Chapter 1709 Sneak Attacker

Although after this battle, the city guards and practitioners of Yuanshan City also suffered many casualties.

But how can there be no casualties in a war?

After getting used to seeing life and death, of course you have to remember the dead, but more importantly, you have to consider the living.

The dead sleep in the earth forever, but the living have to move on.

"Master Qi, everyone from the Feiyan Chamber of Commerce has stayed in Yuanshan City, and no one has left."

As soon as Li Congrong saw Qi Le, he immediately spoke out.

"Thanks a lot."

Qi Le nodded.

"Don't worry, this matter is not only the matter of Mr. Qi, but also the matter of Yuanshan City."

"It's all because of that guy that Yuanshan City suffered such a huge loss. He deserves to be severely punished."

When Li Congrong talked about this, he gritted his teeth.

If it weren't for Qi Lezai and if Gu Ke didn't lend a helping hand this time, Yuanshan City would have been destroyed by this wave of monsters. No one could withstand the attack of the purple electric spirit dragon.

"By the way, Mr. Qi, I don't know what kind of improved laser light it is..."

Li Congrong said, suddenly remembering this matter.

"For the improved version of laser light, City Master Li should go to Bu Yuyan. I have already handed everything over to her."

Qi Le waved his hand and interrupted Li Congrong's words.

Now that you have chosen an agent for yourself, there is no need to get involved in these things.

Otherwise, when Qi Le leaves this world and returns to the Northern Mountains, Bu Yuyan has not managed the vending point well, and there will be a problem.

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Somewhere in this world, in an extremely luxurious mansion.

An old man with white beard and hair was sitting on the main seat of the hall, his head slightly lowered, his fingers intertwined, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the main hall, there was a young man kneeling on one knee, his head lowered, not daring to look directly at the old man.

The young man's black attire was already stained with blood. His body was swaying a little and his breath was unstable. It was obvious at first glance that he was seriously injured.

However, the old man above the main seat did not pay attention.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed to be frozen, no one moved and there was no sound.

It wasn't until a long while that the old man slowly raised his head and looked at the young man.

"You have been waiting for so long, but you still failed. Why?"

The old man's voice was old and deep, with a little bit of imperceptible anger, and he asked slowly.

"I underestimated the combat power of the purple electric spirit dragon. I didn't expect it to explode with such powerful power in the end. I deserve death."

The young man lowered his head deeply, not daring to refute, but just confessed.

Listening to the meaning of the words, there is no doubt that this young man is the hero-level powerhouse who attacked the purple electric spirit dragon before.

However, even a hero-level strongman still had to bow before this old man.

This is enough to show the high status of this old man.

"How dare you look down on a semi-pure-blooded dragon? You will receive your punishment later," the old man snorted coldly, "If it weren't for your contribution over the years, this alone would be enough to destroy you!"

"Yes! Thank you very much for your kindness! I am so grateful!"

When the young man heard this, he felt relieved and thanked him quickly.

"Where's that thing?"

The old man ignored the young man's thanks and continued to ask.