Shi Ling found that although the middle-aged man in front of him had good momentum, he seemed to be inferior to the "martial beast" Wu Xingtian he had seen before, which made him a little confused.
The middle-aged man smiled and did not answer, but respectfully invited Shi Ling, the four-armed iron ape, and the fire fox man into the hall.
There are two rows of long low tables on both sides of the hall. Each table is filled with a variety of fresh fruits, pastries and exquisite cooked food. The rich aroma of wine wafts from the earthen jars placed next to it.
Not to mention the four-armed iron ape and the sphinx, even the fire fox people opened their eyes wide and took a deep sniff, with surprise on their faces.
¡°You¡¯re welcome, you can sit wherever you want, sit wherever you want.¡± The middle-aged man laughed at the four-armed iron ape and others.
The little fox Ling'er chuckled and jumped off the Fire Fox man's back first, then jumped onto a low table in a big manner, picked up the earthen jar with the front paws of both hands, took a sip, and shook his head: "Okay. It¡¯s fragrant, this is fruit wine!¡±
The Fire Fox man scolded: "You're so rude" Before he could say anything more, the middle-aged man laughed and said, "It's okay, you can do whatever you want." Then he turned to look at Shi Ling and said in a low voice: "Master Wen Cheng I want to see the Crescent Moon King alone, but there are many beasts here. Crescent Moon King, please come with me."
Shi Ling knew that he could not escape, so he made up his mind and prepared to make it clear to Wen Cheng in person that no matter what, he did not want to get involved in the internal power struggle of the "Devil Palace", at least for now, he did not intend to do so.
After thinking clearly, he gave a few instructions to the four-armed iron ape, asking them to stay here and lowering his head to make him more alert. No one would know Wen Cheng's true intentions.
The four-armed iron ape nodded to reassure Shi Ling. Except for the little fox Ling'er who didn't understand anything, both the four-armed iron ape and the fire fox man could still restrain themselves despite the tempting food and wine in front of them.
Shi Ling was alone, following the middle-aged man, walking from the upper part of the hall into the side hall, and soon entered another hall about 20 meters in length and width.
This hall has no windows, only a few stone benches, and no lights, making it look very dark.
When Shi Lingjin walked in, there was a figure sitting cross-legged on two of the stone benches.
With a "hoo" sound, another stone bench slid over and stopped in front of Shi Ling.
"Sit down." Although the upper voice was deliberately suppressed to a low tone, it was still filled with a roaring sound. Just this sentence showed the domineering power of the superior.
Shi Ling's heart trembled, but he didn't answer. He crossed his legs and sat down on the stone bench in front of him, forming a tripod with the two figures sitting cross-legged above him.
The middle-aged man who brought Shi Ling in retreated to the door of the hall and stopped without entering.
"Crescent King, we meet again."
On the opposite side, another very familiar voice suddenly sounded.
Shi Ling's eyes sharpened and he looked straight away.
"Crescent King, we meet again!"
A very familiar voice sounded, and Shi Ling's eyes narrowed, and he finally discerned from the darkness of the hall that one of the two people sitting cross-legged above him was a short, plump old man in his fifties. Wu Xingtian is the "Martial Beast" among the seven evil beasts in the "Demon Palace".
The other person who was sitting cross-legged was very tall. Sitting cross-legged on the stone bench, he looked like a beast crouching. He had a powerful and domineering aura, which made Shi Ling feel a vague sense of oppression.
With just one glance, you can tell that this tall, middle-aged man's military strength is definitely superior to that of the "Martial Beast" Wu Xingtian.
The two people in the hall are the middle-aged man and Wu Xingtian who look very powerful. Based on this calculation, this powerful man should be "Wen Cheng".
Shi Ling analyzed the situation in an instant, with an unwavering expression on his face, and said: "Wu Xingtian, at the foot of Tianyu Mountain, my position has been made very clear. Didn't you report it clearly to your superior Wen Cheng? "
Then he turned to look at the mighty middle-aged man: "Is your Excellency Wen Cheng?"
Wu Xingtian snorted and said: "Crescent King, you are too arrogant. We invite you today, and that is sincere. Don't be aggressive anymore."
The mighty middle-aged man smiled slightly. His voice was very loud. He had deliberately lowered his voice in this hall, but there was still a rumbling feeling in his ears. This was a very strong training in some kind of cultivation. A special phenomenon will only appear when the fierce martial arts reaches an extreme state.
"Due to some reasons, Lord Wen Cheng will not be able to meet the New Moon King tonight. Lord Wen Cheng also asked us to convey his gratitude, but you can rest assured that Wushou and I can fully represent him."
Unexpectedly, the mighty middle-aged man in front of him was not "Wen Cheng". He smiled again when he said this, and continuedSaid: "My name is Nan Yantian, my nickname is 'Ferocious Tyrant Beast', one of the 'Seven Ferocious Beasts'."
"The ferocious beast" Nan Yantian? Shi Ling stretched out his fingers, tapped the stone bench under him, and said: "At the foot of Tianyu Mountain, I have made my words very clear, and my position has also been made clear to Wushou. The two representatives Wen Chengwhat else do you want to say?"
Wu Xingtian shouted: "You¡ª¡ª" He was about to stand up, but Nan Yantian on the other side stretched out his hand and pressed down to let Wu Xingtian calm down. He smiled and said: "Why does the New Moon King reject me like this? It's like a thousand miles away." Besides, we just want to make friends with you. We are all human beings. Isn¡¯t it too much to ask for something like this?¡±
Shi Ling said: "If I just want to make friends, I would be very willing to do so. If I can make friends with you two, that would be a great achievement for me."
Hearing what Shi Ling said, "Ferocious Overlord" Nan Yantian was overjoyed and said, "So Brother Shi is willing to form an alliance with us to fight against the 'Generals' group?" This time he didn't even call him Crescent King. Yes, he directly called Yi Shi brother, which showed that he wanted to get closer to Shi Ling.
Shi Ling sighed, his expression became a little helpless, and said: "You two, I have made it very clear that friends are friends and alliances are alliances. Whether it is a 'military commander' or your 'Wen Cheng', I I have no intention of submitting to any side and suppressing any one. I am just a mere king of the Crescent Island. I don¡¯t have the strength or the idea. You think too highly of me."
"The ferocious beast" Nan Yantian heard Shi Ling's words, and the smile on his face gradually condensed.
Shi Ling continued: "I just want to be my Crescent King of Crescent Island. I have no other ambitions. I won't take the initiative to provoke anyone, but I don't want to sit still and wait for death. As for your 'Wen Cheng' Lord Shang He, I don¡¯t want to know about the grievances and grievances between the generals, and I will never get involved. Please forgive me." At this point, he stood up from the stone bench: "I have made it clear what I need to say, and you two also represent me. I say hello to 'Wen Cheng'."
After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, when he was faced with a loud "bang", and the giant door of the hall was suddenly slammed shut. From the dull sound, he knew that these were two giant stone doors.
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