Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 953: Peerless Shadows

In front of the main entrance of the Palace of the King of Gods. (Read the latest chapter first щщщιmЁ)

The green-clothed woman's eyes are dull, and her pretty face is a little pale.

But at this moment, no one noticed her anomaly.

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "Unexpectedly, you will be a member of the Palace of Gods."

"What about you, what are you doing here?" Hua Yueyan asked.

"On the order of the pavilion lord, come here to congratulate King Luo on his birthday, but..."

Ling Xian raised the corner of his mouth and glanced at the woman in green who was kneeling on the ground, and said: "Some people say that I am not qualified and will not let me in."

Hearing this, Huayue Yanxiu frowned, and quickly guessed the general process. After that, she turned her gaze to the woman, her expression a bit cold.

Although she was quite angry with Ling Xian, she owed him a life-saving grace anyway. What's more, she knows his identity, is a person Xiang Jiuchen attaches great importance to, how can she not be qualified to enter?

Therefore, Huayueyan said coldly: "Okay, you are a green show, you dare to stop the messenger of Sansheng Pavilion, are you making enemies for my master?"

When the voice fell, Lu Xiu's beautiful body trembled suddenly, and said in panic: "No, the servant dare not, because he has no tokens and can't blame me."

"Do you need a token?" Hua Yueyan's eyes were cold, and without a word, she slapped Lu Xiu's face with a slap.

"Pop!"

With a crisp sound, Lu Xiu stiffened in place as if struck by lightning.

Humiliation and resentment appeared in her eyes, but disappeared in the next instant, replaced by fear and anxiety.

"I want to ask you something."

Hua Yueyan looked cold and said: "Now you tell me, does he need a token?"

The voice fell, Lu Xiu's body trembled, and hurriedly shook her head: "No, no, no, no need."

"Very good."

Hua Yueyan glanced at Lu Xiu faintly, and said: "Go over and apologize."

Hearing this, Lu Xiu was slightly startled, and then she felt humiliation in her heart.

She would mock Ling Xian, saying that he was not qualified to enter. However, at this moment, she was forced to apologize. How could she not feel humiliated?

Unfortunately, she can only obey, but can't resist.

Hua Yueyan is a disciple of King Luo, and her status is much higher than her. As long as Hua Yueyan says a word, she will undoubtedly die.

In this way, even if she is humiliated and unwilling, she must obey!

"Hurry up, wait a little longer, and I will drive you out of the Palace of the King!" Huayueyan's face was cold.

"Yes, yes, I will go now."

Lv Xiu suppressed the humiliation in her heart, walked to Ling Xian, bowed to him, and said: "I was wrong, please don't remember the villain, don't be like me."

Hearing that, Ling Xian smiled. He didn't expect such a dramatic scene to happen in just a few dozen breaths of time.

This made him shook his head and laughed, and he was full of emotion.

"Ling Xian, if you don't accept her apology, then I will immediately expel her from the Palace of Gods." Hua Yueyan said, "Her future lies in your thoughts."

After hearing this, Lu Xiu became more frightened, and her eyes were full of pleading.

"Forget it, this matter will be revealed."

Ling Xian waved his hand, letting Lu Xiu be amnesty, and at the same time, he felt more bitter.

Before, she relied on the divine king's palace behind her, and did not put Ling Xian in her eyes at all. But at this moment, he is in control of her destiny. How can this huge gap make her not feel bitter?

"Huh, remember next time, don't look down on people anymore."

Hua Yueyan snorted coldly, turned her gaze to Ling Xian, and suddenly showed a smiling face, and said: "Let's go, I will take you in."

"Good."

Ling Xian nodded lightly, without looking at Lu Xiu, and followed Hua Yueyan's footsteps.

For him, Lu Xiu is just a trivial passer-by, a small person who sits in a well and looks at the sky, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to put it in his memory.

When he and Hua Yueyan walked into the main hall, they suddenly felt several lines of sight converging on him.

"The monk who came here alone? It's kind of interesting."

"It is probably an emissary sent by a certain force, but this is a bit rude. What is the status of King Luo? What is the status of me? How can I send a monk from the Chosen Dao realm?"

"Yes, a little cultivator in the fifth realm is worthy of a seat with me?"

In the main hall, many holy masters spoke one after another, although the tone was plain, but they showed natural arrogance. And their words express their own thoughts.

Obviously, most people dislike Lingxian a bit, thinking that he is not worthy of being in the same seat with him.

After all, they are the holy masters of Megatron, and they are among the top in terms of status and strength. Therefore, they felt that sitting with the Fifth Realm cultivator, they had lost the price.

Ling Xian turned a blind eye to this.

In terms of cultivation status and status, he is indeed inferior to these holy masters. However, this does not mean that he is not qualified to sit down.

What's more, even if it is not as good now, sooner or later, he will ascend the position of the Holy Lord!

"Lingxian, ignore them, a group of arrogant and accustomed rulers, no one thinks it qualified."

Hua Yueyan murmured a little, and led Ling Xian to a table, saying: "You do this first and wait for a while, my master will come out soon."

"I know, if you have something to do, go ahead." Ling Xian smiled faintly, and signaled that Hua Yueyan was okay.

"Okay, I'll be back soon." Huayueyan smiled like a flower, and turned away.

When he saw this, Ling Xian shifted his gaze to the main hall. Seeing that this place was neither magnificent nor majestic, it gave people a vicissitudes of life through the years.

There are nine round tables arranged in a vertical row in the main hall. They are already full of people. Only two tables are empty.

One is the front table, obviously reserved for King Luo and the most noble people. The other one was the table where Ling Xian was located, at the bottom.

Obviously, the nine round tables are arranged according to their status, and the last table undoubtedly represents the lowest status. At least among these people, the status is the lowest.

Therefore, apart from Lingxian, there is no one else at the last table.

After all, no one wants to admit that he is inferior.

"It turns out to sit according to status, so I am the one with the lowest status?" Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, not caring at all.

Nobleness comes from the soul.

He is arrogant, how can he be humble?

So Ling Xian didn't care, and was happy to be quiet. While tasting the wine, he waited quietly, waiting for the legendary strange woman.

The same goes for the many holy masters present.

They either pour their own drinks~IndoMTL.com~ or chat, without exception, their faces look expectant.

The position of King Luo is revered and extremely mysterious. Even though she is the same Holy Master, not many people have seen her, so everyone is looking forward to it.

That's it, time goes by bit by bit.

Half an hour later, a crisp sound rang, attracting everyone's attention.

"Luo Wang is here!"

The voice fell, and three pretty women appeared outside the hall, each with exquisite features and beautiful faces. They were rare beauties.

They took broken steps, and the sky rained all over the sky in a moment, like a dream.

And in the sky and rain, a peerless fairy shadow fell lightly, noble, holy, and otherworldly.

Suddenly, the three women were overshadowed by this peerless shadow.