As the saying goes, the dog relies on the power of others, Yu Miaoyi is praised by others. Even the young supreme emperors such as Xuan Ming and Zhan Wuji give her some face, which makes her servants feel superb.
Just a doorman, he dared to scold Ji Wufeng, and of course he would not be polite to him.
Bang!
The waiter was pulled out by Ji Wufeng. After landing, his neck tilted and fainted.
Everyone present was stunned. Although this waiter was insignificant, it represented Yu Miaoyi. Ji Wufeng directly pulled him away, which was obvious that he would not give Yu Miaoyi face.
Immediately, someone scolded him sternly: "Hmph, where did the madman come from? He dared to be arrogant here!"
Ji Wufeng said with his eyes slanted: "Where are you?"
The young man said arrogantly: "I am Wu Tianhai of the Wu family of the cultivation family, and I rank 87th on the list of young masters."
Ji Wufeng sneered disdainfully: "But there are only seventy-eight people, and they don't even deserve to carry my shoes. Get out of here!"
Wu Tianhai was furious and said, "Boy, you are looking for death!"
If you dare to look down on him so much, as a genius, how could you bear this tone? You will immediately fight Ji Wufeng.
Immediately someone grabbed him and whispered: "He is Long Aotian. Qi Wenjie was defeated by him with one move. You are not his opponent."
When Wu Tianhai heard this, he stopped immediately. Qi Wenjie's ranking is higher than him and his strength is stronger than him. Of course, he is not Ji Wufeng's opponent, but he still said arrogantly: "Hmph, this is Hongluan Pavilion, I will give Fairy Miaoyi face. When I leave here, I will definitely look good!"
Ji Wufeng curled his lips and said, "You give Yu Miaoyi face? You give face to others? You're so good. I don't know if my face is long. If you are timid, just say, don't make excuses here, it's embarrassing and conspicuous!"
"you……"
Wu Tianhai was furious, but there was no way. Today, the geniuses gathered together. If they were defeated by Long Aotian, they would lose all their faces.
Ji Wufeng glanced at everyone with his eyes slanted, and said arrogantly: "And you, whoever is not convinced can just let the horse come over and see how Master Long sucks you..."
Everyone was full of anger, but no one said anything.
Because those who arrived here in advance were actually not very high, they were basically outside the seventy and on the waitlist.
Those who are really ranked high are arrogant. Wouldn’t it be a loss of identity when they arrive in advance?
This led to no one who thought these people were Long Aotian's opponents. Even if they were angry, they would still dare not speak out.
"Hmph, don't get entangled with such a madman." Wu Tianhai snorted coldly, turned around and left.
Ji Wufeng shouted: "Who do you think is a madman? If you have the ability, don't leave. See if Master Long will make your butt bloom. And you, what should you see? Do you dare to make a life and death statute with me..."
Originally, a famous scene where geniuses gathered together, but they all remained silent. Only Ji Wufeng was dancing up and down like a shrew, spitting out the stars and flying around!
Not far away, Yu Miaoyi sat opposite a young woman who was also fascinating, and she saw this scene.
"What does Junior Sister Qingwu think of this person?" Yu Miaoyi asked.
The woman stared at her eyes and smiled and said, "I can't see through."
Being able to defeat Qi Wenjie means that Ji Wufeng is definitely a genius. No matter how arrogant and domineering he is, he should not be like a gangster like this.
That's the nature?
Is it a disguise?
However, Yu Miaoyi's eyes narrowed and she said, "But I feel that my junior sister has a little appreciation for this person."
The young woman said in surprise: "How can I see it?"
Yu Miaoyi said, "Although junior sister Qingwu has always been easy-going, it was the first time I saw you so knowingly."
"Yeah?"
The young woman was a little lost and smiled knowingly. She had never seen it since the world of cultivation came, but she laughed unconsciously just now.
However, it was not because she admired Long Aotian, but because she felt that there was a shadow of that person on this person.
Yu Miaoyi suddenly looked solemn and said, "Junior Sister Qingwu, although it is hard to leave her hometown, since you have joined the Master's disciple, you should give up the past and be dedicated to the Tao. Don't let Master down your expectations for you."
The young woman's eyes narrowed and she bowed and said, "Qingwu should remember her senior sister's teachings."
At the party, all the geniuses gathered together to talk, but Ji Wufeng was alone, which seemed particularly out of place.
Ji Wufeng was upset, and slapped the table suddenly and shouted: "Come here!"
