The stars in the east walked slowly and took the people to the middle of the seven largest private rooms in the north!

However, Anxin Yu and others are divided into different parts and have their own tacit understanding.

When the palace lord has not been truly determined who belongs to it, the palace lord's son is naturally the highest position. This is also a customary convention, or in other words, it is obvious in front of others!

"The Holy Son of the Holy Palace in the West, Ximen Huanyu is here!"

"Son of the Holy Palace in the West, Liu Mingsheng is here!"

"The Holy Son of the Holy Palace in the West, Jia Shixiong has arrived."

"The Holy Son of the Holy Palace in the West, the wind breaks through the sky."

The movements of these four people are similar to those of the Dongji Heavenly Palace, and they are also the core position in the north with the palace master's legitimate son Ximen Huanyu.

Then it was: "The Holy Son of the Demon Palace in the Northern Wilderness is here!"

"The Holy Son of the Demon Palace in the Northern Wilderness, Fantasy Wenyuan is here!"

"The Holy Son of the Demon Palace in the Northern Wilderness, the clouds in the south are here."

"The Holy Son of the Demon Palace in the Northern Wilderness, Lanting is here."

In ordinary people, the actions of the people coming from the Demon Palace in the North Wasteland should be similar to those of the East and West Heavens Palaces. The legitimate son of the North Wasteland Palace, Beigong Wushuang, sat in the supreme position. Unexpectedly, the movements of the four people in the North Wasteland Palace were very different from the other two great Heavenly Palace Holy Sons; when the Dongfang Xingchen and other holy sons of the East God Heavenly Palace arrived, they were brothers and brothers, smiling and humbly.

When the saints of Ximen Huanyu and other Western Holy Palace arrived, they also looked amiable, and the four saints looked extremely harmonious.

When the four saints of the Northern Demon Palace arrived, they showed their treacherous ability. Beigong Wushuang, who was also a legitimate son, had to face a cold face when he arrived. The other three ignored each other. When they looked at each other, they were filled with unconcealed murderous aura. They were simply the money they wanted to die quickly.

No one expected that the relationship between the four saints of the Demon Palace in the Northern Demon Palace was so bad, and it was so unconcealed that it was so violent that it was all in the eyes of the world.

Everyone in the meeting felt sorry for this situation. On the contrary, the saints of the two heavenly palaces did not have any abnormal expressions, but their faces were meaningful and thought-provoking.

They seemed to have already known this situation and became accustomed to it.

Beigong Wushuang stepped onto the northern box; the other three also walked towards their own box with their own guards expressionlessly, and they didn't even say hello to each other.

After sitting down, Huan Wenyuan, one of the Holy Sons of the Beigong, glanced at the two private rooms in the guest room and asked faintly: "Have you not arrived yet?"

His words came out slowly, as if he was careless, and he said it from the heart. He had no specific person to ask for, but he said it.

Beigong Wushuang rolled his eyes to the sky, but the other holy sons did not answer; but it was the boss of Jinxiaolou, a huge fat man, who stepped forward and said respectfully: "Report to the Holy Son, Lord Yunzun has not come yet."

Huan Wenyuan snorted and murmured: "It's so pretty!"

No one paid attention to him now, and even the boss of Jinxiaolou did not dare to speak out.

Huan Wenyuan didn't care, so he sat down in a very comfortable position, then slapped the table and slapped, "Where is the wine? Where is the food? Where is the tea?"

At this time, Lie Qiangfeng, the Holy Son of the Dongji Heavenly Palace next to him, said dissatisfiedly: "Where do you have so many bad habits? Do you think this is your own home?"

Huanwenyuan stood up suddenly and said angrily: "Who are you talking about?"

Lie Kuangfeng also stood up suddenly and said furiously: "Just tell me about you! What's wrong?"

Huan Wenyuan was furious: "You say it again?"

Lie Kuangfeng said angrily: "What you are talking about is you. How dare you do it? Do you have any objections?"

Huan Wenyuan suddenly laughed: "I knew you were talking about me. Only you said to me in so many people. This is the destiny of fate. I said Brother Lie, why not just come over and have a drink?"

Almost everyone in the entire hall, except for the people belonging to the Northern Demon Palace, had to smash their eyes to the ground!

This...what god is this?

Why is this saint son of the Northern Demon Palace... like this?

Is this so funny, right?

Lie Kuangfeng was also stunned, unable to help scratching his head, and said in surprise: "Hmm? What did you say? Why are you not angry? You should be furious and full of anger?"

He was ready to take action, but the other party suddenly became timid.

The strong wind was a little confused for a moment.

Huan Wenyuan said: "Brother Lie is a person with a temperament. We have the same personality and a similar temper. We hate to meet too late. He cherishes heroes. Why are they still angry? What Brother Lie thinks? This is a big mistake!"

Lie Kuangfeng's face became more and more confused, and he said, "The same personality? The same temper? This..."

Touching his head, he seemed to be unable to believe that he was also like this. He sat down with a confused look on his face and muttered: "I wish I had met too late..."

No, I don't feel that way at all...

I heard Huan Wenyuan beside me say arrogantly: "Who else wants to scold me? I'll ask, who else is there?"

