Chapter 42: The Feast of Immortals and Demons
The demon sneaked up on Shui Ling'er, Shui Ling'er was unscathed, but the palm of the demon's hand was burned black, how could ordinary children have such ability? Seeing this, the crowd was in chaos in an instant, and many people were so frightened that they retreated, but they stepped on the people who were standing still, and many good things began to be geared up, and they were about to fight.
Zhu Yue was about to speak, but heard a deep and deep voice coming from the front: "The auspicious time for the Immortal Demon Banquet has arrived, please don't linger here anymore, hurry up and go to the Heaven and Earth Hall to take a seat!" ”
Following the prestige, it was Jiang Nan Zimo who stood in front of everyone with a few sturdy domestic slaves without anger.
The Jiangnan family has been responsible for the world's envoys for generations, and that Jiangnanjun is a generation of human wizards with outstanding demeanor and Yushu Linfeng, who has sought a lot of benefits for the Three Realms, so he has a high prestige among the immortal and demon clans. Now that he came forward to speak, no one dared to make trouble anymore, and the crowd obediently dispersed and continued to flock to the Heaven and Earth Hall.
When Na Yaozhi saw that Jiang Nanjun, who was so handsome, appeared, he regained a coquettish face, twisted his waist and circled around him, and said without yin or yang: "Who is my Taoist who has such a great ability, and when he shows his face, so many people can shut up, it turns out to be a brother-in-law!" ”
Jiang Nanjun was originally calm, but when he heard the last two words, his complexion changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, and said majestically: "Silver Snake Altar Master, today is a big day for immortals and demons to gather. My Jiangnan Mansion is very well guarded, and no one can be allowed to make a mistake, please respect yourself, and don't be invited out in the end. ”
Yao Zhi was not afraid, and let out two sighs, "A mere mortal, all of them have such courage, and it is rare to see all the immortal clans and demons." My sister Fengne, being able to single you out among the mediocre beings in the human world, her vision is indeed amazing. However, Brother Jiangnan, you see that my Yaozhi is not much worse than my sister, right? "Say goodbye and laugh.
Jiang Nanjun smiled coldly and said: "The Lord of the Silver Snake Altar is laughing, Zimo is just an ordinary man, he only dares to serve the Immortal Demon Clan, where does he dare to compare with your mana?" The time has come, whether the altar owner is willing to sit down, please feel free, the two bamboo immortals, please come with me. ”
After that, he led a group of people and hugged the two bamboo immortals, leaving only Na Yaozhi standing on the spot, his silver face was red and white for a while, extremely ugly.
Jiang Nanjun relieved himself, and Zhuyue did not feel at ease, but had an indescribable weirdness. He thought back to his almost collapsed expression last night, and compared it with the calm and composure he had restored today, it was like a different person.
"Was he strong enough to hold back his grief, or was there some other reason?" Zhuyue thought secretly, but she had already arrived at the Heaven and Earth Hall.
When I arrived at the Heaven and Earth Hall, it was just in time for the hour, and the banquet began.
Jiang Nanjun invited the two Zhuxian brothers into the guest seat of the immortal clan, and he himself boarded the master's seat in front of the screen of the spring snow seat in the mountain.
Zhuyue Zhuxing has a very high status among the immortal clan, so they all have their own seats. Shui Ling'er, as a disciple of Jiluo Mountain, was arranged to sit down in the second seat next to Zhuyue. He was short, and when others were sitting, he just wanted to stand to satisfy his desire to look around.
I saw that the master was sitting in the second seat away from the main seat, and the name of the book on the first seat was, "Jiluo Mountain Xi Mu Xian".
"Why has the banquet started, but Aunt Shizu still hasn't appeared? Where the hell did she go? Shui Ling'er was worried in her heart and muttered. In fact, what he was thinking about was the question in Zhuyue Zhuxing's heart.
The seat opposite Xi Muxian belongs to the first leader of the demon clan, and the name of the book on the seat card is, "Netherworld Valley Netherworld Nightmare".
"The head of the demon race, is it the demon king? Are the demon kings all three-headed and six-armed, strangely shaped, very scary? He was thinking wildly, when he heard the house slave shouting: "Demon Lord, the Netherworld Valley Netherworld Monarch is fierce, and the Netherworld Valley Netherworld Phoenix Nirvana is here--"
Jiang Nanjun on the pedestal, as soon as he heard Feng Ni's name, his body trembled, but his face always maintained a calm demeanor.
Before Shui Ling'er could look at the entrance of the Heaven and Earth Hall, he was hit by a gust of wind that carried the smell of heavy fire and gunpowder, and he hurriedly covered his mouth and nose.
The immortals and demons here, but all those with profound skills are as stable as Mount Tai, and they do not move at all, and those with slightly worse skills are like water bells, and they are a little unbearable for the momentum of this demon lord for a while.