A waiter stepped forward and asked, "What are the instructions for the young master?"
Ji Wufeng squinted his eyes and said, "I have been here for a long time and I don't even have a cup of tea. Is that how do you entertain guests?"
The waiter's mouth twitched and said, "Please wait, my son, I'll make arrangements right away."
"Slow down."
Ji Wufeng called him and said, "Just just now, I'm scolding someone for being hungry, so I'll get some food for me, and I'll put on a roasted lamb. I want pure wild goats, don't raise them, roast them golden, and bring them to me with sizzling oil. I'll have another jar of fine wine. It's a hundred years old, but not a hundred years old. I can't afford that person..."
Everyone was stunned. This was a gathering of cultivators. Do you think it was a wedding banquet for mortals?
At the banquet of cultivators, they eat either spiritual fruits or high-level beasts. This guy actually wants to roast such low-level food as lamb. It's really a waste of money, a country bumpkin.
The waiter was stunned. This was the first time he had encountered such a request.
Ji Wufeng glared and said, "Why are you still standing there? Go and prepare quickly. You really don't have the ability to see me at all. If you were my servant, you would have opened you long ago!"
The waiter's face turned green, but he dared not speak out, so he had to run to prepare.
The party time is getting closer and closer, and the genius who are rushing to come is getting stronger and stronger, and the highest ranking is already around 60.
The roasted lamb is coming, golden and sizzling oil.
Even if it is nourished, under the nourishment of the spiritual energy of the cultivation world, it is much higher than the one on the earth. The fragrance floats over and Ji Wufeng is almost drooling.
A voice full of mocking said: "I am afraid that only low-level and difficult to swallow food will be willing to be treated with."
The person who spoke was a genius who had just arrived, a master ranked 53rd on the list of young masters. The meaning of saying this was to deliberately belittle Ji Wufeng.
Ji Wufeng was about to get angry when suddenly a very familiar voice sounded: "Hahaha... His grandma actually has roasted lamb, Amitabha, hurry up, bring wine to Lord Buddha!"
Ji Wufeng trembled all over and turned his head to take a look.
I saw a young monk with beautiful eyes rushing over with a drooling sound, holding the roasted lamb and chewing it wildly.
It looked like a hungry ghost in the sex that had never seen a woman in hundreds of years. The so-called dogs rely on their power, Yu Miaoyi was praised by others, and even the young supreme emperors such as Xuanming and Zhan Wuji gave her some face, which made her sense of superiority in servants burst out.
Just a doorman, he dared to scold Ji Wufeng, and of course he would not be polite to him.
Bang!
The waiter was pulled out by Ji Wufeng. After landing, his neck tilted and fainted.
Everyone present was stunned. Although this waiter was insignificant, it represented Yu Miaoyi. Ji Wufeng directly pulled him away, which was obvious that he would not give Yu Miaoyi face.
Immediately, someone scolded him sternly: "Hmph, where did the madman come from? He dared to be arrogant here!"
Ji Wufeng said with his eyes slanted: "Where are you?"
The young man said arrogantly: "I am Wu Tianhai of the Wu family of the cultivation family, and I rank 87th on the list of young masters."
Ji Wufeng sneered disdainfully: "But there are only seventy-eight people, and they don't even deserve to carry my shoes. Get out of here!"
Wu Tianhai was furious and said, "Boy, you are looking for death!"
If you dare to look down on him so much, as a genius, how could you bear this tone? You will immediately fight Ji Wufeng.
Immediately someone grabbed him and whispered: "He is Long Aotian. Qi Wenjie was defeated by him with one move. You are not his opponent."
When Wu Tianhai heard this, he stopped immediately. Qi Wenjie's ranking is higher than him and his strength is stronger than him. Of course, he is not Ji Wufeng's opponent, but he still said arrogantly: "Hmph, this is Hongluan Pavilion, I will give Fairy Miaoyi face. When I leave here, I will definitely look good!"
Ji Wufeng curled his lips and said, "You give Yu Miaoyi face? You give face to others? You're so good. I don't know if my face is long. If you are timid, just say, don't make excuses here, it's embarrassing and conspicuous!"
"you……"
Wu Tianhai was furious, but there was no way. Today, the geniuses gathered together. If they were defeated by Long Aotian, they would lose all their faces.
Ji Wufeng glanced at everyone with his eyes slanted, and said arrogantly: "And you, whoever is not convinced can just let the horse come over and see how Master Long sucks you..."
Everyone was full of anger, but no one said anything.
