The war was over, and all the disciples of the Butian Pavilion who had been sent out before were brought back and cried with joy. Many of them had no relatives and had already regarded the Butian Pavilion as their home. Seeing that the Butian Pavilion was still standing in the wilderness, they were happy from the bottom of their hearts.
"Senior Ji Ling, did you enjoy it this time?" Ryan Shi came up and asked with a smile.
Ji Ling is stronger than him and has a good personality, so Ryan Shi will naturally not be stingy in calling him senior. When they are at the same level, they can call each other equals.
"Yes, I was about to die before, but I had been enduring it, planning to delay the death of a few venerables. This time, I will kill them with pleasure!" The sacrificial spirit laughed.
"The Butian Pavilion will never forget your kindness to it. If you are in trouble in the future, I will do my best to help you."
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