575 Meditating

"I'll meditate here. Ninefangs, you can either meditate as well, or go find some other things to do," Ji Ning sent mentally.

"Understood," Ninefangs said respectfully. He then flew to a distant winehouse. He was going to stand guard in the surrounding area, ready to carry Ning's orders whenever necessary.

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The skinny little Diremonster who had vomited blood stared around blankly. "What…why am I here." The area around him was filled with the waters of a flowing river. This was not the meditation area.