After hearing Bai Luan's explanation, Murong Ningyue understood, but soon Murong Ningyue asked again: "Since there are so many masters in this Jiuyin City, why don't they help solve those alien races?"

Bai Luan smiled bitterly at this time, "The alien races are all the civilians who go out to sea to fish. As for the real strong men, they will not provoke them casually. As for these masters, they will not care about the lives and deaths of those civilians. They will not be so kind-hearted!"

Although Bai Luan said this easily, Murong Ningyue couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that no matter what plane he was in, no one would care about the life and death of the weak. Although Murong Ningyue felt pity, she could do nothing.

Under Ning Zhiyuan's leadership, everyone quickly entered the city lord's mansion. Although Ning Zhiyuan was the city lord, he was indeed extremely enthusiastic about Murong Ningyue and others. At this time, the banquet had been set up and was waiting for everyone to join the table.

After Murong Ningyue and others took the banquet, Ning Zhiyuan kept toasting enthusiastically, but Wu Sancong and others were very used to this, and they all drank large cubes of meat without any scruples.

Seeing that Murong Ningyue and Bai Luan were still a little restrained, Wu Sancong couldn't help but smile and said, "What are you two standing there? The city lord has treated us so warmly. Just eat and drink. We will set off for Beihai early tomorrow morning. At that time, you will have no chance to eat these good things!"

Murong Ningyue frowned when she heard what Wu Sancong said. When he heard what Wu Sancong said, it seemed that this meal was their last big meal. Murong Ningyue didn't know that this was indeed the thought in Wu Sancong and others.

Tomorrow we will go to Beihai to deal with those alien races. Those alien races are already strong, and Beihai is their home place. It would be fine if we didn’t meet those alien races, but once we meet these people, we will never be opponents of alien races.

Anyway, it’s a dead end, so it’s better to have a big meal on the last day. Even if you die at the hands of a foreigner, you’ll be a full devil. It’s better than being hungry even if you die.

It was not until the group of people were drunk that they finally returned to their rooms to rest. Murong Ningyue and Bai Luan also returned to their rooms. After Murong Ningyue returned to their rooms, she still couldn't fall asleep.

Through the previous reactions of Wu Sancong and others, Murong Ningyue also realized the danger of this mission. It seemed to be a little more dangerous than Murong Ningyue had imagined before, but Murong Ningyue would not accept her fate like Wu Sancong and others.

Even though Murong Ningyue's current cultivation level is only a small six-star mortal, and even worse than the spirit priest Wu Sancong, Murong Ningyue will not sit still and wait for death when she knows the danger. Murong Ningyue has experienced even more dangerous moments before, but she still survived it. Although the encirclement and suppression of alien races is full of crisis, it is not without any chance.

After thinking about it, Murong Ningyue couldn't help but smile bitterly. Now it seems that the only way is to ask for help, and Murong Ningyue can invite only that person on this day and the mainland.

In fact, Murong Ningyue herself has long missed Ye Yaorao very much, but Murong Ningyue knew that Ye Yaorao must be working hard to improve her cultivation now, so Murong Ningyue did not want to disturb Ye Yaorao easily.
Chapter completed!