song Ming, not knowing where Song Ming was going, and finally Song Ming walked a distance and saw a hot pot restaurant, so he walked in.

"If you're hungry, eat first." Song Ming sat at the dinner table, and the waiter came over to introduce Song Ming to the dishes, Song Ming didn't pay much attention to it, and he didn't know what they liked to eat.

So, Song Ming looked around at these people and asked, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at the dishes and said, "I can do it." ”

"Mr. Song, the two of us can eat everything, it doesn't matter." Li Jinglin and He Tianhu smiled and said to Song Ming.

"What about you?" Song Ming looked at Zhou Yisheng's master and apprentice, and the master and apprentice glanced at each other, and said that they could eat anything.

Song Ming said to the waiter: "Then let's have a copy." ”

"Huh? Really Fake Sir? The waiter obviously didn't believe that Song Ming could give that money, and was a little hesitant.

"Swipe it, the password 123456." Song Ming took out a bank card that was the exclusive bank card of the dragon team captain given to him by Zhang Lao, the wealth in it was unimaginable, the waiter saw Song Ming take out the bank card, and immediately took it to the front desk to swipe the card, but he didn't expect it to be really swiped.

The waiter took the card with trembling hands, slowly handed it over, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said, "This will serve you food, please drink tea and wait for a while." ”

Song Ming put the card away and nodded.

The waiter's attitude at this time immediately turned 180 degrees.

Money, that's a good thing.

"Do you drink?" Song Ming knocked on the dining table and asked, now he learned that almost all of them were drinking, and Song Ming asked the waiter to bring a few bottles of Moutai over.

Soon, the dishes were delivered one by one.

Song Ming said, let's eat.

Immediately, regardless of the image, he took chopsticks and ate heavily, he didn't eat dinner, and he consumed so much true qi, and it would be too much of a loss if he didn't eat something to make up for it.

Cheng Xiaoyu was also hungry, so he also picked up chopsticks and ate them.

Especially Hetianhu and Li Jinglin, they are crazy about eating.

Both of them rely on their bodies to become masters of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, which is almost the same as sanctification of the physical body, the two of them have good physical fitness, but they also eat a lot.

Soon, the table was swept away.

Some of the people who were eating in the hot pot restaurant widened their eyes when they saw this scene, and some couldn't believe it, these people are monsters, right? It's too edible, isn't it?

After eating, everyone sat down in their chairs as if they were enjoying themselves.

"Dugu, you will follow the immortal in the future...... Mr. Song, got it? Don't waste my efforts. Zhou Yisheng warned Jiu Dugu.

"Yes, I know the master, I will definitely follow Mr. Song well." Jiu Dugu's eyes were very sincere.

Follow me?

Song Ming shook his head and smiled, and after taking off the toothpick on his mouth, he said, "You don't need to follow me, I have always liked to be alone, I came to you to let you do your part and help us fight against Lucifer in Mizhou, and of course, the group of people in the Evil God Prison."

When the matter is completed, you will come back to take care of your master, and I will not keep you by my side longer. ”

Follow Song Ming? It's not just lip service.

Thinking that Song Ming was in the fairy world, some royal nobles wanted Song Ming to lead their princes, but Song Ming didn't bird them.

Song Ming was helpless in that world, he would not believe in anyone, except for the two old immortals in Yingzhou, and Jiuying.

"But......" Zhou Yisheng still wanted to say something, Song Ming raised his hand to stop it, Song Ming stood up and said: "Since you have seen the old drunkard, then it is the fate between the two of us, I will guarantee that your apprentice will save his life on the battlefield when the time comes, so that he can send you to the end, follow me or something, forget it." ”

"Okay, why don't you thank Mr. Song?" Zhou Yisheng glanced at Jiudugudao.

"Thank you, Mr. Song." Jiu Dugu lowered his head and said.

The time was almost up, and everyone was leaving.

It was impossible to leave the demon capital today, so Song Ming decided to go to the hotel and sleep for the night.

Song Ming opened several rooms for them, one room for Li Jinglin and He Tianhu, one room for Cheng Xiaoyu himself, one room for Jiu Dugu and Zhou Yisheng, and one room for Song Ming himself.

After each went back to their rooms.

Song Ming took a comfortable bath, lay on the bed, and stretched.

took out his somewhat worn-out mobile phone and saw that there were many messages sent to him by Xu Zhien on WeChat.

It was basically good morning, good afternoon, and good night, telling Song Ming to pay attention to safety, pay attention to his body, and also shared with Song Ming the results of his cultivation with Liu Ruyan and Chen Wenyan.

In the past few days, Xu Zhien told Song Ming that he seemed to be a little more powerful than before, and Liu Ruyan and the others also vaguely felt the existence of qi.

Song Ming couldn't help but smile when he looked at this information, it seemed that Xu Zhien had reached the dual realm of quenching, and Liu Ruyan and Chen Wenyan had also begun to enter the threshold of cultivation.

So, Song Ming replied with a few messages to Xu Zhien, and then Song Ming felt that this was boring, so he called Xu Zhien.

Xu Zhien, who was far away in Beijing, watched TV series with Chen Wenyan and Liu Ruyan in the room.

Suddenly, Xu Zhien's mobile phone rang.

"Zhi'en, do you want me?"

"Ah, it's Song Ming."

After Xu Zhien connected, he found that Song Ming was also a little excited to the stage of incoherentness, and he slowed down for a long time before saying, "I don't want to, you ignored me when I sent you a message, hum." ”

It seems that the little girl is angry.

"Gee, isn't that busy? I don't have time to look at my phone, I'm sorry. Song Ming hurriedly comforted him and told Xu Zhien some things that had happened in the past few days, but there were some things that Song Ming didn't say.

The two chatted like this for dozens of minutes before reluctantly hanging up.

After Song Ming hung up, he put his mobile phone on the head of the bed, smoked a cigarette, closed his eyes cross-legged, and ran the Great Zhou Tian to improve his cultivation.

On the other hand.

Cheng Dieyuan and Huang Haishan ran a long way before they stopped, and the two were so tired that they were out of emptiness, for fear that Song Ming and they would catch up.

As everyone knows, Song Ming will not chase them, but run to eat hot pot.

"They're not going to catch up, are they?" Huang Haishan sat down under a tree, panting.

"Probably not, that person is too strong, I want to talk about it." Cheng Dieyuan also sat on the ground, panting.

……

In the prison cell of the Evil Spirit.

Long Aotian was locked with a huge iron rope, and Niu Bao, Mao Xiaofang, and Omega were not much better, and they were covered with wounds all over their bodies, and they were all scarred.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came, and the Evil God Prison Master stood at the door of the prison, looking at Long Aotian and the others.