Tong Mu completely ignored him, his eyes cast outside the banquet hall, and suddenly saw a few familiar people.

"Sixty-two, come here!"

"Little Senior Sister Wuqi, have you eaten?"

"Senior Sister Si Chan, your little skirt is so beautiful!"

Yun Shaoyue and Wang Xianjun looked at each other speechlessly, feeling that this kid didn't thank the two for inviting him to dinner, but talked and laughed with the disciples below.

Huang Liuer, Wu Qiu, and Li Sician were inexplicably called into the main banquet hall, and they couldn't help but get nervous when they saw the group of masters.

"Little junior brother, how did you get here?" Wu Qi whispered.

"How do I know, they said they invited me to dinner, but if you look at this place, there are few people you know, and you can't eat with these old faces. ”

Tong Mu's voice was very loud, and when the eldest Shao Kangyan heard this, a sip of wine was stuck directly in his throat, his face was flushed, and he wasted a lot of strength before swallowing the wine.

"You be quiet!" Wu Qiao forgot all about his urgent transmission, and shouted directly.

"The wine here is not bad. Tong Mu directly picked up the flask and poured it up.

didn't look at everyone, just tore the big chicken leg and gnawed it on his own.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help frowning.

Tong Mu drank wine, looked at Yun Shaoyue, couldn't help but be stunned, and looked at it seriously for a long time before frowning and saying:

"Why does this beauty look so familiar?"

Wu Qiao even blushed, pinched the ruan meat on his waist behind him, and whispered, "That's my master!"

Yun Shayue's dress is very amazing, she usually wears red clothes, and she is busy with the cultivation of her disciples all day long, so she has almost no time to dress up. Today, it is like a cloud on the horizon, which makes people's hearts ripple.

"Ah, you are Elder Yun!" Tong Mu looked at Yun Shaoyue in surprise, he suddenly realized, pointed at the other party and smiled: "Wow, I haven't seen you for a day, Elder Yun dressed as an old woman has actually become a fresh and refined little fairy, look at it." ”

The people behind hurriedly lowered their heads, pretending not to know him.

"Look, ......"

Tong Mu happily talked for a long time, and when he saw that no one paid attention to him, he turned to look at Yun Shayue.

The other party's eyes seemed to be a little resentful, and he looked like he was about to have a seizure, so frightened that Tong Mu quickly closed his mouth and continued to drink wine.

Just when everyone looked at Tong Mu speechlessly, a beautiful woman in a pale yellow dress walked in.

Tong Mu poured a sip of strong wine, and when he saw the beauty, his eyes were bent into a crescent shape, and he muttered indistinctly:

"This is good, this is good, this is good......"

"That's Teacher Sun, the teacher of Mingyue Peak" Wu Qiu on the side shook his head speechlessly again and said.

"Sun Zining, good, good, so good-looking!"

Tong Mu replied to himself, but soon, the expression on his face froze, "Sun ...... Teacher Sun?"

Li Sichan on the side looked at Tong Mu suspiciously, and said softly: "Didn't you just join the sect, and you also know Teacher Sun?"

"I don't know, I don't know, I only heard that the moon is shy and the flowers are shiny, and today I saw it really extraordinary. Tong Mu thought that he was a tallow dog at the moment, so he hurriedly covered it up.

The three people in the back all looked at Tong Mu strangely, not knowing what to say.

"My granddaughter is here, come and sit down. An old man with crane hair and a childish face waved his hand at Sun Zining.

Sun Zining smiled and sat down next to the old man.

Tong Mu squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and the nine tables in front of him were sitting the Nine Peaks and Nine Peaks Sect Masters and the proud disciples under the seats.

On the banquet opposite, Wang Yi was sitting, and another person with an indifferent face and immovable was faintly murderous, it should be Wang Zhenwu, the general of Dali who protected the country, he looked at Tong Mu and smiled friendly, and Tong Mu also nodded in return.

On the other table, there were the old man and Sun Zining, the old man faintly exuded the breath of the superior, the fairy wind and bones, Tong Mu looked at it, and there was an urge to cling to it, and Tong Mu was so frightened.

On the last mat, sat three young men in fancy clothes, all three of whom were tall and burly, all of them looked to be more than one hundred and fifty kilograms, fat robes, top hats, holding a fan in their hands, their hair was combed, and they were tied with a belt on their lower bodies, and their chests were almost naked.

Tong Mu looked at the three of them in a daze, and thought in his heart where this magical variety came from.

Suddenly, Wang Xianjun, who was sitting in the middle, spoke:

"Now that you've arrived, let me raise a glass and thank you for coming. ”

"Slow ......" I saw Wang Yi suddenly stand up and arch his hand, "Master Zhangjiao, do you want to introduce you first?" I don't want any cat or dog to come in this main banquet hall. Wang Yi said and looked at Tong Mu with a sneer.

But he didn't think that saying this would make the other two tables very dissatisfied.

I saw that the old man in white shook his head and said loudly: "The second elder of the contemptible Suspense God Sect, Sun Ao." It's not a cat or a dog. ”

One person at the other table also stood up directly, and arched his hand at Wang Yi very unhappily, "Fusang Eight Islands, Henggang Lux, Big Thick Beast Beast Flower." ”

"Big Thick Beast Beast Flower?" Tong Mu heard the name, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he almost squirted out the wine in his mouth.

The big thick beast beast flower said, didn't look at everyone, and sat hard. Everyone only felt that the entire banquet hall vibrated for a moment, but the stool on which this person sat was not damaged in the slightest.

"Fighting cattle across the mountain?" Tong Mu's eyes froze, and he looked at the man in surprise.

