Moreover, not only Xiao Chen, but even Xue Wei Xuerui was invited.

Xiao Ye felt very surprised.

"Lord Darren, did Your Majesty really ask you to send this invitation?" Xiao Ye asked suspiciously.

"That's right, it was His Majesty who asked me to send it personally, what, there is a problem. Darren affirmed.

Xiao Ye shook his head silently.

"Since all the invitations have been sent to you, then I'll go first, Count Xiao Ye. "The middle-aged man in purple has completed the task and is about to leave.

Xiao Ye didn't stay long, Darren was the head of the palace, and he came in person, which had already proved that this invitation was absolutely genuine.

Seeing Darren away, Xiao Ye took the invitation, thought about it for a while, and walked to Xiao Chen's room.

As soon as he got closer, he felt that there were bursts of magic fluctuations in Xiao Chen's room, and he was a swordsman, so he could feel it.

"Xiao Chen. Xiao Ye pushed open Xiao Chen's door.

The magic fluctuation disappeared, and Xiao Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Ye, but he didn't get up or speak.

Xiao Ye walked in, looked at Xiao Chen, and sighed in his heart, he only felt that the current Xiao Chen was very unfamiliar, and it was completely different from the Xiao Chen he knew three years ago.

Xiao Chen drank in a big bowl and drank proudly...... Xiao Chen looked at him coldly and rebelliously...... Xiao Chen stood there, gestured, and casually beat Chris to the point where he couldn't fight back...... Scene after scene, almost like lightning, crossed his mind, making him clearly know that it was no longer possible for him to look at Xiao Chen with his previous gaze.

Xiao Ye walked over and sat down on a chair opposite Xiao Chen.

"Cultivating?" Xiao Ye said.

"Yes. Xiao Chen responded indifferently.

There were only two people left in the room, and the atmosphere became extremely cold, Xiao Ye glanced around the room, and saw the three paintings hanging on the wall, his eyes trembled slightly, those three paintings were the fifteen-year-old, sixteen-year-old and seventeen-year-old Xiao Chen painted by Xue Yun.

"Your mother...... In three years, I miss you so much that you should come back to see her more often. Xiao Ye said.

"I know that. Xiao Chen was silent for a moment and said.

"Xiao Chen, what is the level of your cultivation now?" Xiao Ye still couldn't help but be curious.

Xiao Chen glanced at him indifferently, closed his eyes again, and meditated.

Xiao Ye's face turned cold, and Xiao Chen's attitude made him feel offended, after all, Xiao Chen was his son, but since he came back, Xiao Chen has not given him a good look.

"I'm asking you, don't you even have this basic politeness?" Xiao Ye said coldly.

Xiao Chen sat there indifferently.

"Bang!" The hardwood chair that Xiao Ye was sitting on exploded directly, and his whole body burned with blood-colored fighting spirit, which was ignored again and again, and Xiao Ye finally became angry.

"What? you want to do it!" Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at Xiao Ye with a sneer.

The eyes of the two men collided in the void again!

Xiao Ye's eyes were like sharp swords, and the coercion of the strong swordsman was almost like the sea of prisons, which made people's hearts palpitate, and his hands had been raised.

Xiao Chen's whole body muscles also tensed, like a big bow, ready to eject at any time.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Xiao Ye's fighting spirit gradually shrank, he snorted coldly, slapped the invitation on the table, turned around, and walked out.

"Chris, you tell Xuewei, that's it. Xiao Ye walked to the door, threw down a sentence, and then left quickly.

"Invitation, invite us to the palace banquet of the Holy Day. The next day, Xue Wei and the others came over and saw the golden invitation.

"The palace banquet, I haven't been there yet, it should be very lively. Xue Rui smiled.

"However, how could we be invited to a palace banquet. Xue Wei shook her head, she knew that she and Xue Rui were unknown in the kingdom, and no one knew them at all.

"Whatever, anyway, go play, young master, you've been invited, let's go together." Xue Rui looked at Xiao Chen.

"I don't want to go. "Xiao Chen's cultivation has reached a critical time these days, and he has no interest in this so-called palace banquet.

"Go, young master, it's not bad for this night, the Holy Festival, it's only once a year, and there is a lot of wine in the palace. Xue Wei Xuerui persuaded together.

Hearing the wine, Xiao Chen finally got a little moved, anyway, there was only one night, he nodded and agreed.

At the gate of the Purple Dragon King City, a black and inconspicuous carriage drove into the royal city.

In the carriage, there were only three people, one of whom was about twenty-four or five years old, with long light brown hair, exuding nobility all over his body, and beside him, sat a big man like a black tower, just sitting, his head had already reached the roof of the carriage, and he had to bend his waist.

Opposite the big man in the black tower, a short old man, half-bald hair, sat there with his eyes closed, as if taking a nap.

The young man who exuded nobility looked at the lively flow of people outside through the car window, and smiled faintly: "It's finally here, this Purple Dragon Kingdom is quite lively." ”

"Your Highness, let Hei Er and I go down, I'm going to suffocate to death. The big man like the black tower hummed, and he stretched his waist impatiently, and the roof made a creaking and expanding sound.

"Hei Er, didn't you say it, when you get to the Purple Dragon Kingdom, don't call me Your Highness, call me Young Master. The noble young man glanced at the big man of the Black Tower.

"Okay, young master, but you still let Hei Er and I hurry down. The Black Tower man complained.

The noble young man shook his head with a smile: "Okay, find a place to park, let's go down and have a look." ”

"Young master, let's go directly to the palace of the Purple Dragon Kingdom, just get off like this, it's risky. The bald old man opened his eyes and said lightly.

"Uncle Seaman, with you, what am I afraid of, this is just the ...... of the Purple Dragon Kingdom" The noble young man sneered.

"Rest assured, there is a black two, and the palace is guaranteed...... The young master is fine. Kuroeji patted his chest, making a thunderous vibration.

The carriage stopped at a car dealership.

The noble young man got out of the carriage with the giant man who looked like a black tower and the bald old man.

As soon as he got out of the carriage, the black tower giant man straightened his body, and immediately amazed the passers-by next to him, the black tower giant man was two meters five tall, and his body was so strong that it was like a giant ape walking, and the ground vibrate.

In contrast, both the noble youth and the balding old man have become inconspicuous.

"Let's go. "The noble young man took the giant man and the old man around the Purple Dragon King City.

Soon, they came to the most lively Wangcheng Square.

On the road where the giant man of the Black Tower walked, the crowd gave way one after another, because his size was too shocking, even in such a noisy place as Wangcheng Square, there was a giant man of the Black Tower to open the way, and the noble young and old people could easily enter.

They came to the ring where the royal city was performing martial arts.

A swordsman and a mage above were fighting.

"Excuse me, what kind of ring is this?" asked the noble young man, grabbing an onlooker beside him.

"You don't even know about Wang Cheng's martial arts?" this is ......" The onlooker was impatient, but when he saw the black tower giant beside the noble young man, he immediately swallowed his saliva, and explained in detail about the origin and role of Wang Cheng's martial arts.

"I see?" the noble young man smiled after hearing this.

He watched the fight on the stage, and the mage finally seized the opportunity and slashed the swordsman to death with a blow.

watched a few more martial arts matches, and the corners of the noble young man's mouth wiped a faint mockery: "Hei Er, you can go on and play with them." ”

(To be continued)