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Chapter 86: The Golden Mother Pocket

"Wow...hehehe..." The sign laughter of the old green robe that could stop Ye'er crying kept coming out from above my head. The gloomy atmosphere changed the faces of everyone around me. Even if the calm Nan Jindongjian was still panicked for a moment. I laughed proudly, grabbed the golden mother's pocket, revealing my true form.

Then everyone came up with a smirk and spanked each other, and their flattery towards me also went up to a higher level. What is the person who the Lord of the Palace is thinking the most is the Green Robe of Baiman!'; The Lord of the Palace is of extraordinary taste and strives to be the most fierce person in Shushan!'; The Lord of the Palace is ever-changing, so it is better to turn into a woman to take a bath in the hot springs of Qinghai!' and so on, and so on, and the horror atmosphere I just created disappeared immediately.

Taking advantage of this gap, Tu Qizhi and Nan Jin and Dongjian each divided the remaining magic weapons, and the harvest was not small, so they looked happy. After a while, the rest of the people dispersed.

"This is not bad. After some incidents, our subordinates got along well, and I have a little more confidence in defending Ziyun Palace." Nan Jin Dongjian was the most clever. When he saw the scene was silent, he immediately opened the topic.

Tu Qizhi nodded. He and Nan Jin Dongjian were both leaders of a gang. Although the sect was a little smaller, the situation in the future was hard to say, especially now that they have gained a lot of benefits. Using this as a call may not make the gang prosperous. However, the biggest consideration is to do their own things or merge them to form a new gang. Everyone is thinking about it.

I don't have the doubts of the two of them. The legions of monsters under my command are loyal and powerful. In terms of practical experience, several players are not as good as the ability of ordinary monsters under my command, so I don't care about this kind of problem.

"There is a worst plan and the best plan right now. Which one do you want to hear?" Nan Jin Dongjian and Tu Qizhi immediately cheered up and looked at me.

"The three forces of our group have a total of more than 10,000 people, and the spirit beasts and birds of Ziyun Palace scattered on all levels are about 10,000. Their strength is the most powerful. However, everyone must have heard of what Ziyun Palace is. The Shushan Gang and the Game Union will not let our wishes be achieved smoothly, so in the days to come, one after another, continuous battles will surely appear day by day. Mature players, such as you and me, should be able to live with support, but what about other players? The benefits are not divided, and they will have to face such a protracted and tragic battle. Will they persist? If I don't say it, everyone should understand." Nan and Tu were sincere and nodded in agreement.

"So the worst plan is that we can't even wear equipment after being resurrected, our strength has been greatly reduced, and we are forced to hand over the ownership of Ziyun Palace." Nan and Tu immediately looked like they were lost after hearing this. The ugly ones were as ugly as they were.

"Let me talk about my plan now! This is also what I came up with after I got the Golden Mother's Pocket. It may not be that beautiful. Therefore, I can modify it after listening to your opinions."

"You said, you said! It's good for us to listen."

I took out the fourth-level Chun Zhou pen and Jin Modu, and demonstrated it. The two of them were stunned and intoxicated.
Chapter completed!
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