At the invitation dinner party of the Immortal City, after Jiang Xiaoliu, the chief disciple of Pingjiang Lane, expressed a little feeling, the dinner party fell into a mysterious silence.

And it was the old man who broke the silence.

"The kid is a little stupid, but fortunately, the words are not rough, so who, go back to the courtesy, and say that one day in the future, the gentlemen of Pingjiang Lane are going to hell for a while. ”

The necromantic bloodthirsty who was called "that who" had a cold face, and the gloom in his eyes was about to drip water, but he still didn't say a word.

Instead, Changfeng helped his wings out and said: "The old master laughed, the prison government is still sincere, and the blood disciple has been in the immortal city for more than a month in order to wait for the holy land of mankind." ”

The Necromantic Blood Disciple suddenly raised his hand and said, "This seat is over, so I will leave." ”

With that, the twelve mid-level demon leaders during the banquet all stood up and walked out under the leadership of the necromantic blood disciples, but when they reached the lower level, the hell demons stood still.

"If you want to enter hell in the Holy Land of Mankind, this seat, on behalf of the Prison House, is always welcome!"

The Necromantic Bloodcast's voice without looking back was extremely cold.

The words are welcome at any time, but the meaning of killing is through the sky.

Qi Xuance licked his lips,

glanced at his old man,

What does that mean – do you want to take the opportunity to leave these goods behind?

The old man just smiled playfully, staring at the silver plate in front of him with cloudy old eyes, as if thinking about what kind of food was inside.

Changfeng Fuyi sighed again and again, and ordered sideways: "Yelong, go and send the Blood Disciple Lord for the city lord." ”

Yelong softly agreed, and chased after the demon of hell.

Changfeng stroked his wings and turned to the old man: "Why should the old master be like this, if the dispute arises again, it will be the people on both sides who will suffer after all......"

"The people have always been bitter. ”

Qi Xuance said leisurely, Changfeng stroked his wings and glanced at him, "Oh, I don't know what Mr. Qi thinks?"

Qi Xuance smiled and drank all the wine in his cup.

"The so-called 'suffering of the people' has always been just a shield that one side does not want to play, and throughout the outbreak of all wars in the history of mankind, none of them have really continued or stopped because of the suffering of the people.

"Unless, one side of the war cannot be defeated, then the people will be moved out, hypocritically putting benevolence and righteousness above interests.

"However, if the war is outdated, who cares if the people live or die? ”

These words are really cruel than life.

Changfeng Fuyi narrowed his eyes, "Oh, so the Human Holy Land is already sure to win the battle with the Prison Palace?"

Qi Xuance was stunned, suddenly laughed, waved his hand and said: "The Changfeng City Lord is serious, serious! ”

Qi Xuance's expression was full of indifference.

Jia Ren's skeletal face will not be expressionless.

Jiang Xiaoliu was quietly grabbing the little hands of the two little beauties and rubbing them slowly.

The old man did not move like a mountain, and his muddy old eyes did not lift.

It seems that what the Holy Land of Pingjiang Lane just said was really just bragging, and no one among the four people cared at all, to put it in layman's terms-

I don't even want to face the holy place.

Obviously, shamelessness is a curse word.

But if a very powerful person or group doesn't even have a face, then it is usually terrible, because it has no worldly constraints.

Changfeng Fuyi was stunned for a long time, and then reluctantly smiled: "The Holy Land of Pingjiang Lane is to love to talk and laugh, this point Mr. Qi and the old master can be said to be in the same vein, I won't talk about these things when we meet for the first time, please taste the delicacies of my immortal city first." ”

The old man, who had been drooping his eyelids, suddenly smiled.

"That's right, you immortal city has no property in hell on earth, what is in your way if we make a pot of porridge, will you take it seriously after the banner of peace has been fighting for a long time? ”

The old man said that he didn't look at Changfeng and stroked his wings, and said to Qi Xuance: "Good man, do you know what is the most awesome in the immortal city?"

Qi Xuance arched his hand, "Naturally, it's the Changfeng City Lord." ”

The old man then glanced at Changfeng Fuyi, who smiled awkwardly but politely.

"Changfeng Kid, he is an undead royal family, and he is born with a strong bloodline, well, he is naturally very awesome, but he is not the most awesome. ”

Qi Xuance raised his eyebrows: "Oh, could it be the other two great saints of the three great saints of the immortal clan?"

The old man waved his hand dissatisfied, "Those two goods say that it sounds good to make Shenlong see the head but not the end, but if you put it bluntly, how awesome it can be to shrink your head and brain, so it doesn't count." ”

The boy did not know. ”

Qi Xuance said in his heart that let's end this topic quickly, no matter how horizontal the old man is, it is not good to judge in front of others.

But the strange thing is that even the officials of the immortal city at the center table, and even Changfeng Fuyi himself, have a faint look in their eyes.

It seems that they are also curious about who in the Immortal City can be worthy of the praise of the old master of the Holy Land of Pingjiang Lane.

The old man was not in a hurry to speak, and said to the little beauty beside him: "Girl, fill a glass of wine." ”

The little lady immediately took a new glass of wine and filled it with pure wine, and the old man took a sip of wine with joy, and then let out a sigh of satisfaction.

"If you want to say the most awesome person in this immortal city—" The old man raised his eyelids and swept them, and when he saw that everyone's eyes were focused on him, he suddenly smiled.

"The most awesome person is actually the cook of the Immortal City. ”

"Poof!"

Jiang Xiaoliu was pouring wine into his mouth, and he squirted out in one breath when he heard the words.

Not only him, but even among the officials of the Immortal City, there were several strange coughs.

What an answer to this.

Cook?

Qi Xuance glanced at Changfeng Fuyi, but saw that the immortal city lord had a bold smile on his face, regardless of whether he was smiling or not, at least he was very bold.

"Hahahaha...... The old master praises falsely, Kui Dou!" Changfeng stroked his wings and greeted the officials of the immortal city who were sitting at the same table.

"The subordinates are here!"

On the left, a big man with ring-eyed leopards and armor in armor attended the meeting.

Changfeng Fuyi twisted his wine glass and smiled slightly.

"Pass the word, in the name of the old master of the Holy Land of Pingjiang Lane, give the reward of thousands of crystals in the dining room in the city, give the master master of the spoon the mansion of the main city, seal the royal guard, hereditary. ”

Kuidou didn't hesitate, clenched his fists, and turned away cleanly.

Qi Xuance was a little stunned by this treatment, although he didn't understand what the reward of a thousand crystals was and what a hereditary imperial guard was, but he didn't think it was some rotten fish and stinky shrimp, let alone give the courtyard of the mansion - this is equivalent to dividing a room in the capital!

Absolutely generous, or in the name of the old man, this kind of generosity, in addition to showing the respect of Changfeng Fuyi, can also reflect his words in the immortal city.

After all, the other party is just a cook!

But then again, the old man in his own house is really a dick, and when he casually boasts, he boasts of a hereditary title.