Soul Emperor Martial God

Xiao Yi was shocked.

It's not an exaggeration to describe it as a monstrous wave in my heart.

This old man could see through his true identity in one word?

However, Xiao Yi is Xiao Yi after all.

Even though my heart is so horrified and inexplicable, the waves are rolling, but there is still nothing wrong.

Except for the shock that flashed across his eyes, no abnormality was revealed.

From the shock of my heart, to the moment of calming my mind, only for a moment.

If he guessed right, it should just be...

"Xiao Yi?" Xiao Yi spit out indifferently, looking directly at the old man, "Your Excellency is joking with me?"

really.

"Haha." The old man chuckled, "Isn't the little friend joking too?"

"I wore a mask to hide my face; hide my breath and identity."

"Then Yi Xiao's name is obviously not your real name."

Sure enough, the old man just changed his name by coincidence.

What the old man said was "Xiao Yi", not "Xiao Yi".

Xiao Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But I don't know that the old man has been watching the changes in his gaze all the time, and even caught the shock that flashed before.

Xiao Yi's eyes returned to his indifference, "Didn't your excellency also hide his breath?"

"Senior is at least a strong emperor, but only shows the ultimate strength of the emperor."

The old man blinked, "Can the little friend see the strength of the old man's cultivation?"

Xiao Yi sneered, "It seems that your Excellency is very confident in his method of hiding the intensity of breath."

The old man chuckles, "There is no way of self-confidence like a little friend."

The old man said like this, but he looked at Xiao Yi with a questioning tone.

Obviously, the old man is still waiting for the answer to the question.

"No." Xiao Yi shook his head, "I just have the most superficial sense of crisis."

"Your Excellency gives me a feeling that is stronger than that of the famous emperor and powerhouse like Emperor Scarlet Tiger."

"But it's far inferior to the emperor's realm like Lan Ying."

"So I guessed."

"Now it seems that I guessed it right."

"Haha." The old man smiled and stroked his gray beard. "The little friend is good at it."

To be more honest, the old man's gray beard was spotless.

No, it seems to have a sense of pure whiteness even more than this white dress.

This old man is afraid that he is a very particular person in the ordinary.

The old man just opened his mouth to say something.

Xiao Yi said indifferently, "Your Excellency is looking for me, but what's the matter?"

"If you just want to chat with me, then I'm sorry, I just want to be rare and clean."

Xiao Yi's tone and words were already quite rude.

The old man chuckled and spit out, "Then it won't disturb the little friend."

Saying this, the old man didn't mean to leave at all, he still sat, but stopped talking.

Xiao Yi frowned.

For some reason, his instinct told him that talking to this old man would be quite dangerous.

This danger does not come from a sense of crisis; it is more like... a feeling of trouble.

However, this is a banquet for the Amber Family, and there are indeed a lot of empty seats at his table, and it is impossible for him to say anything to drive the old man away.

Xiao Yi simply closed his eyes and sat quietly.

As soon as the banquet is over, he will find a way to leave the Amber Family.

...

Time, hour after hour passed.

The power of heaven and earth on the sky is always surging.

This proves that the new emperor's tour is not over yet.

This emperor realm is still declaring his majesty to all the creatures in this world.

...

Two days later.

In two days, the one-eyed bald head cleaned the entire table.

Xiao Yi and the old man did not move their chopsticks.

But the one-eyed bald head is not sitting all the time, but sometimes eating, sometimes drinking, and sometimes getting up and wandering, it is completely like a guy who comes here to have a banquet wholeheartedly.

The one-eyed bald-headed man sat up and walked away unconsciously. The white-clothed old man didn't know when he got up to the one-eyed bald-headed position, which was beside Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi was aware of it, but Quandang didn't know it. He closed his eyes and waited quietly.

"Little friend." At this moment, the old man suddenly said again.

Xiao Yiquan should not hear.

The old man chuckled, "The little friend's self-cultivation of skill really surprised the old man."

Clang.

The old man held the wine glass and touched Xiao Yi's wine glass.

The crisp sound made Xiao Yi no longer able to pretend to hear.

Xiao Yi opened his eyes and glanced at the old man, "Your Excellency, don't you think it is rude to disturb people and be clean?"

The old man chuckled softly, "This banquet is very lively, and there are sounds of pushing cups and making cups and making noises everywhere."

"Where does the little friend think this place is clean?"

"Could it be that the old man's clinking glasses can be compared to the tumultuous sounds of countless creatures here?"

Xiao Yi frowned.

He didn't know how to continue.

Talking to this old man, for some reason, the old man's words were not half sharp, but they were ordinary words that were the most uncomfortable.

Xiao Yi became silent.

The old man, however, easily brought the conversation back to the point, "Little friend?"

The old man said, his eyes scanned between Xiao Yi and the two wine glasses.

Xiao Yi suppressed his uncomfortable heart, and said indifferently, "I don't like drinking when I am outside."

"Why?" the old man asked with a chuckle.

Xiao Yi said coldly, "In danger, if you can't even stay awake, you are looking for death."

The old man chuckles, "The warrior is all self-cultivating, this is a mere thing..."

Xiao Yi took the lead in picking up the wine glass, shaking it, stretched it out between his nose and sniffed, "The wine is very alcoholic."

"There are a variety of natural treasures added to it, and the brewing method is very special if you want to come."

"It looks like a cup of glutinous syrup and jade liquid, which can be addicted to the mouth; in fact, a bowl of Chinese medicine, a great tonic, has an excellent effect of soothing physical and mental fatigue. It can nourish injuries on the outside and soothe the nerves on the inside."

After all, it is a banquet for the Amber clan to entertain the strong from all walks of life, and it will not be malicious, just ingenious.

"Isn't that good?" The old man asked with a chuckle, "I think the little friend is very tired."

"Your Excellency was laughing." Xiao Yi said indifferently.

"I just smelled the scent of alcohol, and it felt like the qi ran through my body, through my limbs."

"If you really drink this wine, I am afraid that it will be floating in a short time, and you will be completely trapped in the gentle town of the wine pool, and it will be difficult to dispel the strength of the wine."

"Isn't it good to be drunk?" The old man said with a chuckle, "Anyway, there is no harm in it, but it is of great benefit."

"Look." The old man scanned the surrounding banquet, "All creatures don't care at all."

Xiao Yi said indifferently, "Others belong to others, and I belong to me."

"I prefer to be sober."

"Haha." The old man chuckled, "Nine percent of all creatures in this world are confused, and ninety percent are drunk. It's no good to be a sober person who doesn't fit in."

"Besides, the little friend is sure that he is awake?"

The old man raised his glass and said, "Even if there are all kinds of excuses, people in the world may be high-sounding, or high-spirited, or they may make people sad; all these things are the fact that they can't help themselves."

"It's just consciously convinced... that's all." The old man paused, chuckled, and drank the wine in his hand.

"Why are there sober people in the world?"

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