Because those who arrived here in advance were actually not very high, they were basically outside the seventy and on the waitlist.
Those who are really ranked high are arrogant. Wouldn’t it be a loss of identity when they arrive in advance?
This led to no one who thought these people were Long Aotian's opponents. Even if they were angry, they would still dare not speak out.
"Hmph, don't get entangled with such a madman." Wu Tianhai snorted coldly, turned around and left.
Ji Wufeng shouted: "Who do you think is a madman? If you have the ability, don't leave. See if Master Long will make your butt bloom. And you, what should you see? Do you dare to make a life and death statute with me..."
Originally, a famous scene where geniuses gathered together, but they all remained silent. Only Ji Wufeng was dancing up and down like a shrew, spitting out the stars and flying around!
Not far away, Yu Miaoyi sat opposite a young woman who was also fascinating, and she saw this scene.
"What does Junior Sister Qingwu think of this person?" Yu Miaoyi asked.
The woman stared at her eyes and smiled and said, "I can't see through."
Being able to defeat Qi Wenjie means that Ji Wufeng is definitely a genius. No matter how arrogant and domineering he is, he should not be like a gangster like this.
That's the nature?
Is it a disguise?
However, Yu Miaoyi's eyes narrowed and she said, "But I feel that my junior sister has a little appreciation for this person."
The young woman said in surprise: "How can I see it?"
Yu Miaoyi said, "Although junior sister Qingwu has always been easy-going, it was the first time I saw you so knowingly."
"Yeah?"
The young woman was a little lost and smiled knowingly. She had never seen it since the world of cultivation came, but she laughed unconsciously just now.
However, it was not because she admired Long Aotian, but because she felt that there was a shadow of that person on this person.
Yu Miaoyi suddenly looked solemn and said, "Junior Sister Qingwu, although it is hard to leave her hometown, since you have joined the Master's disciple, you should give up the past and be dedicated to the Tao. Don't let Master down your expectations for you."
The young woman's eyes narrowed and she bowed and said, "Qingwu should remember her senior sister's teachings."
At the party, all the geniuses gathered together to talk, but Ji Wufeng was alone, which seemed particularly out of place.
Ji Wufeng was upset, and slapped the table suddenly and shouted: "Come here!"
A waiter stepped forward and asked, "What are the instructions for the young master?"
Ji Wufeng squinted his eyes and said, "I have been here for a long time and I don't even have a cup of tea. Is that how do you entertain guests?"
The waiter's mouth twitched and said, "Please wait, my son, I'll make arrangements right away."
"Slow down."
Ji Wufeng called him and said, "Just just now, I'm scolding someone for being hungry, so I'll get some food for me, and I'll put on a roasted lamb. I want pure wild goats, don't raise them, roast them golden, and bring them to me with sizzling oil. I'll have another jar of fine wine. It's a hundred years old, but not a hundred years old. I can't afford that person..."
Everyone was stunned. This was a gathering of cultivators. Do you think it was a wedding banquet for mortals?
At the banquet of cultivators, they eat either spiritual fruits or high-level beasts. This guy actually wants to roast such low-level food as lamb. It's really a waste of money, a country bumpkin.
The waiter was stunned. This was the first time he had encountered such a request.
Ji Wufeng glared and said, "Why are you still standing there? Go and prepare quickly. You really don't have the ability to see me at all. If you were my servant, you would have opened you long ago!"
The waiter's face turned green, but he dared not speak out, so he had to run to prepare.
The party time is getting closer and closer, and the genius who are rushing to come is getting stronger and stronger, and the highest ranking is already around 60.
The roasted lamb is coming, golden and sizzling oil.
Even if it is nourished, under the nourishment of the spiritual energy of the cultivation world, it is much higher than the one on the earth. The fragrance floats over and Ji Wufeng is almost drooling.
A voice full of mocking said: "I am afraid that only low-level and difficult to swallow food will be willing to be treated with."
The person who spoke was a genius who had just arrived, a master ranked 53rd on the list of young masters. The meaning of saying this was to deliberately belittle Ji Wufeng.
Ji Wufeng was about to get angry when suddenly a very familiar voice sounded: "Hahaha... His grandma actually has roasted lamb, Amitabha, hurry up, bring wine to Lord Buddha!"
Ji Wufeng trembled all over and turned his head to take a look.
I saw a young monk with beautiful eyes rushing over with a drooling sound, holding the roasted lamb and chewing it wildly.
It looked like a hungry ghost who had never seen a woman in hundreds of years.