"Young Master, he was a Destiny Wheel Realm martial artist born in Xiling Country at the age of fourteen, and it only took three years to break through to the Illusory God Realm in one fell swoop, and now he can be described as a young hero of Xiling Kingdom!"

"Yes, hearing such an explanation, you hillbilly should know how to do it, right?"

Several people began to coax, but Ling Xiaoye didn't listen to a word, still holding chopsticks and kept tasting the delicious food on the table.

"Enough!"

The so-called young master slapped his palm on the table with one hand, and shook the things on it: "You person, don't give you a face?"

It just so happened that at this time, a servant in the palace heard the voice and came over and asked what was going on here.

This arrogant young master of Xiling Kingdom, when he saw that someone was coming, he immediately raised his toes and said to this person:

"Please kick out this person who doesn't know the rules!"

"Well, this guest, you can dine with him!"

The subordinate replied.

But the young master of Xiling Kingdom was not happy, he tilted his head and said to his subordinates: "You are a little subordinate, and you dare to give advice to this young master, believe it or not, I went back to report to my father, and asked my father to go to the palace to find your steward and repair you?"

When the subordinate heard this, his face changed suddenly, and he didn't dare to answer. He thought about it for a while, offending this so-called young master, he might have to be punished, it was better to let this martial artist who was sitting and eating get out of the way.

Anyway, this sitting young martial artist is just a single person, and it is estimated that he was only sent by a certain sect to congratulate him, and the consequences of letting this young man go are obviously relatively light.

After thinking for a while, this subordinate walked up to Ling Xiaoye's side and said loudly: "Zhengyang Palace has rules, you can't occupy a table by yourself, so please let it go, go to your fellow disciples, or people you know, and set up a table." ”

Ling Xiaoye still didn't respond, he picked up a piece of red demon beast meat, put it in his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it slowly, without any intention of leaving.

Seeing Ling Xiaoye's actions, this subordinate was even more excited than the young master of the Xiling Kingdom:

"Hey, if you don't obey the arrangement, be careful that I call the Praetorian Guard and blast you out!"

The arrogant young master of Xiling Kingdom, when he heard his subordinates speak like this, he was quite appreciative, he nodded, and said: "Yes, this is Zhengyang Palace, there should be such an attitude, and it should have been blasted out a long time ago to deal with this kind of person who doesn't know how to lift." ”

After eating the demon beast meat, Ling Xiaoye also poured a glass of fragrant wine, took a sip, and then said to these people:

"Aren't you tired of standing?"

"You're embarrassed to say this, if our young master gets angry, you will be miserable. ”

A young man who followed the young master of Xiling Kingdom glared angrily and said to Ling Xiaoye.

The young master, seeing that Ling Xiaoye didn't want to leave at this time, suddenly became angry, and he said to the subordinate: "You immediately go find a few Praetorian Guard martial artists, drive this person away, and I will bear the consequences! My father is the prince of the Yuxu Empire's royal family, I don't believe this person's background, he is tougher than me!"

The young master of Xiling Kingdom, his father is indeed the prince of the royal family, he was the eighth prince who was sent to a small country, although the power is not high, in this young master's generation, there is no title of prince, but how to say it is also a side branch of the royal family.

Moreover, this young master has also been to the Yuxu Empire many times, and he has not found such a face in the royal family, anyway, he is very unfamiliar with Ling Xiaoye, and basically has no impression.

Therefore, this person concluded that Ling Xiaoye was a member of the sect and was not from any royal family, so he was sure that Ling Xiaoye had no power or power.

The most important thing is that the aura of cultivation exuded by Ling Xiaoye was nothing more than the appearance of the early stage of the Illusory God Realm.

This can't compare to the cultivation of this young master's mid-stage Illusory God Realm!

Therefore, this young master of Xiling Kingdom looked at Ling Xiaoye with a very disdainful look and said, "Tell you to provoke me, wait a minute, so that your life is better than death!"

Ling Xiaoye smiled indifferently, there were actually many people who didn't know him. In addition, he was wearing ordinary clothes, and his cultivation was in the early stage of the Illusion God Realm, so it was easy for people to mistake him for eating and drinking.

However, since someone has come to provoke him, he is also happy to find something to do.

Ling Xiaoye cocked Erlang's legs, took the chopsticks, pointed at the young master, and said, "Do you dare to bet with me, wait for the Praetorian Guard martial artist called by the subordinate, then I can't help it!"

"Ha, you're pretty good at bragging!"

The arrogant boy sneered, and then said: "What to bet on, I'm afraid you can't afford to gamble!"

"Yes, dare to bet with our young master, where did you get the courage?"

"I'm Cao, this person is really shameless, he wants money without money, he has no ability to do anything, and he is embarrassed to gamble!"

"Wait for those Praetorian Guards to come, pull him out, I'll bet on the time he will be beaten with a stick of incense!"

......

These people actually laughed, anyway, they all agreed that Ling Xiaoye was just playing tricks, and they didn't need to pay attention to it.

Instead, Ling Xiaoye took out a small flying knife, stabbed it on the table, and said, "Bet on one hand, do you dare?"

"Hmph, come on, young master Ben doesn't believe it, you can still call the saint!"

This arrogant young master was really angry, he pointed at Ling Xiaoye's nose and said, "I bet that you will be pulled out by the guards later, but I will go to you, of course, if you lose, I will not only cut off one of your hands, but also your tongue!"

"No problem!"

Ling Xiaoye readily agreed, and his expression was as calm as water.

The arrogant young man who was alone with Ling Xiaoye showed a wicked smile: "Come on, wait for a few Praetorian Guard martial artists to come in, you can distribute 10,000 low-grade spirit stones to each of them, get this person out first, and then find a place to cut off their hands and feet!"

Several of the entourage behind the arrogant boy immediately agreed.

After a while, the subordinate who was still here just now really walked in with two Destiny Wheel Realm guards wearing silver armor.

Soon, they were at this table.

As the arrogant young master said, these two guards each accepted 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, and after listening to what those people said, they walked up aggressively.

One of them slapped the table, then pointed at Ling Xiaoye's nose and said fiercely:

"This guest, I heard that you have broken the rules of Zhengyang Palace here, please get up and come with us immediately!"

Ling Xiaoye was indifferent, he looked at these people and said lightly: "This fellow Daoist, it seems that your methods are good." But I'll tell you now, when the two of them see something from me, they immediately fall to their knees and beg for mercy!"

"Cut, who do you think you are?"

One of the Praetorian guards dismissed it and uttered a word.