Sword Master Ling Tian

"This...Guest, you have ordered all the nine delicacies in Wangxuelou, are there any friends who haven't arrived yet?"

The boy's expression was a little unnatural, he couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, no, just me."

Ling Tian looked at the menu and replied casually.

"Ah? Just objective, you can eat so much? And the price of this dish is not a small amount, or would you pay the spirit stone first?"

When Xiao Si heard this, his face suddenly changed.

His view of Ling Tian is only the cultivation base of the first-order martial emperor. This level of cultivation may be regarded as the top combat power in the Great Huangzhou, but in the northern region, which is almost the same as the southern martial arts water quality, it is really nothing. ,

Moreover, this person is not a member of the sect, he seems to be a casual cultivator. If he is a descendant of the sect, Tianjiao, then he has the cultivation base of the first-order martial emperor.

Just such an ordinary warrior, who wants to eat the nine delicacies of Wangxuelou, is afraid that it is on the top floor, which is also rare.

If you meet someone who eats free food, he is just a small servant and can't afford it.

"Huh? What do you mean? In this world's restaurant, there is a reason to pay first and then serve food?!"

Ling Tian closed the menu, frowned and made an annoyance.

"Guest, this...this..."

The young man was also quite embarrassed, standing there, he didn't know what to say.

"Hehe, I really laughed, why, a small first-order martial arts emperor, dare to come here to pretend to be the uncle Wangxuelou?"

But at this moment, a voice came from the top of the stairs. Although the words were round and round, the tone was extremely disdainful.

This voice also attracted the eyes of the entire thirty-two floors.

Ling Tian looked over the small servant, but found that the speaker came up with a group of young, vigorous and well-dressed warriors.

Moreover, Ling Tian still knew the tattoo totem on the clothing.

Xuanming Ghost Valley!

It was such a coincidence that when he just arrived in Jubei City and fell, he met the people from Xuanming Ghost Valley.

Moreover, the person leading the speaker actually has the cultivation base of the first-order martial emperor's pinnacle. He has a black brocade with golden embroidery, and he knows that he has a good position in the door at a glance.

"Oh, isn't this Young Master Xue Qing from one of the four veins of Guigu!"

The boy turned his head when he heard the sound, his face changed immediately, and he nodded and greeted him, "How come you don’t call the boy. The younger one will arrange a seat and prepare everything you like to eat. It’s not too late to come up again. Ah, hehe..."

"Knowing that your kid will come, but this time I came out in a hurry, so I didn't book a table."

The son named Xue Qing stuffed the kid with a handful of spirit stones, and then looked at Ling Tian who was leaning against the window, with the same corners of his mouth, he walked up with his body shaking.

"But it's a coincidence that I came early. As soon as I came up, I saw this country boy wanting to order nine delicacies!? Or to eat alone?!"

Then Xue Qing raised one foot and stepped on the stool next to Ling Tian, ​​rubbing the two plates of bright animal bones in his hands, and looking at Ling Tian whole body, "It's you? Can you afford nine treasures?"

"Hehe, I can't eat it, it looks like it has nothing to do with you, right?"

Ling Tian closed the menu, but didn't even look at Xue Qing.

But the big hands in the sleeves are already creaking, if this is outside the city, if you dare to talk to him like this, this person would have died long ago.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple made Ling Tian quite satisfied, but this Xuanming Ghost Valley seemed to be the boundless stream, but yours.

"Hehe, looking at you like this, I don't know who I am?!"

Xue Qing was startled, but he didn't expect Ling Tian to be so calm.

In this Northern Territory, anyone who has seen Xuanming Ghost Valley is not three heads short?

"Tell you, Wangxuelou serves the VIP guests at Jiuzhong Delicacy. You are a casual cultivator and can't afford it!"

"Also, Xue Qing wants your position!"

Xue Qing said with his fingers on the table.

"Haha, it's really interesting, you said that yours is yours? Don't this Northern Territory Mochizuki Tower pay attention to come first..."

Ling Tian looked cold, not caring.

"This... Young Master Xue Qing, Wangxue Tower really pays attention to first come first, then come later. I'll find a good place for you to sit down. Why bother with this casual cultivator?"

The young man was also in a hurry.

"No, I like this seat by the window!"

The people around him are already watching. If he is a little Wu Huang who is unfair today, then he won't want Xue Qing's face.

"Then I won't let it?"

Ling Tian squinted, his eyes filled with coldness.

"Don't give up your face!"

Xue Qing's fingers on the table turned into palm prints, and fell suddenly, and a **** evil spirit wandered along the table, like a dark red electric snake, rushing towards Ling Tian.

Although he didn't dare to make a big move upstairs in Wangxue Tower, Xuanming Ghost Valley was not short of dark tricks.

This trick is insidious and secretive, and the speed is extremely fast, and the ordinary can't resist it at all, but once it is poisoned by blood, there is no strangeness at the time, but it will undoubtedly die after three hours.

However, in Ling Tian's eyes, it was a child's play-like trick. The elbow placed on the table shook, and the sword shadow strangled the blood poison in an instant, and then the vitality returned along the road with a sharp explosion. No damage, but Xue Qing flew away.

"You **** yin me!"

Xue Qing retreated three steps in a row, and then his face turned humiliated. Only then did he feel that his palm was stabbed with a needle and felt unbearable. He thought it was Ling Tian's dark trick, but that was just the sharp vitality that Ling Tian gathered together. That's it.

In a rage, Xue Qing raised his hand and wanted to go up again.

"Young Master! Don't do it. This is Wangxue Tower. Be careful of the big treasurer!"

The young man was so frightened that his face was pale, and quickly rushed over to kneel and hugged Xue Qing's thigh begging.

"No, this son wants this position by the window. Don't worry, I won't make a big move, I can kill this casual repair!"

Although Xue Qing's expression changed because of the name of the big shopkeeper, but now it is hard to ride a tiger.

"Xue Qing, I can give this table to you. This is Wangxue Tower. All of you here are here to enjoy the snow scenery. He is just a casual cultivator. I am afraid it is the first time to come to Jubei City. You don't need to go to war. , I'm in a bad mood..."

However, at this moment, a voice rang behind Ling Tian, ​​the formation around the table was withdrawn, and there were three people in the table, talking, wearing a dark armor, the face was as dark as jade, the sword eyebrows entered the temple, and the head was cold. The golden crown and Xuanbing silk boots, although handsome, they feel sickly, but with his chin held high, he does not lose his son's extravagance.

With that said, Leng Xuanye and the other two stood up and gave up their seats.

"Leng Xuanye, son of dark night?! Why are you here?"

When Xue Qing saw this person, his face suddenly changed.

Moreover, he did not expect that this person would give himself a seat.

You know, this Leng Xuanye is the young owner of the Dark Night Villa in the Northern Territory, and he has rarely seen his face in front of the world.

Moreover, it is said that this person was once talented, and he asked the master of Xuanming Ghost Valley to go to Dark Night Villa to accept disciples. But then, for some unknown reason, his talent was damaged and his cultivation was stagnant, so he could not enter the ghost valley, and because He also missed a hundred contests.