Listening to Chen Feng's confident words, Qi Wenli couldn't help but clenched his fists.
Does this mean that he will definitely die?
Although he felt unhappy, Qi Wenli knew that Chen Feng was right.
Thinking of this, his attitude softened a bit: "Chen Feng, after all, I am also a member of the Qi family. For the sake of Mr. Qi, give me a chance."
"I promise that I will never do this kind of thing again, and I will only follow you in the future."
"Don't you want to know what they have mastered over the years?"
As expected, when he heard these words, even Chen Feng was a little moved.
Several major families have inherited it for such a long time, and the Presbyterian Church is even more superior, and it has no idea how many good things it has in its hands.
Qi Wenli felt relieved when he saw that Chen Feng was a little moved.
Don't be afraid that he is greedy, just be afraid that he is not greedy. As long as he is greedy, he will have a chance of survival.
"Chen Feng, as long as you are willing to let me go, I promise to help you find the whereabouts of those things."
"There are some rare elixirs in it, as well as some elixirs that are hard to find in the world. There are also countless magic weapons and spiritual weapons."
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Qi Wenli looked at Chen Feng expectantly, fearing that he would reject his proposal.
Of course, he didn't really surrender to Chen Feng, it was all just to survive.
As long as he can survive, there are many opportunities to deal with Chen Feng.
When the time comes, he will spit out as much as he eats. Maybe he can also take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune.
Chen Feng looked at the chattering Qi Wenli, how could he not understand his little thoughts?
But it doesn't matter, Chen Feng doesn't really believe him.
"take me."
Hearing what Chen Feng said, Qi Wenli couldn't suppress a smile on his face.
"I'll take you there right now." Qi Wenli smiled, like a bastard. Where is the aloof elder's attitude from before?
People who don't know better would think that he is some kind of professional housekeeper.
When Qi Wenli took Chen Feng there, he was thinking about what to do next.
He wanted to escape, but he was not confident that he could successfully escape before Chen Feng killed him.
You must know that Dongfang Tiancheng was defeated by Chen Feng, and his cultivation level is not as good as that of Dongfang Battlefield.
Squinting his eyes and glancing at Chen Feng behind him, Qi Wenli was wondering if there was anything useful in the treasure house.
After thinking about it for a long time, Qi Wenli's eyes lit up: "Just use this thing."
After making the decision, Qi Wenli looked at Chen Feng with a hint of sympathy.
In his heart, Chen Feng is now a fool who is about to die without knowing it, and is even complacent.
Chen Feng didn't care what Qi Wenli was thinking, as long as he could take him there.
He is going to die in the end anyway.
Looking at the aggrieved little black snake wrapped around his wrist, Chen Feng couldn't help but poke it and feed it a piece of elixir.
This time, thanks to the help of the little black snake, otherwise he would not have won so easily.
Of course, Chen Feng underestimated his enemy this time. He felt that in a place with such thin spiritual energy in the secular world, there could not be anyone with similar strength to him.
It's not surprising that Chen Feng thinks so. Even in a place like the Xuan Realm, where the aura is much higher than that of the secular world, there aren't many people with similar cultivation levels to Chen Feng, let alone here.
Unfortunately, Chen Feng forgot one thing.
That's how many years have they been practicing in Dongfang Tiancheng?
And these big families have been passed down for so long, how could they not leave anything to their descendants?