"Old Wang!"
"Brother!"
The sudden enthusiasm was a bit overwhelming for Wang Ji. A group of black-armored warriors, each weighing a thousand or eight hundred pounds, came one by one to hug him, piling him up on top of each other like a human pyramid.
The tired yet excited smiles on their faces made Wang Jicai realize how many people his actions had moved.
It took them a while to let him go, and they all looked at him with smiles.
"Who just secretly kissed me?" Wang Ji exaggeratedly wiped his face.
"We can rule out Mengmeng first," Cheng Yaowen said after a moment's thought.
“Yeah, yeah…” Zhao Xin nodded seriously: “At least leave one for us.”
“This time I’m on Yaowen’s side,” Liu Chuang said.
"Huh?" Rui Mengmeng was a little confused and quickly waved her hands: "No...it wasn't me."
“It’s me…” Zhao Xin walked towards Wang Ji with some sadness: “Old Wang, I admit your heroic figure has touched my heart, but I can’t deceive myself…”
"Get lost!" Wang Ji kicked him.
After laughing and joking for a while, Wang Ji carefully examined the injuries of the others. Apart from Ge Xiaolun, the others seemed to be fine, but they were severely depleted of energy and quite tired.
Moreover, Ge Xiaolun's injuries are recovering rapidly, and it seems that they have already healed.
"Where are Monkey King and Sister Na?" Zhao Xin suddenly asked listlessly. "Are we done fighting? I've been through so many life-or-death situations... Shouldn't we retreat?"
“I don’t know,” Wang Ji shrugged. “When I flew back, I saw they were still over there. There were no more enemies, so I headed straight for you…”
As he spoke, he suddenly frowned, then immediately took Qilin and flew away.
"What's wrong?" Everyone looked at each other in confusion.
...
"Ahhh!!!" A hoarse, angry shout reached Wang Ji's ears.
Upon landing on the ground, his eyes instantly turned icy cold.
"I told you, I have even greater abilities! They're perfect for you!!!"
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