Jiang Ping couldn't be more familiar with the fox fake tiger power, after all, he was either hugging his thighs, or on the way to hugging his thighs, and occasionally pretended to be a big man.

In the face of Jiang Ping's posture of asking guilt, the people of the Wuyue Sword Sect also had a headache, were they wrong about this?

Naturally, there is none.

It can't be that anyone can just take a hostage to make their Wuyue Sword Sect surrender, then they don't want to be famous for so many years.

Do people boast of their compassion?

No, they will only say that they are stupid, and then they will dare to go up to the Wuyue Sword Sect Mountain to drink with a hostage in the future.

They are just a charlatan, and they have no obligation to protect the hostages.

But when the person questioned them face to face, they could not say anything to refute it.

Especially since this party is really big, bigger than their Wuyue Sword Sect, they have to bow their heads.

It was still the white-haired old man who came forward, and it could be seen that his reputation in the Wuyue Sword Sect was very high, and he could almost represent the Wuyue Sword Sect.

"Jiang Gongzi, we didn't handle this matter properly, what compensation do you want, you can say it, we will do what we can. ”

It is impossible to fight for the time being.

Because if he really wants to fight, Jiang Ping will not make such a gesture, and it will be good to go directly to the knife.

It's just that once their next compensation can't satisfy Jiang Ping, they and that Tianzun Palace will really have a feud.

The more powerful the faction and the big power, the more important they are to their reputation.

Otherwise, if they beat the young lord of the family today, will they dare to rob the female disciples of the family tomorrow, and dare to point at the nose of the Tianzun of the other family and scold the mother the day after tomorrow.

Of course, they definitely wouldn't dare, but that's the reason.

If you forgive others for small offenses, others will say that you are broad-minded and heroic.

But everyone has slapped you in the face, you have to forgive, others will only say that you are cowardly and cowardly, and you are not worthy of a sword and a sword, so you should go home and raise pigs.

Just now, the Wuyue Sword Sect wanted to kill Jiang Ping, if they could all forgive them, then don't say anything about others, even if it is the Wuyue Sword Sect, they have to say it in their hearts, what Tianzun Palace, but that's it.

Of course, Jiang Ping didn't want to save any reputation for Tianzun Palace.

He just wanted to take advantage of the fact that he still had the name of a young lord on his body, and there were four beauties standing behind him, so he could get the benefits first.

He stared at the white-haired old man with straight eyes, and his heart was furious, and then he said slowly:

"Originally, I couldn't bear this, after all, Master Ben Gongzi is an old man of Tianzun, and hitting me in the face is slapping her in the face.

But when I was young, I had an old relationship with the great master of Nangong, and he also gave me a talisman and treated me like a nephew, and I remember this in my heart.

So for his sake, I won't tell the old man Tianzun about this. ”

Nangong Xuanqi knew that Jiang Ping was selling his face, so he immediately raised his head and chest, and arched his hands left and right, looking like I had just done some small things, and I didn't care about it.

Well, it seems that Jiang Xiaozi is still good, and it is good to let Cangquan contact him more and get close to him in the future.

The rest of the Grand Masters: "......"

Have you figured out which side you are?

Here, Jiang Ping's conversation changed:

"However, you almost killed me just now, and if you don't give me an explanation for this matter, my son really can't pass that level in his heart.

So you have to promise me one thing. ”

"What?"

The white-haired old man waited for the battle, only to feel that success or failure was in one fell swoop.

If Jiang Ping put forward any conditions that they couldn't fulfill, then no matter who his master was, he would only have to do one.

Although the mythical warrior is terrifying, no one will benefit from the fish and the net is broken.

"Ahem. ”

Jiang Ping cleared his throat, and his face was covered with a layer of idealistic divine brilliance and said:

"As we all know, this son is a man who regards dreams as more important than life, if you can help me fulfill my dreams, then the fact that you almost killed me will be revealed. ”

"Jiang Gongzi, please speak. ”

The white-haired old man looked cautious.

If Jiang Ping said anything about the dream of being rich in the world and leaning towards the government and the opposition, they would have to do it once.

After all, they want to dream of these dreams.

Jiang Ping looked into the distance, and said with three points of embarrassment, four points of vicissitudes, and five points of excitement:

"Actually, Ben Gongzi also has an identity, I am a cook, a chef with superb cooking skills.

It was only in the last resort that he embarked on the road of martial arts, and as a result, he practiced casually, and he had today's martial arts realm.

In the end, even Tianzun valued me, accepted me as a disciple, and wanted to pass on the Tianzun Palace to me.

I ......"

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

The coughs came and went, as if everyone had made an appointment to catch a cold at this time.

Even the four envoys standing behind Jiang Ping couldn't help but cover their thin lips with their small hands, coughed lightly, their bodies trembled slightly, and it looked like they should be holding back very hard.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Ping, who was immersed in his own emotions, came back to his senses.

"It's okay, it's okay, Jiang Gongzi, you continue to pretend, no, keep talking, you say it, everyone listens." ”

The white-haired old man was so dangerous that he held back a forced word, and his face turned red.

He has lived for nearly a hundred years, and he has never seen a person who is so good at pretending, and even Nangong is inferior to three percent of his skills.

"Oh. ”

Jiang Ping cleaned up his mood and continued to play:

"I've always had a dream to make a meal delicious for everyone in the world.

Even the simplest ingredients can be handled with excellent skill, with perfect cooking techniques, and the greatest flavor can be presented.

If you realize the deliciousness on your taste buds, you will have happiness in life, and it is also my greatest expectation for food.

But this is not something that I can do alone.

So ......"

Jiang Ping looked at the white-haired old man, swept over the others of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and said with a thick expectation:

"I need your help. ”

The white-haired old man was numb by Jiang Ping's scalp, and at this moment he would rather Jiang Ping say something to compensate him for 1.8 million taels of silver.

But he decided to wait and see, what if Jiang Ping made a request for an even more unreliable spectrum.

"How does Gongzi Jiang want us to help?"

"I don't know if you've heard of the Culinary Arts Exchange Association?"

Jiang Ping smiled slightly, and said mysteriously.