Chapter 829 – Saint Tian Gui’s son is a good dancer, and the Blood Clan’s young master is a good drinker
Chapter 829: Tian Gui Holy Son Good Dance, Blood Clan Young Lord Good Wine
Green Frost, there is no day and night, the center of the platform, always crowded, singing and dancing sound and music non-stop.
When the first ray of morning sun appeared, a pair of men and women came out of a pavilion hall, only these men and women were not very friendly or charming to each other.
Xin Zhuo and Sai Qingzhu walked out side by side, only to see a thin man on the left timidly said to the woman beside him: “Auntie, this thing you can never tell my mother, we cultivate one or two hundred years is not easy, can not because of this matter …….”
The woman interrupted in shame: “Shut up, I am your own aunt.”
The skinny man scratched his head: “I think it’s pretty good!”
The woman looked at him angrily: “Good for what? Where is it good? Good in ten breaths?”
The skinny man said awkwardly: “The blood qi is tumbling, I can’t control it, sixteen times ten breaths, one hundred and sixty breaths, it’s not short!”
On the other side, a pair of men and women have to be much more civilized, a white-bearded old man coughed lightly: “Little moth, this matter ……”
Next to a small and delicate young girl rubbing her hands on the corner of her clothes, timidly said: “Master’s heart method is really profound it.”
The old man stroked his whiskers and smiled faintly: “Ran also! Remember to keep your mouth shut in front of your senior brothers and sisters.”
The young girl whispered: “Got it!”
Further away, most of the men and women were in a hurry, some didn’t know each other, and those who did didn’t want to talk much.
Xin Zhuo couldn’t help but sigh with emotion: “There is nothing strange under the sun.”
Sai Qingzhu lightly laughed: “But it’s just some low realm martial artists choosing breath affinity people to enter the curtain, it’s just that most of the breath affinity people have some connection with each other or the same cultivation, that’s why it will make this many oolong.”
Said and lowered his voice: “Someone is staring!”
Xin Zhuo also felt a few observing gazes and asked, “Can we get rid of them?”
Sai Qingzhu grunted: “Simple!”
Grabbing Xin Zhuo’s hand, his figure flashed into a bamboo forest, then flashed to a small mountain, and then flashed into a spacious pavilion similar to a “theater”, in which there were dozens of people, both men and women, and a man on the opposite stage was dancing awkwardly.
Can’t say it’s really awkward, because his dance is extremely beautiful, limbs are very soft, every posture is just right, the key is his appearance, Xin Zhuo thought he had this appearance, after the change of the moon well and the nirvana of the giant ancient source of the supreme bone, is already handsome shocking, and this person is just as good as it has been, the angles are clear, flawless, there is a woman’s slenderness, and there is a man’s masculinity, whoever looks at, will sigh a good look, will be a good look, will be a good look. Anyone who looks at him will marvel at his good looks.
The following male and female martial artists, regardless of what realm, can not help but look into the mind.
Sai Qingzhu, however, is not cold, and even a little bored, to Xin Zhuo voice into the secret: “He is that mysterious Tian Gui holy land holy son, Gongzi whether to see the depth of this person?”
“Can’t tell!”
Xin Zhuo shook his head, this person’s aura was strong and weak at times, when it was weak it was similar to his own, when it was strong it seemed to be similar to Sai Qingzhu, after thinking about it, he asked: “He is not wearing a veil, yet he is performing here, is he a male girl or a guest?”
Sai Qingzhu said: “Male girl, he is not afraid of shame, not willing to take the veil, and has been dancing, as if very good dance, but never also no one choose him.”
“Why?” Xin Zhuo asked.
Xin Zhuo did not deliberately lower his voice, a bearded man next to him sighed and said back, “We don’t know whether he likes men or women, whether he likes to be strong and powerful, or whether he likes to be skinny and weak, we can’t surprise a good person!”
Good guy, it is already a “beautiful woman”.
On the stage of the Tian Gui holy son happened to look over a glance, talking bearded face white, a mouthful of blood sprayed all over the ground.
Sai Qingzhu suddenly pulled Xin Zhuo, straight to the door, to the outside and said: “It is better not to meet for the time being!”
Said to another place, this is a restaurant, upstairs diners are not many, only five tables, a group of dainty masked women shuttling back and forth, but only in serving one of the tables.
That table only sits two people, next to the wine jars piled up like a mountain. One of them had a thin face and was as gloomy as a ghost, Xin Zhuo recognized it, the Holy Son of the Great Diffraction Sect, Chen Fang, one of the gods under the statue of the gods in the Great Luo and Great Diffraction Sanctuary back then.
