Poof!

The waiter trembled when he heard this, cold sweat fell on his forehead like rain, his legs weakened for a while, and he knelt down with a puff.

"Temple...... Your Royal Highness, the host of the banquet below is Mr. Ye from Jiangnan, you are borrowing a hundred small dares, and the small ones don't dare to shut up Mr. Ye, please let your Highness let go of the small ones, please ask Your Highness to ....... ”

The waiter gasped for breath, his hands and feet were cold, and he kowtowed repeatedly.

"Waste, do you want to be like him, a cold corpse?" another young man in costume said coldly.

The waiter followed the sound and looked at the companion who fell to the ground, his body trembled even more, but he was still reluctant to go downstairs.

Shut up Mr. Ye in Jiangnan? What is the difference between this and looking for death?

It's okay if this waiter is an ordinary person, but he is an ordinary martial artist who witnessed some of the things back then.

"What's the use of leaving you useless?"

The waiter's fear and refusal instantly angered the young man in ancient costume, who immediately snorted coldly and raised his hand to wipe out the waiter.

It's right at this juncture.

"Ye Sheng, forget it, if you kill him again, who will I call?" the other said calmly, glancing at the waiter lightly.

Not only did the costume teenager dissuade him, but another beautiful girl also accosted:

"Your Royal Highness Yesheng, do you know something, according to Ling Yin's understanding, that Ye Tianhuang is now the overlord of Sanjiang, not to mention a small waiter, even if it is a wealthy nobleman and a strong person in the Holy Land in Jiangnan, he doesn't dare to provoke this person easily, so don't embarrass him. ”

Ye Sheng paused his palms when he heard this, the killing intent in his eyes gradually receded, and he snorted coldly: "For the sake of Miss Lingyin and the face of the Holy Son of Long Mo, this Holy Son will not kill you, get out." ”

When the waiter heard this, he didn't think about it, and thanked him again and again: "Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness." ”

The latter got up with nervousness and left the private room with his head bowed.

The people sitting in the private room are all the holy sons of the nine northern provinces and sixteen states, as for the Miss Lingyin, she is a person from the nine southern provinces, named Shui Lingyin, who is a peerless hidden lady, who has been famous in the south over the years, and her strength is also in the middle of the Four Dou Sages.

After the waiter left, the young man in ancient costume who was 'seated' in the private room slowly opened his eyes, and frowned slightly: "A group of vulgar and rude people dare to disturb the Qing cultivation of this holy son, how does the 'Jiangnan Water Town' treat guests?"

After the young man finished speaking, the whole private room could be heard, and they were all serious and respectful.

This young man is not an ordinary person, but one of the current figures of the 'Nine Northern Provinces and Sixteen States', the Holy Son of the Green Fire Holy Land, the leader of the Holy Son Alliance, and the Green Fire String!

Qinghuo Xian said that, Ye Sheng and the others were full of coldness, and their faces became worse and worse, after a little.

Ye Sheng took the lead in looking at Shui Lingyin, and said in a deep voice: "Miss Lingyin, you are also half of the southern host, how about you handle these people?"

"...... this?"

Shui Lingyin's beautiful eyes frowned slightly when she heard this, and she was a little unhappy, and said secretly in her heart:

"No matter what I say about Shui Lingyin, I am also a descendant of the peerless hidden sect, not much worse than any holy land, if it weren't for the huge involvement of the Holy Son Alliance, why should I be careful to accompany you?"

'But even so, you can't drink every day, can you?'

Shui Lingyin felt aggrieved, the Yinmen Shui family and the southern Yunyan Holy Land did not agree, and now Yun Yanxiao has become the southern holy lord, holding the Ten Directions Holy Land, and the Shui family and other 'xenophobic forces' have to find a backer.

And the Northern Holy Son Alliance is such a big tree, this is an alliance formed by hundreds of Holy Sons of the Second Rank Holy Land in the north, and it almost represents most of the north behind it, which is worthy of the Shui family.

Ye Sheng and the others saw that Shui Lingyin was spitting, and mistakenly thought that she was unwilling to offend this Ye Tianhuang, so the former immediately got up and bowed to Qinghuo Xian and said:

"Alliance leader, Ye Sheng will come when he goes. ”

After seeing Qing Huoxian nod, Ye Sheng got up and left the private room, and walked to the hall on the first floor with a sense of slaughter.

......

Ground floor hall.

The hall was still in full swing, Leng Xue and the girls held Xiao Wan'er and asked questions, and the members of the SAARC were also talking and laughing, so they were not harmonious.

However!

A mocking voice rang out.

"The worldly hero, really respected by the world, this treatment is not inferior to the Holy Son of the Holy Land. ”

The people around Yunyan Jianchen sneered, their eyes were full of disdain, although the decibel was not high, it entered everyone's ears.

Everyone in the South Alliance was aware of the words, and their faces changed slightly, and they found that there was a stranger in the hall early, and the other party's eyes had not been met.

"Hehe, Yan Shengzi, he and you and I are not people of the same world, why should you envy others?" The girl beside Yunyan Jianchen raised her posture, and her tone was full of charm.

