#222 - Chapter 222 Is this a fool?
"In addition to cultivating a few elite disciples, Lingxian Pavilion recruits more powerful people from other sects. In name, it is to unite against the Immortal Martial Alliance. As for secretly... it is still to facilitate everyone to do something that is not easy to directly Just a deal that was stated! ! ”
Wu Qiongdao obviously disdained this Lingxian Pavilion.
Ning Feng smiled slightly and whispered:
"Xiao Fan, you don't have to care too much about this Lingxian Pavilion. Although their power is said to be spread throughout the Xuantian Continent, in fact, it is just a group of self-righteous garbage!! There are not many people in the real big forces who take them. Take it seriously."
Xiao Fan smiled unanimously.
He didn't have many thoughts or thoughts about this group of people.
I just want to come and see what the purpose of these people is.
"Elder Wu~"
After all, Wu Qiongdao is the elder of the only holy land in the Western Regions and is still very famous.
When the martial king realm practitioner at the door saw him coming, he immediately bowed his fists and invited him respectfully to enter the tent behind him.
Ning Feng and Xiao Fan immediately followed.
Ning Feng was not stopped by this martial king cultivator.
But when it was Xiao Fan, this martial king cultivator suddenly took a cold step, blocked Xiao Fan, and said in a cold tone:
"Only those who participate in the Luoyuan Valley Competition are eligible to enter the tent behind me. You... get out!!"
Is this a special code a bad pen?
Suddenly I was stopped.
This kind of thought came to Xiao Fan's mind instantly.
No matter what kind of cultivation you have.
Also, is he a cultivator who participated in the Luoyuan Valley Competition?
But since I came here with Wu Qiongdao.
That means that he is Wu Qiongdao's person.
He, a watchdog, stopped himself so strongly. Isn’t this slapping Wu Qiongdao in the face?
No wonder Wu Qiongdao looked down on this Lingxian Pavilion so disdainful.
If their practitioners were all like this, they would be like this.
That's really no one else! !
"Um?"
When Wu Qiongdao heard the movement behind him, the expression on his face instantly became gloomy.
He suddenly turned around and looked at the watchdog.
Coldly asked:
"What do you mean? Stop the people I brought? Don't give me Wu Qiongdao face?"
"Elder Wu, how dare you not give you face? But at this moment, there are seniors who participated in the Luoyuan Valley Competition. He is a rookie from the Wuzong realm, and he will be ridiculed when he goes in. Maybe he will meet him. Some people with bad tempers will do it directly, and I am also doing it for his own good!”
When the watchdog faced Xiao Fan and Wu Qiongdao, his attitude was completely different.
Facing Xiao Fan, he was arrogant and looked down on Xiao Fan completely.
But facing Wu Qiongdao.
Both of them were strong men in the Martial King Realm, but he acted like a Martial Master Realm, with a flattering face, wishing he could just hold Wu Qiongdao's thigh and lick it.
Extremely disgusting! !
At the same time, his words were also a striking expression, showing that he was considering Xiao Fan entirely.
The purpose of doing this.
Not only is it not to slap Wu Qiongdao in the face, but to prevent Xiao Fan from entering the tent and being bullied by other strong people of the same status as Wu Qiongdao. That is the real slap Wu Qiongdao in the face! !
"Hey! Elder Wu, are you here?"
At this moment, the practitioners in the tent heard the movement outside.
A seemingly treacherous man opened the curtain and walked out.
The moment he saw Wu Qiongdao, he greeted him eagerly.
Immediately afterwards.
No matter what happened outside, he angrily scolded the watchdog, and then enthusiastically invited Wu Qiongdao and his group to enter the tent.
As for Xiao Fan.
He just glanced lightly and ignored it.
There is no sign of being able to enter, nor does it mean that it is not able to enter.
Xiao Fan followed Wu Qiongdao silently and walked into the tent.
The watchdog opened his mouth and didn't speak.
But the contempt on his face revealed his attitude to the fullest.
Inside a huge tent.
Dozens of martial king cultivators, each with a small single table, gathered together into a large round table, eager to drink and eat meat, and discuss it.
On their small single table were several exquisite dishes and bottles of wine.
They all ate oily and looked very strange.
because……
After all, they are all cultivators in the Martial King realm, but they look like they have not eaten good things for many years.
In theory.
In this case, no matter how greedy a person is, he will be reserved.
There will never be such a performance.
It's really strange! !
"Elder Wu, I'm really sorry, there is no extra seat, why don't you three sit here together!!"
The man who took Wu Qiongdao and his group into the tent had an apology expression on his treacherous face. He took them to the empty seat in a corner and said helplessly.
"It doesn't matter!"
Wu Qiongdao waved his hand, and he also felt that the atmosphere in the tent was a bit strange, and he also figured out what was going on, rather than worrying about the mere seating problem.
He also saw it.
The elder of the Lingxian Pavilion in front of him is not targeting him.
But there are really no seats.
"Thank you for your understanding, Elder Wu. These are the delicious dishes and drinks that our Lingxian Pavilion has prepared for everyone this time. Elder Wu, Manager Ning, and this fellow Taoist can all try them. We will wait for half an incense stick of time before we start to formally discuss the topic we invited everyone to come here to discuss today."
The elders of Lingxian Pavilion filled the small table in front of Wu Qiongdao with dishes and drinks.
Compared with the dishes on other tables, it is indeed three servings.
There is really no difference in treatment.
Even though Xiao Fan is really the one with the lowest cultivation in the tent.
"Xiao Fan, there will be no problem with these dishes and drinks, right?"
After the elders of Lingxian Pavilion left, Ning Feng secretly sent a voice message to Xiao Fan.
"You feel it too?"
Xiao Fan's eyes flickered and he picked up a dish that looked like a chicken leg.
"Don't..."
Ning Feng was a little worried, and looked at Wu Qiongdao:
"Let Elder Wu try first! After all, his cultivation is higher!"
Wu Qiongdao: "???"
Looking at Ning Feng in surprise, Wu Qiongdao felt a little resentful, but after thinking carefully, he could only smile bitterly and nodded, whispering:
"Indeed, let me try first! After all, my cultivation is also the strongest one. If there is any problem, I can resist it!!"
"Come on! It's good that your cultivation is high, but what about your strength?"
Xiao Fan glared at Wu Qiongdao unhappily, making Wu Qiongdao embarrassed instantly.
"Sizzle~"
Xiao Fan took the opportunity to bite the food that looked like a chicken leg.
A wonderful feeling of softness and juiciness instantly burst out from his mouth.
That taste.
It's absolutely amazing!!
U1S1!!
(Speaking frankly)
This is definitely the most delicious food Xiao Fan has ever eaten, whether in his previous life or this life.
But...
