Two hours passed, and no one passed by.

Everyone has had an experience, and they are not in a hurry, they are all waiting patiently.

Emperor Tian paid off, after another two hours, a group of Zhengqi Sect disciples came over.

Zhang Junjun felt the opposite team, and his eyes suddenly focused. There were two warriors of the ninth level of martial arts in this team, and there were more people than them.

When the team walked in, everyone realized the strength of this team of Zhengqi sect disciples, and immediately shut up and waited for them to walk over.

"Don't find us, don't find us!"

Everyone prayed silently.

"Who?" A martial artist on the ninth floor of Zhengqi sect martial arts shouted loudly, "Someone is there!"

Immediately, all the righteous disciples drew their weapons and looked at the hiding place of Qin Ming and others.

A figure rushed out quickly and ran towards the distance.

Qin Ming took a closer look and found that this person was Zhang Junjun.

Good guy, Zhang Jun turned out to be a hypocrite, he left everyone here when he was in danger, and ran away first.

"Run!" Qin Ming yelled and rushed out.

"Kill!" All the disciples of the Righteousness Sect also reacted and killed them one after another.

Qin Ming pulled Song Yiyi who had jumped out and ran towards the distance.

Song Zhou's speed was far behind Qin Ming's, and it was Qin Ming who led him to run.

There was a lot of shouting and killing behind him, and the disciples of the Righteousness Sect did not chase the fast-moving Qin Ming, but chose the Qixin Sect disciple who was behind Qin Ming.

"Thank you, Qin Ming, you ran so fast!" Song Zhou, gasping for breath, thanked a tree.

"You have helped me so much, I should help you!" Qin Ming laughed.

Song Zhou waved his hand and said, "It's different. If I help you, I'm helping myself, but in the situation just now, you were saving my life. How can this compare?"

Qin Ming patted Song Zhou on the shoulder, but did not speak.

"How many ran out just now?" Song Zhou asked.

Among those people, several were members of his former team, and they had a very good relationship with him.

Qin Ming said, "Most of them didn't run away, they were entangled!"

"Hey..." Song Zhou said with a sigh, "It's all Zhang Junjun, if we don't run first, we won't suffer heavy losses."

Zhang Junjun's early escape prepared the Zhengqi sect on the opposite side, which greatly reduced the number of people they could escape successfully.

"What are your plans?" Qin Ming asked.

For the rest, Qin Ming didn't care at all.

They didn't have friendship with Qin Ming, they just used each other, and they died when they died.

"What else can you plan, let's go back to the sect!" Song Zhou sighed, "Everyone is dead, even if you want to join the war, you have no chance."

Qin Ming took off the head behind him, handed it to Song Zhou and said, "This is for you. You dropped the loot when you ran away. If you don't return the loot, you will be deducted 500 contributions."

"What about you?" Song Zhou asked instead.

Qin Ming smiled and said, "I won't go back, you also know my speed is fast, believe me if I want to run, no one can keep me.

I still want to stay and join the war, so I can contribute more! "

"Thank you, brother, thank you!" Song Zhou took the head handed to him by Qin Ming and said repeatedly.

Although he wanted to go back, he didn't have any contribution deduction. The head that Qin Ming gave him was a timely gift.

Qin Ming patted Song Zhou on the shoulder again, and walked towards the distance.

"Brother, after the matter is over, I'll buy you a drink!" Song Zhou shouted.

Qin Ming waved his hand and walked away without looking back.