The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

He knew in his heart that no one would dare to despise Shuiyue Palace if this dragon meat was brought up, and even for this grand ceremony, the status of Shuiyue Palace would be comparable to his ghost king's sect in the future.

Even the reputation is even louder than that of Ghost King Sect.

You must know that the Ghost King sect has existed for thousands of years, but what about Shuiyue Palace?

one day!

The ghost king thought helplessly: "Maybe I really underestimated this Chu Heng."

He looked at Bi Yao who had never left Chu Heng's eyes, and felt helpless in his heart.

"But, with such a son-in-law, if my daughter is bullied in the future, I still can't win!"

The King of Ghosts, who has accepted part of the reality, is already worrying about future family conflicts.

Others don't care about the ghost king's thoughts. Even the monks who don't have a good appetite will get excited at this moment. No matter how they are doing, when they mention it in front of others, they will say: ".ˇ We are also the ones who have eaten the dragon!"

This life is not in vain.

Seeing that everyone was about to move, Chu Heng smiled, and said, "I met an evil dragon a few days ago, and I had no choice but to kill it. Now this is also a use of waste. Let everyone try it."

Everyone was silent for a while, how did they offend you, a good dragon, it is not enough for you to kill its life and soul, but also to eat its flesh, which is too tragic.

Even some monks who harbored ill intentions towards Shuiyue Palace felt chills, and some secret thoughts in their hearts dissipated with the wind.

These two bones in his own house are not enough for Chu Heng to dismantle.

"Everyone who comes here is a guest, so there is no need to be restrained. We are practitioners (Qian Li's) and we don't talk about the red tape of the world. Please feel free!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already made a move, and a piece of dragon meat had already flown down from the silver medal in front of him.

Seeing him start, everyone rushed to enjoy this rare dish.

Even the ghost king took a piece of meat with great interest, tasted it lightly, nodded and said: "Not bad!"

This dragon meat itself is very delicious, not to mention the aura is compelling?

For a moment, there was no sound in the hall, and no one spoke.

In less than an hour and a half, the dragon meat that filled most of the hall had been shared.

After drinking and eating, it is inevitable that the cups and dishes will be messed up. I saw an old man respectfully said to Chu Heng: "Palace Master Chu's kindness, I will have nothing to repay. If there is any order in the future, I will be smashed to pieces!".

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Chapter One Thousand and Seventeen

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He looked at Chen Ken, and while speaking, the rest of the casual cultivators followed suit and nodded. +]

Chu Heng knew in his heart that this was not their kindness, but that he had already convinced them today. He said this was just to invest as soon as possible and make friends.

This group of casual cultivators are mostly people who have no benefit and can't afford it early.

Simply, I didn't think about getting anything from them.

Chu Heng said: "You are too polite. My Shuiyue Palace is opening a faction today. It is a great honor for you to come. If there is anything to ask for, it means that in the future, my Shuiyue Palace will sell some pills to outsiders. I hope you can appreciate it a lot.”

When everyone heard this, their spirits were shaken. What are casual cultivators afraid of? The most feared thing is that there is no cultivation method and no elixir.

Everyone is helpless in the matter of exercises, and no one will give good exercises to others.

Medicinal pills are different. A good alchemist will commit all kinds of crimes, including murder and arson, and there are still people who want to protect him.There is no way, this is a scarce resource, and whoever is a slightly famous alchemist is not a guest of the great sect.

Someone thought of the spirit wine just now, and had an idea, could it be that the alchemist of Shuiyue Palace is not low in attainments?

083 All of a sudden, everyone's eyes lit up.

Chu Heng secretly smiled in his heart. If there is anything remarkable about casual cultivators, it would be his mouth. (—)

The news among casual cultivators is the fastest and most widely spread. If he said this today, it would take less than three days for the entire cultivation world to know.

Even what food he ate today, what wine he drank, and how good the wine was, no matter how big or small, people would talk about it with gusto.

All of a sudden, the crowd in the hall was turbulent, and everyone patted their chests, promising to take care of Shuiyue Palace in the future.

"The mob! The smog!"

A cold voice came, and everyone fell silent, looking at the entrance of the hall.

The outburst had already sneered and was about to teach the speaker a lesson, but was held back desperately by the person beside him.

Just kidding, this person is something you can provoke, I don't blame you if you want to die, but who knows if it will hurt Chi Yu.

The person who came was a woman, about thirty, with an oval face, thin eyebrows and a moist nose, a pair of piercing almond eyes, and a moon-white Taoist robe, graceful and graceful.

But there was no trace of grace on her face.

Even people who knew her didn't dare to show any blasphemy.

There is no way, this person has too much background, not only his financial resources are strong, but his background is also strong.

Qingyunmen, Xiaozhufeng, the first water moon.

She stepped into the hall step by step, she didn't care about other people's eyes at all, there were only two figures in her eyes. (—)

Lu Xueqi, Shi Feixuan.