Primordial Demon Emperor

Chapter 819
Even if Mo Lingxuan could be invited over in the end, it would be difficult for Mo Lingxuan.

Even if he is not an opponent, it can still be regarded as a head start for Shengzi Xingque, and has a test of Mo Lingxuan's true strength, so that Shengzi Xingque can think about how to correct his attitude.

What he didn't know was that this person naturally overestimated himself and underestimated Mo Lingxuan's courage and character.

Even if he made a move, facing Mo Lingxuan, the only way to be crushed without any suspense is probably just asking for trouble.

And after handing over the invitation to Mo Lingxuan, the young man didn't linger too long, he turned around and left.

Seeing the back of the young man leaving completely, Yun Yao's voice naturally rang out at the right time: "Actually, the master doesn't need to participate in such meaningless things."

But seeing, Mo Lingxuan waved his hand indifferently, signaling for him not to say more.

"Well, shall we go with the master?"

With Mo Lingxuan's attitude, of course the two girls of Yunyao didn't worry too much, they were just going to accompany Mo Lingxuan.

"No need, you have just passed the baptism of Hongmeng Xichen, and you need a process to stabilize it, so you should not walk around outside."

Mo Lingxuan still waved his hand in response, since it was a gathering between men, then he would be the one to handle it. In this Suzaku clan, he would not be afraid of a few youngsters nowadays.

"OK then"

Mo Lingxuan still said so, Yunyao and Yue Shiyan naturally no longer insisted, because Mo Lingxuan himself was.

After all, they were also very clear about Mo Lingxuan's personality, so as long as they said what they said, they would naturally be confident.

Under Mo Lingxuan's guidance, the girls once again sat down cross-legged quietly to stabilize their cultivation, without thinking too much.

Time, of course, passed by every minute and every second in this process.

In a blink of an eye, the next morning had already arrived, and Mo Lingxuan did not miss the appointment, and rushed outside the Holy Palace.

Outside the huge palace, there are many guards guarding and big monsters roaring, their prestige is extremely terrifying.

These big monsters are also the mounts of the people who are going to the banquet. The people who come here are all extraordinary figures in the younger generation, and the mounts are naturally extremely extraordinary.

In the holy womb, there is a sumptuous banquet in the huge hall, and there are also many beautiful maids serving it.

And these people who took the seats were all imposing young people, apart from those from the Suzaku clan, of course there were also some young people from other races and forces who were well-known in the next three days.

"Then Mo Lingxuan hasn't come yet?"

On the main seat, Saint Son Xingque glanced at the crowd below, and said with a slight frown.

Among the crowd present, he did not see the strange figure that he might have seen.

"Maybe you dare not come?"

"I really don't know what the Yunyao saintess would like about that kid, so she didn't even dare to attend a holy banquet."

"Presumably, even if he came to attend this holy banquet, he would probably bring Yunyao Saintess and the others with him?"

Voices of discussion echoed one after another, saying that all the people present were on the side of Shengzi Xingque, and naturally they were faintly inclined to his side and maliciously speculated to slander Mo Lingxuan.

"Mo Lingxuan is here."

However, at this moment, someone's voice sounded, and everyone looked at the source of the voice.

What imprinted in the eyes was naturally a young man dressed in black, looking down on the wind, it was Mo Lingxuan!

As soon as Mo Lingxuan entered, he seemed to become the focus in an instant, attracting all eyes.

However, most of these gazes looking at him were tinged with coldness.

Mo Lingxuan didn't pay attention to anything, but directly found a marginal seat and sat down.

"Your Excellency, is Mo Lingxuan, the husband of Saintess Yunyao?"

With everyone's eyes focused, the voice of Saint Son Xingque rang out immediately, and asked Mo Lingxuan condescendingly, as if he had a natural sense of superiority.

The rest of the people also looked at Mo Lingxuan playfully.

In their eyes, they naturally regarded Mo Lingxuan as a ridiculous plaything.

"Sacred Son of the Star Sparrow? If you have something to say, just speak up, without beating around the bush."

But see, Mo Lingxuan asked the question of Shengzi Xingque, and responded lightly.

"you"

"Boy, you are really rude. The Holy Son invited you to such a feast, but you still don't know how to measure it?"

"Ordinary people don't even have the qualifications to come in and visit. You are so honored to be invited, but you are so ignorant?"

Mo Lingxuan's attitude naturally displeased some of the young people present, and immediately reprimanded them coldly one by one.

Most of the people present were on good terms with Son Xingque.

Therefore, it is natural to speak for Son of Star Sparrow in all aspects.

"Everyone, there is no need to be like this. Ordinary people will inevitably not know some etiquette when they come here. It's okay."

Before Mo Lingxuan could respond, the voice of Saint Son Xingque rang out again.

On the surface, it was to save Mo Lingxuan, but in fact, the words contained endless superiority and ridicule.

The implication is that it is not difficult to hear that it is satirizing Mo Lingxuan's frog in a well and his lack of education.

"The Haihan of the Holy Son really makes us admire."

"Haha, the Holy Son is right. People who come from ordinary people are extremely vulgar. What knowledge do we have with them?"

As soon as Holy Son Xingque finished speaking, some people echoed him one after another.

And watching these people's 'drama', Mo Lingxuan was naturally calm on the surface, and felt extremely funny in his heart.

These so-called Vermillion Bird Clan geniuses who stayed in the group, it seems that they are really a bunch of scum.

The strong members of the clan are fighting abroad and facing extremely severe crises, but they feel good about themselves in the clan, and they also feel that their race is extremely powerful and have a natural sense of superiority?
This sounds really ironic!

"Come on, since everyone has arrived, let's have a banquet first, and the rest will be discussed later."

"Thank you for your kindness, for being able to participate in the holy feast of my son's departure. In the future, when my son achieves the fairyland, I will definitely not forget my brothers."

After a while, Saint Son Xingque spoke again, posing as a gesture of invitation, then picked up the wine glass and toasted to everyone.

"Haha. Where is the Holy Son, it is indeed our honor to be able to come to your holy banquet. In the future, the Holy Son will definitely be able to achieve immortality and reach the sky in one step!"

"In the future, the Suzaku clan will surely prosper under the hands of the Son!"

All the arrogances raised their glasses to respond, drank the wine in their glasses, and said a series of flattering words.

However, among the people seated in the arena, there was only one person who did not move at all.

That person was naturally Mo Lingxuan.

(End of this chapter)