Chapter 850: One big pancake for each person, call me Master.
Mo Yanyu learned in advance that the Xiao family from Nanhai had arrived.
Just in case, I didn't let my two brothers come over.
The monks discussed it in low voices, all of them were amazed.
Her long eyelashes were slightly raised, and there was a strange pattern on her forehead.
Her temperament is icy and extraordinary, and her appearance is stunningly beautiful.
Some monks also surfed the Internet and knew that she was a recognized beauty in China.
A closer look reveals that it is even worse than the rumors!
Ancestor Xiao Cang snorted coldly and said in a deep voice.
"You are more arrogant and less willing to sacrifice your life than the last Phoenix Lord!"
"No one is here to protect you, aren't you afraid that I will take action?"
Seeing that she had no protector, Xiao Cang became more and more certain that the old ghosts of the Mo family were not there.
His tone suddenly became impolite, and he seemed ready to attack at any time.
Bai Ming's eyes sparkled: "Remind Senior Xiao."
"Mo Shenyuan will be here soon."
Xiao Cang raised his eyebrows, obviously recognizing Mo Shenyuan.
Not only him, Nangong Chi, Ji Heng and others were also surprised.
They are strong men of their time.
"Mo Shenyuan didn't pass away. This was beyond my expectation."
"But, before that, what if I educate the younger generation of the Mohist School for him? He will thank me instead."
Today, he was determined to suppress the arrogance of the Mo family and enhance the power of the Xiao family!
"I wonder where the dog is barking from."
"Who brought a dog to the Alliance Parliament?"
Xiao Cang was stunned, and the monks present were struck by lightning.
boom……
Then a terrifying pressure swept over, as if it was going to blow the building away.
"Where did you come from, you beast? How dare you insult my ancestor!"
A middle-aged man from the Xiao family shouted loudly, revealing his golden elixir cultivation.
With a palm strike, the spiritual energy palm print hit the source of the sarcastic voice.
The move that was full of murderous intent fell and mysteriously turned into nothingness.
Xiao Cang and the monks present were all shocked.
They immediately stood up from their seats, with horror on everyone's face.
Because they realized that this person possessed a supreme principle of Tao!
The offensive was suppressed by this invisible law before it even got close.
"Xiao Ke."
When Mo Yanyu saw the familiar figure, she smiled and felt completely relaxed.
Wang Xiaoke ignored everyone, walked up to her and protected her behind him.
Wang Yingying and Xie Shuiyao followed him with displeasure on their faces.
"You can't even control a dog, old man, why are you still standing there?"
"I didn't ask you to come here just to watch a show."
The accompanying Kunlun elder was startled and immediately stared at the person who did it.
The middle-aged man of the Xiao family had no time to react before he was strangled by the throat. No matter how he struggled, it was useless.
"Master...save me!"
Wang Yingying rubbed her hands and slapped him in the face.
The crisp sound of a slap echoed throughout the hall.
The Xiao family members were furious, but they did not dare to act rashly.
"I feel relieved now. Yaoyao, do you want to try it?"
All the noble families and Taoist sects present had expressions of disbelief.
"Hiss... Where did this woman come from... Do you know what you are doing?!"
"Who gave her the courage to openly provoke the Xiao family?"
"I know, this is the third sister of our president's family."
"So that's... the new sword immortal who has gained great fame recently?"
"hiss……"
……
For a moment, countless powerful people stared at Wang Xiaoke, their eyes filled with fear and horror.
Some people also found out the cultivation level of the Kunlun Grand Elder.
The middle stage of Nascent Soul!
An elder of the Xiao family dressed in a black robe looked at the grand elder of the Kunlun Sect warily.
Wang Xiaoke narrowed his eyes and said:
"Old dog, are you qualified to educate my wife?"
Mo Yanyu coughed, her pretty face flushed, a hint of shame flashed in her eyes, and she whispered:
"you."
"Don't be so affectionate with so many people here."
Wang Xiaoke looked back, his eyes seemed to contain crushed stars.
"Is not it?"
Xie Shuiyao looked unhappy and felt sour in her heart.
Wang Yingying snorted and slapped the middle-aged man in the face a few more times.
The middle-aged Xiao family was confused. Who could buy peanuts for him?
"Humph!"
