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Zhong Qinglei, who already knew that he had no right to choose, sighed and lowered his head dejectedly: "Liu Zhengyang, don't look at me with that kind of eyes, although that guy in the southern district is so strong that I have a shadow, but when needed, I will still bite the bullet. Up."

After a pause, he added: "Anyway, it must be you or the head of Panmen who will fight with the southern district chief. I'll be in charge of cleaning up the little guys."

Zhong Qinglei was talking with a look of happiness on his face.

He is not strong enough, and it seems to be a good thing for him.

Liu Zhengyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Zhong Qinglei, have you found yourself changed? You were not like this before."

"No, I haven't changed, I'm still the same me." Zhong Qinglei naturally understood what Liu Zhengyang was talking about, but he firmly refused to admit it and said, "When facing an opponent who is sure to win, I can be braver than anyone else, but in the face of Not against an opponent who can't win."

"Is the Southern District Chief an invincible existence in your mind?" Liu Zhengyang asked.

"Of course." Zhong Qinglei said confidently: "Since your fellow immortal and demon, do you think how much your combat power has improved? There are very few opponents who can make you fight hard. But even so, you are not from the south. The district chief's opponent, isn't it?"

Zhong Qinglei's logic is straightforward.

He is no match for Liu Zhengyang.

So when there was an opponent that even Liu Zhengyang couldn't defeat, he chose to back down.

Because he didn't want to die in vain.

Liu Zhengyang was silent for a moment, recalling the many battles after his fellow practitioners, he had to admit that Zhong Qinglei was right.

The Southern District Chief is indeed a very special opponent.

"That's all." Liu Zhengyang shrugged and said, "I didn't expect you to fight the head of the southern district anyway."

After finishing speaking, Liu Zhengyang went directly back to Tianmen City with the Panmen Sect Master and others to refine the Immortal Pill.

For the next three days, Liu Zhengyang spent almost all of his time refining medicine pills.

It is only after the occasional batch of immortal pills that he will go to the front line to go around in circles in order to relax.

Of course, he did this in order to make the southern district governor have some scruples.

He wanted the other party to be unsure of his own movements to prevent them from raiding while he was concocting alchemy.

Three days later, Liu Zhengyang had finished refining 3,000 Immortal Pills, and took time to sleep and rest.

Handing the Immortal Pill to Xiao Qian, and letting the three thousand people preparing for the battle refine it, it took them another day.

In other words, including today, it was the fifth day that the Yuanman monks had besieged Tianmen City.

Liu Zhengyang, who had completed his work, stood on the city wall of Tianmen City and looked towards the south. He could see that Yuanman's preparation team at 800 meters away was not as calm as before, but was constantly mobilizing, obviously preparing for something. action.

This level of mobilization is impossible to hide from anyone's eyes.

They can only play conspiracy.

At the same time, the Sect Master of Panmen, Zhong Qinglei and others who received the news have also rushed to Liu Zhengyang's side.

Since Liu Zhengyang went to alchemy, the sect master of Panmen has not seen Liu Zhengyang for many days.

Now that they met again, he directly thanked him: "Mengzhu Liu, thank you very much for the immortal pill you provided."

He bowed earnestly, and one could imagine how grateful he was.

You know, he is the dignified door owner, and there are many people watching.

He bowed in public to thank him, which was a statement in itself.