Text Chapter 347 Unequal Distribution of the Loot

After a few people retreated, Miao Yi raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose. Wisps of star blossoms floated out from the storage bracelet and breathed into his lungs. The cool and comfortable feeling quickly spread throughout his body, soothing the injuries in his body. He could feel it personally. The injury is recovering quickly, and it is worthy of being the holy healing medicine in the spiritual world.

The reason for being so secretive is not that he doesn't trust everyone, but that the Xinghua Immortal Grass is a valuable treasure in this killing place, more coveted than magic weapons. It is a life-saving fairy grass that everyone urgently needs, and he will not take it out unless he has to. Well, stay out of trouble.

After absorbing a lot of Xinghua to control his injuries, he raised his arms, and his mount and his own armor immediately turned into black mist and enveloped him. More than a dozen first-grade demon pills were thrown out for the armor to swallow and replenish energy.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to cover up, he blew another wisp of star blossom towards Hei Tan's mouth and nose. This guy was also seriously injured just now.

By the time the black mist shrouding the whole body was gathered and possessed by the armor again, the potholes on it had automatically healed.

The corpses of the beheaded ghost cultivators on the battlefield gradually turned into ashes in the sunlight, and black smoke curled up.

With renewed energy in his eyes, the black charcoal flying hooves ran towards Sikong Wuwei and others who fell to the ground. Miao Yi jumped off his mount, first cast a spell to dispel the cold air in Sikong Wuwei's body, and then walked towards Lu Siping, while Sikong Wuwei let out a dull groan. Wake up slowly.

Zhao Fei and others then came over and pulled him up.

"Sikong, how do you feel?" Zhao Fei asked.

"Damn it, what the hell, it froze me so hard that I almost lost my soul in the cold. Hey! Where are those ghost cultivators?"

"We have all killed them."

"Really? Can you block the attack of that magic weapon?"

"Thanks to the leader, the leader fought hard and was seriously injured. He single-handedly killed the ghost cultivator who controlled the magic weapon..." Everyone told the story of the previous situation, and at the same time told Sikong Wuwei that it was Miao Yi who saved him.

Sikong Wuwei looked back and saw other people and their mounts being rescued by Miao Yi's magic. One by one, they got up again and clicked their tongues in surprise, "As expected of the leader of the alliance, he was able to break that powerful magic weapon."

Miao Yi rescued the people here, then quickly mounted his horse and ran to the previous beach. There were still some people there waiting for him to rescue them, otherwise they might not be able to save them if it took too long.

Everyone was afraid that something would happen to him after he was injured. Follow together.

When I came to the beach and saw the more than 20 people who were frozen on their mounts, they were all frightened. Fortunately, the alliance leader insisted on going out to lure the enemy in person. If it were them, they might not be able to escape.

After rescuing everyone one by one, he turned back to meet up with the troops cleaning the battlefield, and together they returned to Pinghu on the top of the mountain.

Qi Xiuhong saw Miao Yi returning with blood on his lips. He was obviously injured. He was greeted with surprise, with a look of concern ready to ask.

Miao Yi waved his hand, indicating that we would talk later, as there was still business to do now.

The men and horses gathered together and began to divide the spoils again.

After a brief inventory, in this battle, hundreds of people fought against a hundred people, a few against one. The Red Scarf Alliance still lost more than 30 people, and the number of people in the early 1000s has dropped to less than 1,000. In fact, almost all of the opponent's troops are second-grade magic weapons of the same color. They are hard bones and are not as easy to chew as imagined.

However, the results of the battle are also extremely impressive. One ghost cultivator has several second-grade magic weapons on his body. In total, he has harvested more than 800 second-grade magic weapons and nearly 900 gold bracelets. It can be imagined that these ghost cultivators are in the West Xinghai has killed so many monks, and has collected a lot of first-grade magic weapons and demon elixirs, but there are still very few wish power beads.

Miao Yi only took two hundred first-grade demon pills and ten gold bracelets, and said to everyone: "I have obtained a magic weapon. You can make a set of these second-grade magic weapons for Qi Xiuhong. I don't want the other things. , you can share it.”

Qi Xiuhong hesitated and wanted to refuse, but when she saw Miao Yi's eyes and shook his head slightly, she had no choice but to remain silent.

Although Qi Xiuhong had been deliberately keeping a distance from Miao Yi, Miao Yi had slept with her after all, and slept with her more than once. As long as they were still together in the future, she would definitely sleep with her again. It was impossible to pretend that nothing had happened.

The meaning of Miao Yi's words was also very obvious. The Xuanyin Mirror belonged to him.

Everyone has selfish motives. Many people murmur in their hearts that your treasure is worth a hundred treasures. If you give me that treasure, I don’t need other treasures.

Everyone has seen the power of the Xuanyin Mirror. With this treasure in hand, the probability of surviving in Xingxiu Sea will be greatly increased. No one will not want it.

However, it is obvious that there is only one Xuan Yin Mirror, and it can only be given to one person. There is not so much to share with everyone, and this treasure was taken by Miao Yi himself by killing the enemy. Moreover, Miao Yi is the leader of the alliance. Apart from Miao Yi, Yi is qualified to have this treasure, but the Red Scarf Alliance cannot find a second person. If it falls into the hands of others, the Red Scarf Alliance is afraid that there will be internal strife.

Despite this, no one readily agreed and remained silent. The key point is that the power of the Xuan Yin Mirror is so coveted. Who doesn’t want to get it with some strength?

