The three were stunned for a long time.
That''s the reaction.
Chu Lingxiao nodded.
Not to agree with them at all, but to say that tea is good to drink?!
What a fairy!
How dare you ignore these three ancient monks who were born in Kunlun sword clan??
Shame!
Naked shame!
There is no end to the dust. Both of them turn black. Standing there, they stare at Chu Lingxiao. They dare not show their anger too much.
Can only heavy cold hum, vent the dissatisfaction in the heart.
Chen Xiao''s sword is Qi''s body, trembling slightly and blushing with shame.
Just now he said so much alone!
It turns out that they are all alone there, talking to themselves?
This guy!
Ignoring him all the time!
What a shame!
He is the eldest disciple of Kunlun sword clan. He is destined to take over the ancient Xiuxian sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years. His status is noble, which is the real pride of the star.
Since the resurrection.
It''s more like a giant overlooking the world. Even if the real immortal palms in other famous mountains taught him, they would not be so indifferent!
This is a real immortal!
How dare you tease him so!
Dust roaring sword eyes, a cold flash past, deep breath in the heart, forced the anger in the heart, down.
With a silky voice:
"Sir, I have said so much, haven''t you heard a word?"
Next second.
"Well."
Seeing that Chu Lingxiao finally responded, this made Chen Xiaojian deeply frustrated, and rekindled a trace of proud pride.
"Sir..."
However.
He just wanted to go on, but Chu Lingxiao still didn''t look at him. He was elegant and took a sip of tea. He said lightly:
"well After three months'' absence, the tea in this world has only tasted a little since it was drunk. "
"Dust roaring sword": "
Zhao Hengren was still by the side, and poured another cup for Chu Lingxiao himself. He added:
"Sir, this is Tianlan ancient tea that I hid somewhere in Jinling City. I thought later generations could find it. I didn''t expect to find it when I came back from the resurrection, but it was still buried in place."
What Zhao Hengren said.
It was a deep stab to the self-esteem of the three men of Chenxiao sword, and their faces turned blue in an instant.
The dust roars the sword tightly to bite the tooth, does not let oneself be angry. But the dust is boundless, and the dust returns to the wind. They can''t help it. They shout out angrily:
"you are too arrogant, sir!"
"My elder martial brother kindly reminded you that you not only have no manners, but also humiliate us on purpose!"
Chu Lingxiao then slowly raised his head, a pair of quiet eyes, with endless indifference, looked at the past in an instant, making the dust boundless, and the dust returned to the wind two people''s hearts with a sudden tremor.
"If you rob my Kunlun snow mountain, do you want me to show you manners?"
There is no end to the dust, and the dust returns to the wind: "..."
Hear that.
Chen Xiao''s sword''s eyes are shining, and the corners of his mouth can''t help but show a touch of sarcasm.
It''s because of this!
You are a real immortal in this world. It''s naive to compare you with our ancient immortal cultivation school.
Since you don''t give me the face to wait.
Why should I fear your real immortal identity!
Chen Xiao''s sword said coldly:
"since thousands of years ago, this Kunlun snow mountain has been the place where my ancestor lived in seclusion. Later, Xiucheng ancient immortal came out of the world and entered the heaven. That is to say, it belongs to Kunlun sword clan. When did it become your private property?"
"Then why can''t you wait for Kunlun thousands of years ago?"
"Dust roaring sword": "
Just a word.
At that moment, Chenxiao sword was speechless, as if he grabbed the pigtail and said vaguely: "br >
" this This is the secret of Kunlun sword sect. You don''t need to know! "
"Is it because thousands of years ago, Kunlun snow mountain was the forbidden area of heaven. After your Kunlun sword master became an ancient fairyland, he not only didn''t get the heaven''s importance, but was punished by a hundred years of thinking behind closed doors
"Dust roaring sword": "
When the last word falls.
The dust is boundless, the dust returns to the wind two people, seem to hear the most incredible thing, eyes light trembles, stare big eyes, open big mouth, can''t say the full face surprised color.
"You How do you know! " However, Chen Wuya has just finished this sentence subconsciously, and can''t help but realize that he said the wrong thing.
Cover your mouth.
The three of them were stunned directly.
They were going to grasp this point, so that Chu Lingxiao''s heart was scared, and they could understand more clearly how powerful his Kunlun sword clan was.
It''s not like you are such a real immortal!
I didn''t expect that.
Chu Lingxiao, such a real immortal in this world, knows so much about what only ancient friars knew thousands of years ago!
The body of Chen Xiao''s sword is excited. It suddenly reacts. There is no higher posture, but the tone is a little angry.
"Even if you are right, what can you do?"
"Jianzong of Kunlun is a great school of cultivating immortals in the ancient times. It has a deep foundation, and it has a direct connection to Tianting."
"Can you, a little immortal in this world, question it! In this world, apart from my Kunlun sword clan, who else is qualified to take charge of Kunlun snow mountain! "
There is no end to the dust. The dust belongs to the wind. They are also attached together.
"Sir, I can still talk with you peacefully today, for the sake of you being a real immortal. Don''t mistake yourself!"
Chu Lingxiao''s face was still as calm as water.
For the three, speak with pride.
Just between drinking tea, I glanced at it.
With such a contemptuous attitude,
made the faces of the three people cold to the extreme.
Quiet!
After staring at it for a long time, the eyes of Chen Xiao''s sword flashed a trace of coldness. He snorted coldly. He rushed to the dust for a long time, and the dust returned to the wind for two humanitarian purposes:
"go, return to the emperor!"
Finish.
It''s a drag. Turn around and leave.
What a fairy!
The three of us can''t let you back today, but there will be time in the future!
Let''s play slowly!
What a fairy!
How dare you despise our ancient friars who have passed on for thousands of years? It seems that the previous advice to you is just that summer insects can''t talk and ice, frogs in the well, how can you know what is really invincible!
Chen Xiaojian, before Chen Guifeng left, gave a cold snort, his eyes were full of a trace of unwillingness, and he looked at the emperor sealing figures of the three ethnic groups in the audience. Although his tone was full of regret, it was full of sarcasm.
"Do you know what kind of amazing chance you missed?"
Just.
The three just stepped out of the door, but suddenly a faint word came into Chu Lingxiao''s ear.
"We will meet soon."
Smell the words.
On the face of Chenxiao sword, there was a sneer. After only a pause, he left without any concern.
A real immortal in this world.
I dare to threaten Kunlun sword clan!
Good!
Let''s see when we can meet again!
After the three left.
The air seems to be filled with a breath of ancient abyss, which makes people shudder. The hall of Zhao nationality is cold and quiet.
Zhao Hengren and other people, as well as the descendants of the three ethnic groups like Zhao Ningyu, didn''t speak. Their eyes were full of awe and looked at Chu Lingxiao.
For a long time.
Ding!
Only then came a light and crisp sound of tea cup closing, which made all the people on the scene suddenly shiver.
"The last words are finished. It''s time to send them on their way."