"What? Steamed buns? Delicious!"
When the commoner boy named "Lin Xiaodao" was woken up by the police, his mouth was still dripping with saliva.
Apparently he was having a sweet dream just now.
In this kind of environment, it was amazing that he could actually fall asleep.
The girl named Mu Baibai was obviously used to his behavior. She muttered: "What about steamed buns? You monster, you know how to eat steamed buns every day!"
"The steamed buns are white and delicious." The commoner boy said with an innocent smile.
When he heard this, Mu Baibai naturally thought that he was looking down on her, but seeing his innocent face, he must be really talking about Bai Mantou, so she didn't get angry with him.
And at this time, millions of people, strong elders, and geniuses from all walks of life were looking at them!
"Lin Xiaodao, I want you to declare a challenge to table No. 95 across from you!" Mu Baibai said.
According to the rules, this so-called "declaration of war" is made by a man to the woman opposite him.
"Oh, it's our turn so soon?" Lin Xiaodao, the commoner boy, looked confused.
"Nonsense, we are the second table in the Tomb of Gods." Mu Baibai said speechlessly.
Lin Xiaodao smiled naively, and then, amid the admiring glances of the disciples of the Tomb of Gods Sect, he looked towards the opposite seat near the end of Xuanting.
"Table ninety-five...which table is it? Which one?" Lin Xiaodao asked, scratching his head.
"You idiot!" Mu Baibai didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She didn't want to continue to embarrass herself, so she could only point An Qing to Lin Xiaodao and said, "Just say: An Qing, can you perform the 'Fei Liu Dance' for us? We want to abolish Li Tianming! "
"oh oh."
Lin Xiaodao understood, coughed, and finally found An Qing, and said loudly: "An Qing, can you perform Fei Liu Wu for us? We want to abolish Li Tianming!"
"Pfft!" Mu Baibai almost vomited blood when he heard this.
Who asked you to add the last sentence!
This is the Tianjie Poetry Club!
When you make friends with poetry, how come you have spoken out about all the losers?
His words indeed caused some laughter.
Of course, those who laugh are basically those from the Tomb of Gods Cult.
"This Lin family trail is still so confusing."
"He is confused, but his attainments in the soul and spirit are really incredible."
"In time, he will be the pillar of my god's tomb."
Obviously, the elders of the God Tomb Sect still recognized Lin Xiaodao very much.
Since he was also challenging Li Tianming's table, Li Tianming's response naturally attracted the attention of the audience.
"What is this man's name?"
Li Tianming was not in a hurry to respond. He vaguely heard people calling the commoner boy, so he asked An Qing in a low voice.
"Lin Xiaodao is the descendant of Lin's Soul God. I heard that he is young and very monster. The chaotic soul is quite distinctive." An Qing's expression was also cautious when introducing him.
"Lin Xiaodao?" Li Tianming glanced at the boy and saw that he was wearing ordinary civilian clothes, with messy hair, and a straw in his mouth. He looked carefree. Although he seemed ignorant, in fact, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of confidence. laugh.
"Isn't this plagiarizing the character of my Taoist master?" Li Tianming said he was a little speechless.
"Then shall we fight?" An Qing asked slightly nervously, and then reminded: "This Lin's Soul God used to be the royal family of our Xuanting, and his status was similar to that of the Witch Beast Clan, second only to the Imperial Clan. Later, they They rebelled against Xuanting and joined the Tomb of Gods Cult, and they have been arrogant since then... Therefore, the various clans in Xuanting must not like them."
The reason why An Qing said the second half of the sentence was obviously to tell Li Tianming that because of the special reason of the 'traitor clan', if Li Tianming gave up the war, it would definitely cause some disappointment.
"What realm?" Li Tianming asked casually.
"Information shows that they are all eleventh-level Chaos Universe Gods. Among them, Lin Xiaodao is smaller and has a special Chaos Soul. Their combination is definitely much stronger than An Xuanming and An Shuang." An Qing said cautiously.
Just when he said this, Mu Baibai became impatient and said coldly: "Li Tianming, are you a man? My brother ordered you, so you just act like a coward. Lin Xiaodao and I asked you to be a woman, but you don't know how. Let her perform as well!"
When she spoke like this, the disciples of the Divine Tomb Sect would of course laugh secretly and put pressure on Li Tianming.
Mu Baibai's words undoubtedly deviated from the purpose of the God-Emperor's Banquet, and had no etiquette for hospitality. However, just like the first banquet, no one stopped her at all. Anyway, 'childish talk' is harmless, and Xuan Ting's various The ethnic majority will not have any objection.
Hearing this, An Qing was a little unhappy and said, "Everyone in Mu Xuemei is said to be pure and pure, but why do you have such a bad mouth? Besides, he is my brother-in-law, so don't talk nonsense like this."
"You and your brother-in-law are working hand in hand. Who knows if you two will get involved?" Mu Baibai sneered, "If you dare to fight, then fight. If you don't dare to fight, just continue to perform on stage and make a fool of yourself. Don't waste your time with this nonsense!"
"you!"
An Qing was really angry.
But she couldn't help it, she was a good girl at heart, and she would really have to suffer when she met someone like Mu Baibai who was so unscrupulous and mean-mouthed.
"Brother-in-law..."
An Qing was about to say, don't be disturbed by the other party, just follow your own pace.
Before the words were spoken, Li Tianming looked at Lin Xiaodao and Mu Baibai and said with a slight smile: "The feast of the God Emperor, courtesy to all parties, the Tianjie Poetry Club, friendship comes first, discussion comes second. Since this host said Not inferior, looking like a shrew, spewing excrement from her mouth, naturally my Qing'er's dance cannot be shown to these blood-drinking beasts wearing white clothes and white skirts, so just go on stage."
When it comes to scolding people, Li Tianming is not bad. He just can't get used to such an arrogant noble girl.
An Qing felt refreshed after hearing these words, and Mu Baibai's face turned red with anger. She knew that she was violating the rules of hospitality at the God Emperor's banquet, and she thought that the other party did not dare to fight back. She did not expect this counterattack. She couldn't stand it confidently and actually swallowed the feces sprayed on her.
Seeing her anger, Lin Xiaodao's face, which was originally a bit carefree, darkened slightly. He said to Li Tianming: "You are not necessarily a polite person if you start to curse others, so stop pretending."
"I have never claimed to be noble. It's you, the God-Emperor Banquet, who sets up high arches everywhere." Li Tianming also looked at him and said quietly: "What's the matter, you little traitor wants to protect your sister and pretend to be cool?"
"hehe."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaodao didn't react, but Mu Baibai smiled, shook his head and said: "You really don't know how high the sky is, don't look at Lin Xiaodao, he is stupid, only when you are his opponent can you know him. It’s so scary…”
Of course, she just said this to herself. She finally got Li Tianming to take the bait, but she didn't dare to scare him anymore.
Lin Xiaodao was not angry. He smiled and shook his head. He was too lazy to say anything else and said: "In that case, do you choose a one-on-one battle or a double battle? Logically speaking, it is best for young people to resolve their affairs with dignity. No. I’m tired of the trouble, girl, so I suggest a one-on-one fight.”
"No, I choose a double battle." Li Tianming said simply.