All around is silent, and the elegant bird is silent.

Huan Wenyuan snorted, slapped the table, and shouted angrily: "Where is wine! Where is the vegetables? Where is tea? Where is the people? They can't die!"

When I heard the shock again, everyone was covered in black lines.

Who is this person, who is this person, what kind of character is the Holy Son of the Northern Demon Palace? How come he is so unexpected!?

The boss of Jinxiao Tower was sweating profusely; "Come now... Son, please calm down!"

"Hurry!" Huan Wenyuan said angrily: "If you don't hurry up, I will demolish your Jinxiao Tower!"

Everyone:...

Knock, you are amazing in the Northern Demon Palace. You dare to say that you want to move Jinxiao Tower. I don’t know that Jinxiao Tower was the place where Blood Soul Mountain swore to fight back then. It would be fine if you made small moves behind your back. If you say so blatantly, do you still want to think about it!

And at this moment, the sound of singing in the door sounded again: "Master Xuanhuang Yunzun brings the Nine Palaces to the Palaces! The Nine Palaces to the Palaces!"

At this moment, there are only two largest private rooms in the east and west!

And these two rooms are also reserved for these two sects.

Originally, based on the level of the Nine Lords Mansion and the Nine Lords Mansion, it was not qualified to sit in, at least it was not enough to enjoy such a high-quality position. However, both of these sects have a lot to do with Yun Yang, and their status has increased accordingly, so they look at each other with each other.

Everyone turned their heads neatly and looked in the sound.

At the entrance, a man was wearing a purple dress and a huge mask on his head, and walked in calmly.

There were two women next to him, but they were also covered with white gauze, one was as white as snow, and the other was red in red; the one was wearing red clothes was Ji Lingxiu, while the one was wearing white clothes was Shangguan Lingxiu.

Both women are tall and have a slanted posture. Although their true faces have not yet appeared, they still have the banished immortals from heaven in their actions, floating down to the world. At this moment, they walked slowly in this hall, giving people the feeling of being stepping on colorful auspicious clouds under their feet, all of whom are beyond the world!

The two women accompanied Yun Yang all the way in, instantly arousing their full admiring gaze.

At this moment, he stood up in the box at the top of the main seat in the north, coughed and said, "Sir Yunzun, wait."

"Who are you?"

"I've met Lord Yun Zun tonight."

"It turns out that it was Lord Si in front of him, so he was polite." Yun Yang's tone was calm and he followed with a little amiable smile, but he didn't know that a coldness had risen in his eyes after the mask.

As expected, the showman was coming.

Si Wuya? Do you want to become a dead crow?

"Master Yun Zun Rong Bing, just a while ago, many masked people came into the city tonight, claiming to be Xuanhuang Yun Zun; then these people were all people who deceived the world and robbed the world, and they were eventually proved to be fake, but they spent a lot of manpower, material resources and time on this. After all, with the title of Xuanhuang hero, many conventional methods cannot be used at all..."

Si Wuya coughed and said, "I have reported to all the holy sons of the Three Tiantian Palace, and then a new rule was issued, that is, no one who comes to Tonight City is allowed to wear a mask... or a masked scarf."

He looked embarrassed: "After all...hehe, I hope Lord Yun Zun forgives you."

Yun Yang was silent for a moment and said, "So what?"

Si Wuya said: "So... Please forgive me, Lord Yun Zun."

Yun Yang said: "What the city lord implies is that even if my identity has been proven, I still cannot wear a mask. I must show it to others in my true face. Is that true?"

Si Wuya looked embarrassed: "This... this, I'm going to say... until now, there are still many people pretending to be Lord Yun Zun; if this method is not used, it is impossible to quickly distinguish. Fortunately, Lord Yun Zun was attacked by the demon clan in the demon clan, and his current appearance... is, it is... different from ordinary people..."

Yun Yang said: "After all the time, I still have to take off my mask, right?"

Si Wuya coughed, looked at several directions, and then said, "Yes."

Yun Yang laughed strangely: "What if I insist on not picking it?"

"So sorry. This welcome banquet was set up for Lord Yunzun. All those wearing masks are unknown, so how can they share with each other?"

Si Wuya actually refused to retreat and faced tit-for-tat.

Yun Yang: "Oh?"

He looked around and said lightly: "I don't know who else has this idea and thinks that I, who insists on wearing a mask, cannot share it with you?"

At this time, Dongfang Xingchen spoke on one side of the Dongji Heavenly Palace: "I think that Master Yunzun does not need to remove the mask below. This regulation can be applied to anyone. Only if you are discomfortable to Master Yunzun, this move is a great insult to Lord Yunzun."

Beigong Wushuang said: "It happened that this is what I thought of."

Huan Wenyuan shouted: "Why? Others have put off masks, can heroes be exceptions?"

Nan Tianyun sneered: "Hero?! You must first prove that he is a hero!"

Lanting said: "If you say nothing, everything will be in the uncertain heaven. This holy son also believes that it is better to wear a mask underneath. He also wears a mask at the banquet, and he always disrespects everyone."

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For a time, representatives of various forces spoke out.
To be continued...