Xiao Cang slowly stood up, his face so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out.
"Are you the association's Wang Xiaoke?"
"I have been practicing for hundreds of years, and no young man has ever dared to insult me!"
"But I admire you, so you can pretend nothing happened."
Wang Xiaoke blinked and looked at him suspiciously.
"appreciate?"
"That's right. I heard that you are gifted with a demonic talent. I am quite interested in you. Although you and this girl have a matchmaking agreement, you have not yet gotten married."
"It's better not to interfere. After all, it's a feud between the two clans."
"Besides, the daughters of my Xiao family are not bad either. If you like her, let her follow you."
Xiao Cang forced a smile.
When these words were spoken, all the monks present were surprised.
This old ghost was extremely overbearing just now, and now the girl from the She clan is trying to win over Wang Xiaoke, and he doesn't even hesitate to change his face...
Wang Yingying was stunned: "What Xiao family girl?"
How come after just a few rounds, an old man is already pitching in as a matchmaker for my younger brother?
"Ruier."
Xiao Cang beckoned his finger, and a young girl walked out from the Xiao family group.
She has a good appearance, and her plain face gives people a sense of innocence.
Although the eyes are not misleading, they have a different kind of agility.
"Ancestor."
Xiao Cang nodded: "What do you think, young friend?"
Wang Xiaoke took a glance and couldn't help being a little surprised.
Being in the Ningyuan realm and possessing the Wanhua Dao body is indeed extraordinary.
Seeing that he was lost in thought, Mo Yanyu put her hand on his waist.
"You like it?"
Wang Xiaoke shuddered and met her possessive eyes.
"No, no, I just think she has good qualifications."
Wang Xiaoke was very panicked.
"Don't make malicious assumptions about me. I'm not a heartless person."
Xie Shuiyao looked at Xiao Rui and found that Sister Mo was more pleasing to the eye in comparison.
"The Xiao family uses this method to win over people, don't they feel ashamed?"
In the hall, a tall and majestic figure quietly appeared.
It is the ancestor of Mohist school, Mo Shenyuan!
Xiao Cang's pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression was filled with horror.
"You...you are Mo Laogui?"
"How can you be so young? How can you look old?"
Nangong Chi and Ji Heng were speechless, confused and excited.
The four of them have lived for nearly a thousand years, and they only have a short time left.
They now look like old men in their eighties or nineties.
He is getting old.
Looking back at Mo Shenyuan, his hair is jet-black, like that of a middle-aged man.
Even the aura of cultivation became unfathomable.
They were not fools and could see that Mo Shenyuan had not changed his appearance.
In this case, there is only one possibility, that is, he...
Reached that level too!
Xiao Cang was unwilling to accept this. After all, the two of them had not gotten along in their early years. They had fought privately for dozens of times, and the score was almost evenly matched.
"Is this the ancestor of the Mohist school?"
"Mo Shenyuan... It is said that he was once the king of a country and his qualifications are closest to Emperor Xuanyuan."
"The four great royal families all coming together is probably a rare sight that only happens once in a thousand years."
"I suddenly feel so safe. If we join forces, we won't be afraid of the Liuxue Sect!"
The whole hall was buzzing with activity as the monks chatted animatedly.
Nangong Chi hesitated for a moment and asked the most curious question.
"Fellow Daoist Shenyuan, have you taken that step?!"
The Ji family's ancestor reacted, his eyes filled with excitement.
And Xiao Cang beside him stared at Mo Shenyuan as if he had seen a ghost.
Mo Shenyuan ignored them.
Come to Wang Xiaoke.
Immediately, he bowed amid countless confused gazes.
"metropolitan……"
Silence, deathly silence, everyone seemed petrified.
A powerful ancestor-level being actually saluted Wang Xiaoke!
The key point is that he calls him the sect leader. Does Wang Xiaoke have any background?
"Old Mo, are you crazy?"
"Are you not afraid of being laughed at by the world when you pay your respects to a young man?"
Mo Shenyuan pursed his thin lips, and a ray of pressure was like a mountain collapsing.
"Wang Xiaoke has done us a favor, and he is also the leader of our sect."
"Who dares to make fun of me!"
His words caused Xiao Cang and a number of aristocratic families and sects to fall into silence.