"What the Holy Maiden said is very true, and he is really nothing in my eyes. ”

Several people were talking to themselves, the corners of their mouths were raised, and they pointed at Sang and scolded Huai on the side.

In the face of the provocation of the people around him, Yunyan Jianchen did not stop it if there was nothing beside him.

......

In the other direction.

Everyone in the Southern Alliance looked at each other, and they all looked at Ye Fei, but the latter ignored everything, still light and clear.

However, the people in Nanmeng are not vegetarians, so they naturally heard the words of Yunyan Jianchen and others, and someone immediately shot back:

"Eat when you eat, envy is envy, what do you chirp?"

In this world, there is also a kind of envy, called jealousy, all living beings eat grains, who is not from the world? Why despise the common people?

"Hey, Wang Lao's words are wrong, in this world, there is another kind of person, called pretentious, who thinks he is superior, how can a layman like you and me, if you have wine and friends, you are happy~. ”

"Well said, Mo Lao, I would like to give you a drink. ”

......

Everyone in SAARC smiled, neither humble nor arrogant!

But the people on Yunyan Jianchen's side had their pupils constricted, and one by one the gloom came down, and they were about to go crazy.

Coincides with this gap.

"All of you, shut up!"

Another burst of shouts resounded through the hall, containing strong holy power, deafening!

I saw that at the end of the hall, Ye Sheng stared at everyone coldly, his face gloomy.

Instantly.

Countless faces froze, and the entire hall was silent, as silent as a cicada, but the next moment!

Whoa!

Thousands of people looked back at each other, their eyes focused on the Great Holy Son of Ye, even Yun Yan Jianchen and the others looked over.

Ye Sheng was also stunned when he saw this, because at the moment when he shouted these words, he suddenly found that more than 500 teenagers turned around for the first time, staring at him.

The eyes of these men ...... How can it be so sharp?'

Ye Sheng was surprised in his heart, but after his divine sense was swept away, he was relieved in a blink of an eye.

But his voice, after ten breaths, immediately caused a lot of commotion, and the members of the SAARC were all frowning and exchanging ears.

"Who is this man? Judging by his dress, he is also from the Holy Land?"

"Neurotic, right? Isn't it brainy?

"I think he's drunk, he's just an alcoholic, don't be like him. ”

......

Everyone smiled, too lazy to pay attention to the Great Holy Son of Ye Sheng, with Mr. Ye here, they were fearless.

During the feast.

The closest one to Ye Sheng is on the banquet.

Leng Zhendong glanced at each other, then at Ye Fei, the former got up and frowned and said:

"Who is Your Excellency? This is a hotel, this is a place for banquets and wines, today is a good day for Mr. Ye to pick up the wind and wash the dust for his sister, if you come to make trouble, I'm afraid you went to the wrong place, right?"

In the eyes of everyone, those who dared to shout at Ye Fei's banquet were either tired of being crooked, or they had gone to the wrong door.

Yunyan Jianchen and the others are better, this person came up and smashed the field directly, he was definitely sick, everyone thought so.

But these words fell into Ye Sheng's ears, but it was Chi Guoguo's contempt, which immediately angered this Holy Land Holy Son, and in an instant, he took advantage of the topic and glared at Leng Zhendongdao:

"What are you? It's up to you? You are also worthy of talking to this Holy Son? Let Ye Tianhuang get out. ”

Ye Sheng said, coldly scanning the audience, looking for the leader of these people.

But the members of the Southern Alliance were not happy, and then someone slapped the table and got up and said: "Presumptuous, where did you come from, where did you dare to be disrespectful to Mr. Ye? ”

The rebuke of the SAARC members was undoubtedly a fuse, igniting the powder keg of Ye Sheng in an instant.

At this moment, the latter's eyelids jumped wildly, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"Worldly ants, dare to scold the Holy Son, you are looking for death!"

With the roar of the Great Holy Son of Ye, the whole body flashed, and he directly aimed at the member who opened his mouth, and a terrifying force crushed all directions, instantly shocking everyone in the Southern Alliance.

And just at the last moment.

Airplanes~!

An ancient sword swept out, forcing Ye Sheng back.

"Huh?"

Ye Sheng suddenly felt a burst of sword intent, subconsciously retreated, and his eyes instantly locked on the person who drew the sword.

Not only Ye Sheng reacted, but Yun Yan Jianchen and the others were also stunned, staring at the figure.

The person who made the sword was none other than the ghost sword shadow that sealed the throat with a sword!

The sword shadow pointed at Ye Sheng, his expression was cold and cold, but there was only one word:

"Get out!"

As soon as the word roll came out, Ye Sheng's chest rose and fell, his eyes were extremely unruly, was it tolerable or unbearable, the dignified Holy Son of the Holy Land, someone actually told him to get out?

As soon as Ye Sheng thought of this, he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "What did you say? You let this Holy Son go? Heh, do you know who this Holy Son is?"

Ye Sheng finished speaking, and didn't give Jian Ying a chance to make a move, and an unhurried voice slowly came:

"Who you are, I don't want to know, and I don't need to know. ”

"But you need to know that today is the day I reunite with my sister, if you don't get out, he will kill you!"