City Lord's house, Deng family!
"Why should I apologize to him?" Xiao Chen looks at hundred flowers orchid light to say.
"Xiao Chen, this is the middle region, not compared with the southern region. There are many strong people in the middle region. The ancestors are the king. You must recognize this reality."
Baihualan said earnestly: "even if you dominate in the southern regions, even if you have strong talent, but in front of the ancestors, you have to be a dragon or a tiger."
"Not necessarily!" Xiao Chen does not matter to say.
"Xiao Chen, I told you so much because of Feng Luan's face. Don't you think that you are too ignorant just to show off your tongue?" Hundred flowers orchid deep voice.
"I am ignorant or you are ignorant. Maybe in your eyes, Mobei mountain is very strong, but in my eyes, Mobei mountain is just a mole ant on the road, which can be trampled to death at will!"
Xiao Chen said faintly, but his voice was startled. Everyone looked at Xiao Chen in amazement. He compared Mobei mountain, the ancestral saint, to the mole ants on the road. This is too arrogant.
Only Deng Jiuyou and Deng Tong think that Xiao Chen is not arrogant, but to say a fact. They know that Shengde Shengchao and qinghaizong have two ancestors and three saints respectively, but they have no chance to escape, so they are all killed by seconds. Xiao Chen said this sentence without exaggeration.
"It's hopeless!" Hundred flowers orchid cold hum a, some anger in the heart, then no longer pay attention to Xiao Chen, turn to sit on their own seat.
"Boy, you are so brave that you dare to compare me to a mole ant. I want to challenge you. Do you dare to accept it?" Mo Beishan looks at Xiao Chen in a gloomy way.
"I dare not!"
Xiao Chen said straightforwardly, even without blinking.
"It sounds so good, but it turns out to be a coward." Deng Yun sneered.
"Since you don't dare, you can apologize to me and get out of here, so as not to be disgraced here!" Mo Beishan cold voice, eyes full of disdain.
Other people in the hall are also looking at Xiao Chen with disdain. The words are so nice, but they dare not even accept the challenge. This kind of person is even more disdainful.
"Naturally, I dare not. You are the ancestor saint, but I am only the ancient saint. Challenging you will damage my image of being wise and powerful. If it is spread out that I deceive the small with the big, my face will not be lost."
Xiao Chen light way.
Mo Beishan listened to the words in front of him, his face showed a faint arrogant color, but the more he listened, the more he felt it was not taste.
And other people look at Xiao Chen, is also a little dizzy, what is the image of damage? What is bullying the small with the big? You are just an ancient saint, and Mobei mountain is a strong ancestor saint.
"Besides, you are so weak that I can't arouse any interest. It's a waste of time to compete with you. If I have this time, I might as well have a drink with the little beauty beside me."
Xiao Chen poured himself a glass of wine and said faintly that he did not put Mo Beishan in his eyes, regardless of his manner or words.
When Mo Beishan looked at Xiao Chen's appearance, his heart was full of ups and downs. Since the day he became the ancestor saint, there have been countless compliments and countless halos falling on him. When has he been so despised, let alone a mere ancient saint.
"You want to die!" Mo Beishan was furious. His face turned red with anger, just like a clown.
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