Many people have already made up their minds. If the situation becomes tense, they may be able to find a fair way, even if it is to draw lots. Maybe there is still a chance that it will fall into their hands. If it really does not fall into their hands, Forget it then, we can't give up as easily as now.

Miao Yi glanced at everyone coldly and sneered in his heart. It is true that people feel sad when faced with interests. If I hadn't risked my life and fought hard this time, would you still have a chance to share things here?

What's more, there was no reason for him to give up the Xuan Yin Mirror due to circumstances or reason. Miao Yi had learned something today.

Sikong Wuwei knew what everyone was thinking, so he directly summoned the long ax in his hand, slowly drove the dragon colt in front of Miao Yi, and laughed heartily to everyone: "There is only one piece of this treasure, which is not enough, let alone the leader of the alliance. What I took with my own hands will naturally belong to the alliance leader. I have no objection to the alliance leader’s words. I’ll be the first to give up. Let’s stop talking about it. This is settled!”

Looking at the arrogant way he was wielding the long ax in his hand, it sounded like someone wouldn't agree to pass me first.

Zhao Fei immediately nodded and said: "I agree." He also drove Longju and stood together with Sikong Wuwei.

Other leaders, look at me and I look at you.

At this point, when things had developed to this point, although Qi Xiuhong didn't know what was going on, she could tell that it was an 'unequal distribution of the spoils'. It seemed that Miao Yi had a treasure that everyone coveted.

Qi Xiuhong felt something was wrong. Uneven distribution of spoils was the most likely cause of trouble and internal strife. She didn't know how many people had fallen into this matter.

Sikong Wuwei looked around and saw that everyone still didn't want to give up the treasure. There was a kind of smoldering anger in his eyes. He suddenly broke out. He waved his ax in his hand, pointed it at Lu Siping and shouted angrily: "Young man named Lu, just don't say anything to others. You What kind of grandson are you pretending to be here? I, Sikong Wuwei, am a rough man. I don’t understand any big principles, but I also know how to repay kindness. Your little life was just saved by the leader of the alliance. You are so quick to betray your righteousness. Could it be that your conscience has been betrayed? Can the dog eat it?”

What this guy said was too straightforward, and he didn't spare any mercy. Lu Siping's face turned red and white when he was told, and he was a little embarrassed. In the end, he handed over and said, "I have no objection."

"Sikong Wuwei, that's not what you said." Dong Quan stopped him, looked at everyone and said, "If it comes to saving lives, the leader of the alliance was in danger just now, and several commanders and I tried our best to save him. We really have to follow Sikong Wuwei's words Come to reason, shouldn't this treasure be divided between me and the commanders? "

Turning around and looking at Miao Yi, he cupped his hands and said: "Leader! I have no other intentions, and that treasure will not fall into my hands. Dong Quan is not so lucky, he just came out to say something fair. Red Turban Alliance We must work together to fight the enemy fairly, and I think we should find a fair solution.”

In fact, even if Dong Quan and others did not come to rescue at that time, Miao Yi would have escaped with Heitan's foot power. However, Miao Yi did not need to argue about this. He said, smiled, and asked: "How can you be fair?" How to solve it?"

"It would be too ridiculous to say that the seer has a share. To say the least, those who are not well-educated would be harming themselves by holding such a heavy treasure. I think we and others at the ninth level of Qinglian are still somewhat capable of protecting ourselves. As the saying goes, there is some truth to the idea that the most capable people will be chosen. How about we draw lots and let it all depend on fate. Whoever wins the lottery will get the treasure. Those who don’t get the lottery will consider themselves unlucky. No one is allowed to have any objections." Dong Quan turned to the crowd and said, "What do you think of my approach?"

"A good idea...it's ok...it's totally ok..."

The monks who were in the same sect with him among the crowds immediately raised their arms and shouted in response.

"This is a good idea!" Yu Baixing, Fei De'an, Jia Zifeng, Hu Zhiyuan, and Wang Yuetian all nodded in agreement.

Lu Siping agreed at the beginning and could not change his mind now, but it could be seen from the subtle reaction on his face that this was obviously what he wanted.

These people nodded, and their fellow disciples immediately waved their arms in response.

Of course, there were also other people who had no chance to participate and shouted that if they wanted to draw lots, everyone should draw together. Why should only ten of you draw? However, similar words were simply ignored.

"That's not bad!" Sikong Wuwei roared, swung his ax and yelled: "Those who cause trouble must get past me first!"

Zhao Fei also showed Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand and said loudly: "Listen to me, everyone, the treasure can only fall into the hands of one person in the end. This treasure is most suitable in the hands of the alliance leader. Once it falls into the hands of others, , if it falls into the hands of someone from a certain sect, that sect will definitely think that it has something to rely on and will benefit from it, and might attack other people around it. At that time, the Red Scarf Alliance will be divided, and everyone may no longer be able to unite. We have persisted together for nine years, and we cannot harm everyone because of the greed of a few people. Don’t we all want to live a few more years? Only by surviving can we have a chance to leave Xingxiu Sea, otherwise everything will be empty talk!”

"Why are you blabbering so much? You two, stand down!" Miao Yi suddenly shouted.

Zhao Fei and Sikong Wuwei both looked back with puzzled expressions on their faces, thinking that the two of us were speaking for you, why did you blame us instead?

"Back off!" Miao Yi shouted again.

The two looked at each other, speechless, and finally turned the dragon horse behind Miao Yi.

Dong Quan immediately raised his hands and said: "Do you think Dong Quan's words are reasonable, alliance leader?"

Miao Yi said expressionlessly: "I thought you were farting!" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!