The status of Lao Longshan is very important in Qingfeng City.

Some small people in the market are naturally not qualified to come into contact, and the news that Ning Hetu has arrived in Qingfeng City has only formed a wide heated discussion outside.

And Lao Longshan, under the control of the strong howling wind, no one dares to talk about it.

After all, because of Ning Chen's appearance, he is very big.

Now, if you tolerate the subordinates, or some guests, talk excessively about the matter of the young lord of the Autumn Death kneeling to Ning Hetu, maybe it will anger the young master of the Autumn Water Sword Valley.

Young people, after all, want to save face.

What's more, it's still this kind of embarrassing and ridiculous and generous thing?

At this point, Li Xiaofeng did it very steadily, Qiu Yan thought that he would be criticized again, but he never thought that the entire Lao Longshan had no wind and waves, and there was even a steady stream of sects, asking him for peace one by one.

This feeling of being admired and respected made Qiu Di feel that he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

After a period of free enjoyment, this one forgot Ning Chen, who was actually in Laolong Mountain.

At the end of the night.

These sects from all over the world began to hold a banquet on the arrival of the young lord of the Autumn Death.

The people are not yet together.

The sound of staggering is one after another.

Li Xiaofeng, who is your master, originally wanted to take advantage of the time when everyone was together to inform everyone that Wang Ninghetu had arrived in Qingfeng City on the same day.

However, this group of unwitting characters obviously drank too much, so that before the banquet began, they opened their mouths.

The place where the autumn mourners are seated is surrounded by many young peers.

It can be seen that the autumn death is completely focused, and all kinds of praise and flattery are carried out, and I can't wait to praise this young master who is really from a good background to the sky.

At this time, Ning Chen had not yet arrived at the scene.

According to Li Xiaofeng's arrangement, the finale character naturally arrived last.

"Those of us who are the younger generation, who can compare to the young master of the Autumn Death? To tell the truth, when the young master of Qiu had not yet come, I had a hunch that the young master of Qiu must be a big man, and when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary. ”

Zhao Yin, who had a face-to-face with Qiu Yan before, was sparing no effort to slap the horse.

After a few words of praise, Qiu Yan, who was originally in a gloomy mood, finally showed a slight smile, and his brows returned to his unruly expression.

He drank a glass of wine lightly, and sat firmly in the center of the crowd, domineering and high.

"Young Master Qiu, I'll toast you again."

Zhao Yin, who had a pair of narrow eyes, stood up, licked his face, and toasted to Qiu Yan respectfully.

"Young Master Qiu, it's not me who blows, your temperament and image are much stronger than the famous Ning Hetu." Zhao Yin smiled and gave a thumbs up.

Qiu Yan's face changed slightly, and he looked a little uncomfortable.

"Naning Hetu, standing in front of the young master, I'm afraid I can't even compare to you with a finger."

Zhao Yin didn't notice the slight change in Qiu Yan's face, opened his tongue, and took advantage of the wine, another burst of praise.

Qiu Yan felt that his head was big, and when his afterglow swept, he happened to see the restless howling wind.

His eyes flashed, and he was about to open his mouth to remind Zhao Yin not to talk nonsense.

A young figure arrived at the scene with a steady pace and a safe look.

Although he changed his ordinary outfit at the moment, his natural temperament was so outstanding that from the moment he appeared, not only the knowing Qiu Yan noticed it.

Now some guests from all parties who do not know Ning Chen's identity are also curiously watching the past.

"Who is this man? It looks like it's the first time I've seen it, and it's very raw. ”

"The various sects that came to Qingfeng City have basically arrived, but when I contacted him before, I didn't see this young man?"

At the scene of this cocktail party, there began to be a burst of whispered discussions.

Hundreds of eyes almost moved from Qiu Yan to this young man.

"Young Master Qiu, your posture is really not comparable to ten Ninghe diagrams."

At this time, Zhao Yin, who was facing everyone with his back to the autumn mourners, did not realize the subtle changes in the scene, and after the third glass of wine, he raised his voice and praised it.

Clang!

Qiu Yan shook his fingers and almost knocked over the wine glass in front of him.

This, the main lord is here, you are still talking such nonsense, isn't this putting his autumn death on the fire rack to roast?

When Li Xiaofeng just wanted to step forward to receive Ning Chen, he was stopped by the other party, and then walked to the banquet where Zhao Yin was with interest.

"This ......" is in the limelight, and sure enough, someone is going to be unlucky.

Qiu Yan's face also turned slightly pale.

Don't overdo it and try to pretend you don't know.

Ning Chen touched his nose and sat next to Zhao Yin silently.

Zhao Yin reacted at this time, turned his head, looked at Ning Chen with curiosity, and was about to speak, Ning Chen took the initiative to speak, "Listening to what you said just now, it seems that Ning Hetu can't even compare to a finger of the young master of Qiu Yan?" ”

"Isn't this nonsense?"

Zhao Yin frowned, bared his teeth and grinned, "What is the identity of Young Master Qiu?" What is Ning Hetu's identity? What qualifications does that guy have, on a par with Young Master Qiu? ”

Ning Chen smiled, "Look at your determined attitude, have you seen Ning Hetu before?" ”

knocked on the table and said, "After all, you can only compare if you have seen the two sides." ”

In a word, Zhao Yin's ghost mind was immediately pierced.

If you have really seen it, how can you not know that the person sitting in front of you is the deity Ninghetu?

"Have you seen it?" Ning Chen repeats the question.

Zhao Yin was stunned for a long time, then suddenly his face sank, and he roared, "Who are you, who is he, has Lao Tzu seen Ning Hetu, what does it have to do with you?" ”

Ning Chen snapped his fingers in the air.

The strong howling wind, who had been moving from the wind, finally got permission and approached.

"Tell him who this king is."

Ning Chen picked up a glass of wine in front of him, sniffed it, and wrote lightly.

Li Xiaofeng looked at Zhao Yin with a complicated expression, and said in a deep voice, word by word, "The one in front of you is surnamed Ning, and his name is Hetu!" ”

Rumble!

The whole scene was full of uproar.

"Oh my God, is he side by side with Wang Ninghetu? Why did you get to Qingfeng City so quickly? ”

"No wonder the master of the Li Sect is so respectful to him, it turns out that the young marshal has appeared."

Countless people stood up, their faces dumbfounded, especially when Li Xiaofeng personally confirmed it, the sensation caused by it simply pushed the atmosphere to the extreme.

A group of people stood at the scene stunned, and their hearts were shocked.

"You, you're Ning...... Ninghe map? ”

Zhao Yin's face suddenly turned as white as snow, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Thinking back to what he said just now, Zhao Yin had a premonition that a catastrophe was coming.

"He said I'm not as good as you, what do you think?" Ning Chen didn't look at Zhao Yin again, but looked at Qiu Di who was sitting on pins and needles.

Autumn Death, "......"

At this moment, Qiu Yan's mood is more uncomfortable than swallowing a dead mouse.

This open-mouthed guy even dragged himself into the water even if he was looking for death.