Wild beast war god

Wenluo was slightly stunned when she heard this, but she soon relaxed.

Junior Brother Sikong had saved Master Wuji's life, so it was normal for him to possess the token of Emperor Wuji. Master Wuji would certainly not blame him for entering the Ice King Circle Tower as a person who was a member of Emperor Wuji.

The token in Sikong Jing's hand was given by Xiao Liang, which allows the former to act more conveniently in Wanbing City.

The guard of the Ice King Round Tower narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said in a normal manner: "It turns out that he is Master Wuji, please come in."

Of course they do not need to have a good attitude if they are not disciples of the top powers in the Central Plains, but with the identity and status of Master Wuji, his people are certainly qualified to attend the banquet...

Just like that, Sikong Jing took back the token, took Wenluo and stepped into the Ice King Round Tower.

However, the Ice King Round Tower is very big, so there is a waiter from the Ice King Round Tower in front of them to lead them forward.

At this moment, Sikong Jing and the two also saw the Ice King Tower, the tallest building in Wanbing City, located in the center of the Ice King Round Tower. However, Sikong Jing averted his eyes after just one glance, showing no interest at all.

Now he wanted to rush to the center of the banquet and find his sister.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Sikong Jing suddenly stopped, because a group of people walked toward him in the aisle. The leader was a young man in a gorgeous golden robe, with an extremely extraordinary aura about him.

It seems that wherever he is thrown, he can attract attention.

Next to the golden-robed young man, there was a middle-aged man covered in ice armor, with a respectful look on his face.

Just at this moment, the waiter who was leading Sikong Jing said: "Quickly step aside, that is our sect master and his important guest."

As soon as these words came out, Sikong Jing was slightly stunned.

The person who showed such respect turned out to be the leader of the Ice King Sect, the strongest local force in Wanbing City, and the young man in golden robe was obviously a very important guest of the Ice King Sect.

And the person who can make the Ice King Sect Master be as humble as a servant is probably a super genius from some top power.

Sikong Jing made a secret judgment in his heart.

Although the waiter told them to move away quickly, Sikong Jing and Wen Luo did not move their feet. It was a joke. The Wu Nian Holy Sect was also the top existence in the Central Plains, so why should they give way to others?

Since Sikong Jing plays the role of a disciple of the Wu Nian Holy Sect, he naturally needs to have the confidence of the Wu Nian Holy Sect.

At the same time, everyone on the opposite side immediately noticed the presence of the two of them.

After the Ice King Sect Master looked at it for a few times, he suddenly froze, then frowned and shouted: "Sikong Buwang."

As soon as these words came out, Wenluo opened her mouth wide and said that she wanted to hide her identity. Why was she recognized all of a sudden?

Moreover, the person who recognized Junior Brother Sikong was the host of this banquet, the head of the Ice King Sect.

Sikong Jing was also stunned for a moment, but soon felt relieved again.

There were many strong men who went to save Master Wuji back then, and as the leader of the Ice King Sect, he was certainly one of them, so he naturally recognized him at first sight as Master Wuji's so-called savior.

Thinking of this, Sikong Jing stepped forward and replied with a smile: "Master Ice King, I'm late."

As the voice fell, the Ice King Sect Master continued to frown tightly.

And his eyes even slowly moved to the young man in gold robe next to him, as if asking the young man in gold robe what to do.

Because of the existence of the golden-robed young man, I don’t want anyone to know about it yet, but I don’t want to be caught by Sikong Buhuang because he is late, especially since Sikong Buhuang is also closely related to the Emperor Wuji...

Of course, Sikong Jing also noticed the look in the Ice King Sect Leader's eyes.

After briefly glancing at the young man in gold robe, he asked again: "Master Ice King, could it be that you didn't let me in because I was late?"

In this regard, the Ice King Sect Master still did not reply.

On the contrary, the young man in gold robe next to him suddenly said: "So, you are Sikong Buhuang who saved Master Wuji."

His voice is light and elegant, making people feel like spring breeze.

Sikong Jing raised his eyes slightly, and their eyes met instantly. Of course, there was no smoke, because the eyes of the young man in gold robe looked down at all living beings like a noble one, while Sikong Jing was calm and calm.

The next moment, Sikong Jing looked away and asked, "That's right, who are you?"

Of course the young man in golden robe would not answer this, but still looked at Sikong Jing with his noble eyes.

Then he actually took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand to pat Sikong Jing on the shoulder. His actions were very habitual, as if he was patting a subordinate he liked very much...

However, at the moment when the golden-robed young man's hand was about to touch Sikong Jing's shoulder.

Sikong Jing had already taken a step away.

Of course, the young man in gold robe shot his hand away, his expression froze in an instant, and the scene suddenly felt awkward.

The next moment...boom!

Heavy footsteps sounded in vain, and a group of guard-like figures behind the golden-robed young man suddenly flashed murderous intent. At this embarrassing moment for the golden-robed young man, they all took a step together.

Their eyes were sharp and domineering, which made Wenluo next to Sikong Jing have the urge to circulate his true energy.

Of course Sikong Jing could sense the murderous intention on the other side, but his face was expressionless and his eyes were suspicious.

In just a moment, the young man in golden robe waved his hand gently.

In an instant, the guards behind him all stopped their murderous intentions and retreated to their original positions...

Of course, the young man in golden robe stopped patting Sikong Jing on the shoulder and said, "You are very good. I admire you very much."

"If you have the chance, I'll treat you to a drink." The young man in gold robe added in an understatement.

Hearing this, Sikong Jing faced the golden-robed young man's gaze that looked like a god in the sky, and replied calmly: "Thank you for your appreciation, but I don't really like drinking with strangers..."

He did not ask who the young man in gold robe was. Since the other party was not prepared to answer, he would be asking for trouble if he asked again.

But Sikong Jing has completely expressed it, you didn't even tell me your name, why should I drink with you?

But just as the voice fell, the eyes of the guards behind the golden-robed young man burst out with cold light again, as if Sikong Jing's rejection was a very treasonous thing and very heinous.

But the reaction of the guards was once again stopped by the young man in gold robe.

Then, the young man in gold robe laughed loudly and said: "Don't worry, it won't be long before you know who I am, and you will definitely be happy to drink with me by then...Okay, let's go in and attend the banquet."

At the end, he still sounded like he was ordering his subordinates, and then the young man in golden robe passed by Sikong Jing...

The guards behind him immediately followed, but each one of them still looked at Sikong Jing with cold eyes.

At the same time, the Ice King Sect Master was last.

He also passed by Sikong Jing, but he smiled softly and said: "Brother Sikong, soon you will know that today's chance encounter is a blessing that you have cultivated in your lifetime, and you will feel extremely honored."

After saying that, without waiting for Sikong Jing to reply anything, the Ice King Sect Leader quickly followed him.

The footsteps gradually faded away, but Sikong Jing was still thinking about something expressionlessly.

Wen Luo, who was standing next to him, had already spoken: "What the hell, you actually said that meeting him was a blessing that Junior Brother Sikong must have cultivated in his lifetime. When Junior Brother Sikong you officially become a core disciple of the Changqing lineage, you still don't know whose blessing it is. "

Obviously, Wenluo was very unhappy with the condescending attitude of the young man in golden robe just now.