Wild beast war god

Looking back at Ma Shuquan, Sikong Jing frowned and replied indifferently: "Go and greet him."

After saying that, Sikong Jing continued to eat and drink, with no intention of leaving the table.

For a moment, Ma Shuquan felt dizzy again. What kind of status should Young Master Ling's performance in black be considered? He agreed to go out to greet him, but he didn't want to leave. What kind of attitude was that?

Sikong Jing said again: "You can go and greet them, but I haven't finished eating yet. If you want to clear the place, wait until I'm full."

After hearing this, Ma Shuquan seemed to understand a little bit...

He could give face to Mr. Xuanxiao Sect, but he couldn't leave the restaurant before finishing his meal.

In this way, Ma Shuquan took the captain and left quickly.

Sikong Jing continued to drink. He wanted to continue to find out which side family his mother came from. Of course he didn't want to leave, and with his performance just now, he couldn't pretend to go out to meet Mr. Xiao.

He cast his eyes gently out the window, fell on the tall and beautiful woman, and spoke secretly...

"The very pure Lingtian Emperor's veins will actually marry this amazing-looking Mr. Xiao?"

"Is the Lingtian Emperor's family so ruthless in treating their descendants for the sake of profit?"

Sikong Jing judged immediately that this beautiful woman with a cold face had the Lingtian Emperor's veins and was not weak, and it could be seen from her expression that she was extremely reluctant to this marriage.

Obviously, he was forced...

It should be the marriage that the Lingtian Emperor's family adopted in order to make the Xuanxiao Sect more loyal.

"Is she in the same situation as my mother when she was adopted?"

While Sikong Jing kept thinking about it, Ma Shuquan was already greeting Xiao Nanpan at the door of the restaurant, flattering him in all kinds of ways.

When Xiao Nanpan saw this, he suddenly laughed out loud...

"My lord, I thought it was some distinguished guest."

"It turns out that I'm just the little island owner of Shuangli Island. You have no right to be in the same restaurant as me. You guys can get lost now."

He was completely the same and looked down upon Ma Shuquan.

When Sikong Jing heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes. If Ma Shuquan was expelled, he might have to show up.

Faced with the young master of the Eight Leaves Sect, his identity would be hard to fool.

For a small island owner like Ma Shuquan, he doesn't have to introduce himself if he doesn't want to, and the other party doesn't dare to ask any more questions... But this is not the case for the Baye Sect, he must give the other party an identity.

Otherwise, it is easy to cause all kinds of troubles, but now Sikong Jing does not fully understand the various structures of Emperor Lingtian's family.

He hasn't given himself the identity of the Lingtian Emperor's family yet.

At this time, Ma Shuquan, who was in front of the restaurant, looked a little ugly but quickly changed to a smile and said: "Mr. Xiao, I have an honored guest above me, his surname is Ling."

After the voice fell, the expression on Xiao Nanpan's face suddenly stiffened.

Immediately afterwards, he went straight to the point and spoke loudly...

"It turns out there is also Mr. Ling in the restaurant. I don't know which Mr. Ling he is. Please come down and see him."

Xiao Nanpan's behavior at this time was as if he was not afraid of anything, as if he didn't even care about Mr. Ling.

The onlookers were pointing secretly...

"Isn't he afraid of offending a certain terrifying Master Ling?"

"Yes, does he think he can surpass the young masters of Emperor Lingtian's family?"

"Of course he is not afraid. Don't forget that there are many powerful Master Ling who have died in Lingtian Sea Cave. God knows who the young master Ling above is from."

Following someone's final explanation, the onlookers immediately felt awe-inspiring...

Yes, most of the high-status young masters from Emperor Ling Tian's family are dead now, so Xiao Nanpan looks completely fearless, thinking that all the young masters Ling who can appear here are far inferior to him.

With that said...

Everyone looked towards the restaurant, waiting for Mr. Ling to appear above the restaurant.

Finally, a faint voice sounded from above the restaurant: "I haven't had enough wine yet, so please wait."

As soon as these words came out, there was an instant silence inside and outside the restaurant...

Then everyone's eyes moved to Xiao Nanpan, and they saw that the latter's face gradually became gloomy, and he became increasingly confused, as if he was not sure who the master Ling above him was.

Finally, Xiao Nanpan raised his head again and said with a smile: "Master Ling, I have recently gained enlightenment on the sword. Please give me some advice."

The words fell...

Xiao Nanpan turned out to be a direct sword light, thrusting out at the window of Sikong Jing's room.

Everyone quickly looked along the sword light. What will happen next?

In just an instant, the sword light stopped in front of the window.

A pair of chopsticks stretched out from the window and caught Xiao Nanpan's extremely intense sword light.

In an instant... bang!

The sword light was clipped into pieces, and then under everyone's shocked eyes, the voice from the window sounded faintly again: "It's very ordinary."

Three words, in response to Xiao Nanpan’s so-called advice...

It was quiet again inside and outside the restaurant. Although Xiao Nanpan's sword just now was not very strong, it was still a saint-level existence.

It was broken with just a pinch of chopsticks. This Mr. Ling was simply terrifying.

Xiao Nanpan continued to stare in the direction of the window, then grinned and said: "Young Master Ling is awesome. I was just rude. I want to invite Mr. Ling to have a drink with me."

After saying that, Xiao Nanpan looked at Ma Shuquan and said: "Master Shuangli Island, lead the way."

He was still very direct. Although he apologized and stopped preparing to clear the place, he just wanted to see who Master Ling was. After speaking, he looked at the beautiful woman behind him and said, "Madam, let's go in."

There was a look of disgust on the pretty woman's face, but she was too lazy to correct his title.

In this way, Ma Shuquan, who was caught in the middle, could only lead the way with an ugly face, while Xiao Nanpan strode in with a beautiful woman and a team of expert guards. The other guests in the restaurant stood up to greet...

After a while, they arrived at the door of the private room where Sikong Jing was.

Xiao Nanpan looked at the still closed door and repeated: "Master Ling, I would like to invite you to have a drink with me."

Speaking of this, his eyes were filled with light...

Although he looks like a playboy, in fact he is not a pure playboy, he has the qualifications.

Xuanxiao Sect......

It is one of the strongest sects on the territory of Emperor Lingtian's family.

And he was the sect leader's most doted son, even the Lingtian Emperor's family wanted to marry a daughter to him.

Not just any young master Ling can challenge him.

There are so many young men named Ling here. Wouldn't it be very shameful if they were scared away casually?

Although he had just tried the sword and proved that Mr. Ling was good, he was still fearless. As the onlookers said, most of the powerful Mr. Ling had died in Lingtian Sea Cave.

He is afraid of nothing.

Now he is waiting. If Mr. Ling inside dares not to open the door, it will prove that there is nothing to fear.

Just kick the door open...

Just when Xiao Nanpan was brewing, the door opened gently, and a cold voice came: "Come in."

When Xiao Nanpan heard this, he smiled with satisfaction, but with contempt in his heart...

If he opened the door with his own attitude, there would be nothing to fear, but in the next moment...boom!

The terrifying sword intention suddenly came towards the face, carrying the pure and incomparable aura of Lingtian Emperor's veins. Xiao Nanpan's face suddenly froze when he was about to step in. His feet were stuck in mid-air, unable to move.

The completely suppressed aura of terror was locked to death.

But inside the room, there was still a cold voice: "Come in, why don't you come in?"

Sweat gradually appeared on Xiao Nanpan's forehead. It wasn't that he didn't want to go in, but that he couldn't move.