"Bold Wang Yi, what kind of place is this, is it your turn to speak?" The general of the protector of the country stood up and angrily scolded his son.

Wang Xianjun's face was not very good, but seeing that Wang Zhenwu had already reprimanded him like this, he was not easy to attack.

"I, Wang Yi, didn't mean to offend the two, since I am the predecessor of Fusang Yashima and the Suspense God Sect, then the junior has made amends to the two!" Wang Yi didn't seem to mean to apologize, and a loud voice came.

Tong Mu looked at the gaze that greeted him, his pupils were filled with a little killing intent, his current identity is a butter dog, and he doesn't know the other party, but the other party is difficult for himself everywhere, and he deceives people too much!

The three people behind him also showed a worried look on their faces.

Tong Mu exhaled lightly and said in a low voice. "Our Heavenly Nine Veins are all sitting here, which onion are you, jumping out to sensationalize?"

"Sensationalism?" Wang Yi didn't care about his father and Wang Xianjun at all, there was a sneering application in his eyes, and the other old man beside him also had a cold look in his eyes, as if he felt that Tong Mu was telling a joke.

Suddenly, Cuihua, who was sitting next to Tong Mu, suddenly snorted twice, and Tong Mu looked at the black pig's gaze, and couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

It turned out that Wang Yi was sitting behind him because he was too far back, and it was not easy to find out if he didn't look carefully, but Wang Chen's injuries seemed to be much better at this time, but his demeanor was a little bewitching, which was obviously a normal reaction after being bombed.

"Master Zhangjiao, it seems that something is wrong with these miscellaneous disciples who have all mixed into the main banquet hall!" Wang Yi puffed up his chest and said loudly.

"Butter Dog was invited by me, he is not only a miscellaneous disciple, but also a soul calmer, a peerless talent, is it possible that I Wang Xianjun invited anyone, and you Wang Yi still need to agree!"

"Soul Calming Master, peerless talent?" everyone couldn't help but look at each other when they heard Wang Xianjun's introduction. You must know that the profession of Soul Calmer has been in the hands of the old monster of the desert sea for thousands of years, and everyone looked at Tong Mu in disbelief.

It turned out that the secret of the soul calming technique of the Tongmu Society, Mo Sanzhi was the first to know, then Yun Shayue and Wang Xianjun, and the rest of the people did not know, as for the peerless talent, Mo Sanzhi had never heard of it, only Yun Shaoyue secretly told Wang Xianjun.

As for Wang Zhenwu, it was because he heard the conversation between Yun Shayue and Wang Xianjun that he became interested in Tong Mu, how could Wang Yi be.

"You brute, sit down for me!" Wang Zhen's martial hair stood on end, and he roared at Wang Yi like a lion.

Wang Zhenwu was speechless, he himself was a super first-grade genius, a sixth-order martial arts powerhouse in the Human Convergence Realm, he liked to fight for righteousness and squander wealth when he was young, and he made a lot of friends in the Wutong Continent.

His uncompetitive son has not inherited his cheerful personality at all, he is proud of his talent, and he is not happy to see anyone, this time his original intention was to recruit this butter dog, and he was all messed up by this good son.

Wang Yi saw that his father was angry, and finally reined in, but his eyes were still very arrogant, and he looked invincible.

The whole banquet hall finally quieted down, and everyone began to toast one after another, as for the butter dog, everyone directly ignored it, no one believed that he was really a soul calmer, thinking that this was just Wang Xianjun's words, maybe this person was the child of Wang Xianjun's concubine.

Tong Mu didn't care, he would look at the little beauty of Wuqi for a while, look at the big beauty of Sun Zining for a while, and occasionally take a peek at the big beauty of Yun Shayue.

Looking at the beautiful scenery of the garden and eating the delicacies of the mountains and seas, I quickly burped with satisfaction.

Tong Mu, who is full of food and drink, how can he be an honest person, Tong Mu looked at the moonlight outside, and felt that the time to do things had come.

Seeing that everyone was drinking in circles and the end of a round, the time was ripe, so he suddenly turned his head and looked at Wu Qiu with a smile.

The other party was very shy by his sudden appearance, and pulled up the corners of his clothes at a loss.

I saw Tong Mu say in a very loud voice: "Senior sister, tell me about licking that kid with Wu Mustard?"

Seeing this scene, Yun Xuanyue, Yun Xuanyue and Mo Sanzhi looked at each other playfully and smiled.

"You don't know him, why are you talking about that person. Wu Qi glanced in Wang Yi's direction, thinking that this butter dog really likes to do things, so he hurriedly changed the topic.

Suddenly, a loud voice came, "I know, it's better to ask for this kind of gossip as a teacher." I saw Mo Sanzhi rarely put down the food in his hand and walked towards Tongmu in a hurry.

It turned out that he was very dissatisfied with Wang Yi's bullying of his disciples, and he pretended to be unfamiliar with each other in order to clear up the relationship with Tong Mu on the surface, but he didn't expect this Wang Yi to dare to provoke his disciples.

I saw him standing in the center of the banquet, a pair of guest officers, please listen to my eloquent posture, and said: "Speaking of this Tong Mu, that is called a superlative, that day, the warehouse is empty, the well is also empty, I am hungry, I want to go to the main peak canteen to eat something, just happened to pass by the martial arts training ground, bumped into this Tong Mu was bullied by a group of teenagers. ”

Originally, the old man saw that his cultivation was low, and he wanted to go up and persuade him, but he didn't expect the first disciple to directly use the middle and lower part of his body to pestle the stick in his hand. ”

"What happened in the end?" Duan Xinhai on the side asked curiously.

"It's wasted, yellow and white!. It hurts to look at it!" Mo San said with an exaggerated expression and shook his head.