OBS Chapter 409: The Banquet Begins
Chapter 409: The Banquet Begins
As soon as you enter the other courtyard.
Heh, there are really all young and strong men in front of us.
Of course, the ones mentioned here are all under a thousand years old. Although most of them still maintain the appearance of young people, there are also many with gray hair, and some with white hair and childlike appearance.
After all, the age of a thousand years old is really not young, and an ordinary person can live more than ten lifetimes.
When entering the door, there is also a special enchantment.
Only those who are really under a thousand years old can enter, and anyone with a bone age or spirit who exceeds this age will be directly expelled.
"Xiao Kong, what do you think of these strong young men?" Zi Hao asked casually.
"It's not good," Sun Xiaokong replied honestly, "I don't think there are many people here who can resist me."
Zihao subconsciously glanced at Sun Xiaokong next to him, and the expression on his face couldn't help but be a bit exciting.
He didn't expect this kid to be so unceremonious, and he said it directly in public.
But having said that, the two must be one of the focuses of this gathering.
Sure enough, countless gazes or Divine Senses followed to investigate.
"Who are those two over there? They are so arrogant."
"Who knows where the country bumpkin came from, so I can't offend most of the people present..."
"Don't underestimate those two people, they are not simple."
"you know?"
"I don't know about the one in the purple clothes, but the one in the golden armor is called Sun Xiaokong, and he is famous for his revenge. I heard that the Jinyang Gang provoked him a while ago, and he was almost dug out of his ancestor's grave."
"Yes, yes, I've heard of this, and during the daytime, Yang Hong of the Jinyang Gang was so angry that he vomited blood..."
"..."
The whispers coming from around made Zihao raise his eyebrows involuntarily.
"Xiaokong, it seems that you have not been idle all this time."
"What can I do?" Sun Xiaokong spread his hands, "They messed with me so I can't swallow it."
"Yes, of course I can't bear it. Next time I have a chance, I'll be brought along! Hahahaha..." Zihao laughed loudly.
These two people are confident, how can they have too many scruples.
"You two, can we get to know each other and make friends?"
A young man in brocade clothes walked in front of the two, with a modest smile on his face all the time.
It was the one watching the two from a distance in the restaurant during the day.
Sun Xiaokong and Zihao turned their heads at the same time.
"Are you talking to us?"
"Exactly." The young man in brocade clothes said lightly.
"it is good!"
The two were straightforward, and they introduced at the same time.
"Hi, my name is Sun Xiaokong!"
"Zihao..."
"Brother Sun, Brother Zi," the brocade-clothed young man arched his cupped hands, "I'm Hua Yangxu, from a dynasty in the east."
"Hua Yangxu, Hua's surname..."
Zihao muttered in a low voice.
He once heard his master say that there are many ancient dynasties in the east of Beixuantian.
Among them, there is a dynasty whose national surname is Hua, and that is an ancient dynasty whose strength is quite powerful, not much worse than our own.
"Brother Zi, what's wrong..." Hua Yangxu asked with a light smile.
"Oh, it's nothing." Zi Hao was awakened, "Brother Hua, hello."
Zihao didn't intend to point it out.
It's like he doesn't have TD's own status.
"Brother Hua!" Sun Xiaokong also greeted with a smile.
For the man in front of him, Sun Xiaokong really has a feeling that he can't see through.
Cultivation Base is higher than himself in terms of level, and at least several levels stronger than Yang Hong and others in terms of strength.
But if he really fights, Sun Xiaokong firmly believes that he will win, after all, he can't be beaten to death.
Besides, even leaving aside the immortal body, relying on the many Cultivation Techniques given by the Master is enough to beat most of the younger generation.
"Brother Zi, Brother Sun, the banquet is about to start, how about we go in first?" Hua Yangxu suggested.
"Okay! Then let's go!"
Sun Xiaokong hurriedly said.
He has been hunted all the way these days and has almost no time to rest. It has been a while since he sat down and had a good meal.
"Please!" Hua Yangxu stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.
"Please!" Zihao said the same.
Only Sun Xiaokong didn't care about these vain rituals, and just passed between the two of them, looking like he couldn't wait.
The City Lord's Mansion did not deliberately arrange the seats for the banquet, but the invited cultivators sat down at will, so there was a problem of who was the first and who was the last.
However, since everyone can be invited, they must have some strength, and after a little hesitation, they found the general position of own.
It's just that the few seats closest to the main seat have been vacant, like a hot potato, no one stepped forward.
On the main seat, Ping Jiangcheng, the young city lord, looked at the invited young strongman with a chuckle, but did not speak.
But from the corner of his eye, he kept staring at the empty positions.
"Let's sit there!"
But Sun Xiaokong fixed his eyes on that position.
"Uh, Xiao Kong, do we really want to make a fuss like this..." Zihao rubbed his nose, "I'm sitting in that seat, I'm afraid there will be no peace for dinner..."
"What's wrong with sitting there, don't you Zihao still be afraid?" Sun Xiaokong asked back.
"Why would I be afraid?" Zi Hao puffed out his chest, "Let's go, let's sit there! If anyone has any objections, we brothers will do it together!"
As he spoke, he pushed Sun Xiaokong and walked over.
"Sure enough, he is a man of temperament." Hua Yangxu chuckled and followed.
The few empty positions suddenly lost three.
Many cultivators looked over involuntarily, with different expressions.
Some showed doubts, some disapproved, and some gloated...
But when all the cultivators present quickly recognized Sun Xiaokong's identity, they were naturally relieved.
He is an evil star who is not afraid of the sky. How can someone who dares to dig other people's ancestral graves be afraid of offending others?
What's more, some of the people present have already suffered a loss...
There is the last seat left, which is next to Sun Xiaokong's seat.
Zihao took the second seat on the opposite side, and Hua Yangxu was next to him, so it was naturally vacant.
No one is willing to dare to pass.
That position is a little sensitive, easy to be angered by the public, and it has to be next to such an evil star as Sun Xiaokong, afraid of being dug up the ancestral grave.
"Everyone, there is still room ahead. Is there any Dao brother coming up." The young city owner laughed loudly.
For a while no one responded.
Just when everyone thought that the place was destined to be empty, they saw a pair of young men and women walking calmly through the aisle in the middle.
Then, under the astonished eyes of everyone, he stopped in front of Sun Xiaokong who was burying his head in the binge eating.
"Is it so delicious?"
"Well, delicious, delicious..." Sun Xiaokong replied without raising his head.
"But I want to do this position!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent suddenly, and turned their heads to look at the past.
The atmosphere in the field also became tense at this moment...