The other person, wearing a big sable in the summer, his bare head is only tied with a pigtail, and his nose is set with a gold ring, his appearance looks like he is fourteen or fifteen years old, but his aura is terrifying, as if the whole building of the restaurant is owned by him.
Sai Qingzhu and Xin Zhuo sat down at a table and said, “Great Diffusion Saint Son Chen Fang, the other is that mysterious Nomadic Blood Clan Young Lord, this person’s strength is equally unfathomable!”
Xin Zhuo frowned, this kid …… is somewhat familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere, where is it?
Sai Qingzhu saw the abnormality on his face and asked, “What’s wrong with Gongzi?”
Xin Zhuo asked: “The blood race is one of the ten thousand races?”
Sai Qingzhu shook his head and said: “Of course not! The Blood Race is also a human race, it’s just that their bloodline is unique, and they don’t befriend the outside world’s holy cave, but their strength is brutal and incomparable, and they are rumored to be the bloodline descendants of the ancient barbarian race and the human race, and they often possess the ability to be unpredictable and unpredictable!”
Xin Zhuo shook his head and said, “This world is far more wonderful than I imagined, I’ve seen demon races, ancient races, cultivators, and there is actually some kind of blood race!”
Sai Qingzhu laughed softly: “This heaven and earth is of course wonderful to the extreme, the sage master often said that this Wanwu Great World, is a situation that has never been seen in history, I’m afraid that it will be a war that will be dimly lit, it can be described as a great catastrophe of the heavens and the earth, and it is hard to predict who will live and who will die!”
“Two honored guests, what do you want to order?”
Just at this time the restaurant steward eagerly came forward, a trace of scrutiny flashed in his eyes, these two people sat for half a day just chatting, really rare.
“No need, this will go!”
Xin Zhuo led Sai Qingzhu straight downstairs.
Just as the two of them had just left, that Blood Race Young Lord who had fought with the Great Diffusion Saint Son Chen Fang over wine, looked at their backs with sharp, dead eyes, Xin Zhuo’s back to be exact.
Chen Fang laughed: ”Young Lord Zamu, could it be that you know them? That man’s name is Xin Zhuo, he is a Dala outcast who had summoned the Ancient Race, he is a person who is unforgivable, this Green Frost Land has already laid a heavenly net, he can’t run away!”
The young lord of the blood clan coldly said: “I’ll say it again, my name is Zamu wing, the prince of the Bald Lum division of the Nine Infant Blood Clan, if you call me Zamu again, your head will be ripped off for you!”
After saying that, his eyes were still looking at the direction Xin Zhuo left.
Chen Fang didn’t care in the slightest, poured a mouthful of wine and said, “Very well, Young Lord Zamu, do you recognize him?”
Zamu wing’s pair of danfeng eyes revealed a trace of reminiscence, which instantly turned into shyness: “The Nine Infant Blood Clan doesn’t respect heaven and earth, they only respect power, they only respect the strong, if the Great King is stronger than me, I, Zamu wing, will still prostrate myself at his feet, if it’s a three-legged rookie, I will rip my head off for him, who told me to have worshipped him back in the day!”
Chen Fang didn’t understand and smiled bashfully: “Young Lord Zamu is destined to wring his neck, he is in the realm of Celestial Five Decay, I don’t know how many Decays, this kid’s mind is very odd, can’t tell the strength level, disappeared for forty years, this appearance, I don’t know what tricks he’s going to make.”
“Celestial Five Decay? One Decay?” Zamu Wing was taken aback, looking at Chen Fang in disbelief.
He knew too well what this great king was about, wasn’t he just a Houtian?
Chen Fang nodded his head: “That’s right, one ace, the first person of the Houtian, a demon, if we can’t kill him before he enters the Yuan Pole, then the Daolord and the Daoyan may not have a chance!
This kind of weird mortal body that has never been recorded in history is too heaven-defying, I’m only afraid that the great holy land caves will recruit him, and there will be saints who will take him as their disciple!”
Zamu Wing frowned for a while before saying, “This kind of strange mortal body is too mythological, if I were a saint in his place, I would also accept him as a disciple!”
Chen Fang shook his head and got up, saying, “It’s almost time, the roundup is ripe, please Young Lord Zamu see the action and go?”
……
Xin Zhuo and Sai Qingzhu had already arrived at the piazza square, the crowd was still bustling, just several gazes, deadlocked over.
Yuan Extreme Realm, eleven people!
More than expected.
(End of chapter)