Why does it hurt so much?
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and take out your gift. "
Seeing that Ning Qi's group did not move, and that even King Juan Luo was looking in their direction, the Netherworld cultivator sitting at the same table immediately grew anxious.
"These three people … don't tell me they want to freeload Granny Meng's Soup for free? Don't they know that Meng Po's soup can only be served after the gifts have been delivered? "
"He he, they don't even have a congratulatory gift and yet they dare to come here to eat and drink for free? I don't think these three will be able to leave today. It is a pity for their good looks."
"Earlier, Miss Bingli seemed to recognize one of them. From the looks of it now, she has indeed recognized the wrong person. How could someone whom Miss Bingli knows not take out a congratulatory gift?"
The Nether Realm cultivators who were seated at the front cast gloating looks at Ning Qi's team of three. Like Ning Qi's team of three, the Nether Realm cultivators seated in the corner revealed a hint of rage. They wanted nothing more than to beat Ning Qi's team of three out on the spot. These three fellows had utterly humiliated them!
The doubt in the Ice Glass Demon Ye's eyes gradually dissipated. She looked at Ning Qi with a trace of indifference. It was obvious that she had recognized the wrong person. This fellow looked extremely similar to that person. However, with that person's strength, how could he not even take out a congratulatory gift from the Scroll King?
Hai Yang Juan Luo looked at the Ice Glass Demon Ye with a smile that was not a smile, then his gaze landed on Ning Qi. As the atmosphere became more and more awkward, he finally got up and walked over to Ning Qi. He looked down at the three of them and said with a faint smile, "The three of you, did you forget to bring your gifts today?"
Ning Qi smiled and shook his head. "No."
"Then why?"
Haiyang Juan Luo said with a smile.
"We didn't plan to bring any gifts at all."
Ning Qi laughed.
Haiyang Quluo's expression changed slightly. When the Underworld cultivators heard Ning Qi's words, they sucked in a breath of cold air. Even the early Nether Realm Underworld cultivators sitting near King Quluo were shocked by Ning Qi's words.
This guy … Does he not want to live anymore? They didn't bring any congratulatory gifts, yet they still spoke so confidently. Did they think that the Curule King had a good temper?
Everyone instinctively turned to look at Curly Luo King. Sure enough, they saw that Curly Luo King's expression had darkened significantly. His mung-bean-like eyes flickered with a cold glint.
"No gifts?"
The smile on Hai Yang Juan Luo's face gradually faded, and the aura around his body became even more somber. The nearby Juan Luo cultivators also stood up and walked over to Ning Qi's side, surrounding Ning Qi's group of three. When the Underworld cultivators at the same table saw this, their hearts filled with regret. They wanted to leave, but they found that the Juan Luo cultivators had no intention of giving way. It was obvious that they had mistaken them for the three fellows!
"Everyone, everyone, we're not with them. Please don't misunderstand, we've brought gifts …"
"Yeah, yeah."
No matter how they tried to explain, Haiyang Juanluo and the others had no intention of moving aside. Their faces immediately turned ashen as they glared hatefully at Ning Qi and the others.
"You didn't bring any gifts. According to the rules of my Roluo Clan, you should be executed. However, today is my father's birthday, so it's not appropriate to kill. How about this, the three of you break your own legs and crawl out of here. Then, I'll forget about what happened today."
Haiyang Juanluo said with a smile.
"Break my own legs?"
Meng Tianshu's lips curled up slightly. His eyes flickered with a hint of mockery. In his eyes, the guy before him was already a dead man.
Ning Qi and the others did not speak. In the eyes of the crowd, they were obviously too scared to even speak.
In the end, Meng Tianshu suddenly rose to his feet and looked at King Juanluo. "King Juanluo, do you still remember the Underworld Dao Empire!?"
Underworld Dao Empire?
Many of the Underworld cultivators present were shocked when they heard the name. Didn't the land they were standing on once belong to the Underworld Dao Empire? However, the empire had been destroyed by King Juanluo a long time ago. Everyone felt strange when they heard the name again, and they all looked at Meng Tianshu.
"Remnants of the Underworld Dao Empire?"
Haiyang Juanluo and the others immediately wore solemn expressions. The way they looked at Ning Qi and the others changed slightly.
"Step aside."
King Juanluo rose to his feet and said calmly.
Haiyang Juanluo and the others respectfully stepped aside. King Juanluo's gaze landed on Meng Tianshu, and he suddenly burst out laughing, "HAHAHA! So it's you, the fish that escaped the net. I didn't expect you to change your appearance over the years. Even I couldn't recognize your aura. "
The crowd gasped in their hearts when they saw King Juanluo's reaction, and stared at Meng Tianshu in astonishment.
"Is this guy really a remnant of the Underworld Dao Empire? Why didn't he hide himself, and instead came here to seek his death? "
"Strange, strange, there must be something fishy going on. Are they here to seek revenge from King Juanluo?"
"King Juanluo, you killed millions of cultivators of the Underworld Dao Empire. I've returned today to seek revenge from you."
Meng Tianshu stared coldly at King Juanluo.
"Seek revenge from me?"
King Quluo stared at Meng Tianshu in astonishment before bursting into wild laughter. The fat all over his body jiggled like waves. The cultivators of the Quluo Tribe and the leaders of the major forces under King Quluo also laughed heartily. They looked at Meng Tianshu with a hint of deep mockery in their eyes.
Seeking revenge from King Juanluo? Not to mention that King Juanluo was one of the eight great experts of the Juanluo Tribe, there were at least ten early Nether Realm experts here. There was no need for King Juanluo to act personally. Any one of them would be enough to suppress this ant-like existence, right?
"You … based on what? Haha! "
King Juanluo pointed at Meng Tianshu, laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe. His eyes were full of mockery.
"North Mystic Immortal Emperor, this fat pig has more than a million Nether crystals. Kill him today, and you'll have enough Nether crystals."
Meng Tianshu respectfully saluted Ning Qi.
Everyone was slightly startled, and King Juanluo was also startled. He then looked at Ning Qi. So this person was the leader?
"Are you a helper invited by the remnant of the Underworld Dao Empire? Tell me which clan you're from, and let me have a good laugh. "
King Juanluo laughed.
"You want to have a good laugh?"
The corners of Ning Qi's mouth curved slightly. Before King Juanluo could speak, he glanced at the Third Ming Prince. The Third Ming Prince nodded and moved slightly, appearing directly in front of King Juanluo. Seeing this, King Juanluo revealed a trace of surprise. His opponent's speed was so fast?
However, King Juanluo did not panic. His physical strength far surpassed those at the same level. Even if his opponent was fast, what could he do to him? Even a cultivator at the middle Nether Realm would not be able to hurt him.
Bang!
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