The long sword was put away, and the sturdy figure turned around: "Master, you can go now."
Feng Jiu nodded and was about to take a step forward when she saw Ning Lang beside her jump forward excitedly and pick up the Qiankun bags and other things from the people on the ground. Seeing this, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly and she couldn't help but want to hold her forehead.
This kid is still like this. I want to ask, which Jindan cultivator would care about such a small thing? Which Jindan cultivator would be as greedy as him
"Ning Lang, you didn't seem to do anything, do you have the nerve to take it?" She said casually, watching the smile on his lips stiffen, and he looked up at her embarrassedly.
"Hey, I don't want to keep myself here! I'm just counting the spoils for Xi Shan, right?" He said, and gave all the things he got from those casual cultivators to Xi Shan: "Here, here you go! Keep it well."
“This…” Xie Shan wanted to refuse, but then he heard his master’s voice.
"Take it! Didn't the mercenaries take all your stuff? It's a good opportunity to buy some more so you don't end up empty-handed."
"Yes, thank you, master." He responded and then took the thing.
"At least I helped you count, why don't you thank me?" Ning Lang said with a snort.
"Thank you too, Mr. Ning." Xi Shan bowed with a smile.
“That’s more like it.” Ning Lang finally smiled, looking at the space ahead, then at Feng Jiu: “Shall we go over here the same way we came here before?”
"Yeah, that's fine." Fengjiu nodded.
Song Ming on the side came out with a smile: "Watch me." He came to the side and followed the method they used to come over, shooting arrows at the other party and holding the rope for assistance.
Soon, several people walked over the rope one after another. After they all came to the other side, Song Ming took back the rope, and the group continued to move forward in the night until they left the place at dawn.
"Ah! The sun is out, and we are out too. I am not missing any limbs, and I have earned a lot of good things. I am so happy."
Ning Lang opened his arms wide, looked up to the sky and cheered loudly, his fat body running up and down the mountain path, his whole body filled with unconcealable joy, which made people smile when they saw him.
Fengjiu chuckled and said, "Not only are you not missing any arms or legs, but you've probably gained weight. Don't you notice that your belly is bulging again?" She glanced down and her eyes fell on his round belly.
Hearing this, the people around her also laughed. Ning Lang looked down, touched his belly, and grinned: "Hehe, my mother said that the belly is for wealth. My belly is fat again, which just means that I have made a lot of money recently, hahaha!"
"Nonsense." Duan Ye shook his head, thinking that he was just talking nonsense.
"That's right, we earn less than you? Why don't our bellies appear as round as yours? You're fat so you're making excuses. What's there to hide?" Luo Fei also chuckled and stared at his round belly jokingly.
Seeing this, Song Ming waved his hand and said with a smile: "Alright, alright, let's not talk about him. If he wasn't fat, how could he be called Xiaopang? Don't you think so? Hahaha."