Chapter 897

In the side hall.

Zheng Feiyue took the twin stars into the gate. First, he ordered Zhao Yun and Lv Bu to accompany the guests at the other two tables, and he came to the main table.

Sitting at the main table are the leaders of one sect. Except for the old king who represents the evil god sect, others are the generation of law orders and control the great voice on the east bank.

When entering the door, Zheng Feiyue thought, if we can take all these people, the east bank will be in chaos. What kind of scene should it be?

Of course, he's just thinking.

In this way, Zheng Feiyue opened his chair and sat on the main seat reserved by everyone under the gaze of Qishuang, who was either old, handsome or dead!

As soon as his ass touched the stool, Zheng Feiyue suddenly sighed.

Counting the days, he has been in the fairy world for three or four years.

I still remember that when he first came, he and his brothers were just a group of poor people who didn't even have enough money to eat. Although they opened the immortal bar, they relied on the nose of the seven sects because of their low strength. How happy they were!

Fortunately, everything is worth it. During the battle of fairy peak, Zheng Feiyue's daughter-in-law became a mother-in-law. No one on the east bank dared to underestimate him, and the six patriarchs in front of him are the best proof!

"Ladies and gentlemen, Zheng personally cooks and tastes it."

Zheng Feiyue smiled and said that in the face of these new and old friends, he was neither afraid nor flattering, and everything was as usual.

Wang Buyi smiled. He was the first to pick up chopsticks and said, "everyone has a taste. Although this smelly boy is lazy, he has the best cooking skills in the world."

At the beginning, the patriarchs moved chopsticks one after another. After eating, they were full of praise, but they didn't compete like the Qian brothers and sisters. After all, they are all patriarchs and won't lose their attitude because of their desire.

Wang Buyi swallowed a piece of fish, put down his chopsticks and suddenly sighed, "it's not easy for the smelly boy to come to this step. You are his elders in terms of age and seniority. You should take care of him."

No one answered.

Although Wang Buyi is an old master, the people present have good qualifications. Several people participated in the immortal devil war ten thousand years ago, which is nothing more than as dazzling as Lao Wang.

The two people at the next table also stopped their chopsticks and looked around between their patriarch and Zheng Feiyue.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Zheng Feiyue laughed and personally filled a bowl of rice for Lao Wang. He specially cooked it for half an hour. It was soft and fragrant, which best suited Lao Wang's appetite.

At the same time, he whispered: "you don't have to say much. I have to come here in person today!"

It's not easy for Wang to carry a bowl and have no words. It's not easy to pass today.

Zheng Feiyue gave Lao Wang a reassuring look, opened his mouth and said with a smile, "today is the joy of Zheng moving to the city Lord's house. It's really my honor for you to congratulate."

"Congratulations?" Kui GUI, the leader of the five ghost sect, said faintly, "shopkeeper Zheng is afraid he misunderstood. I'm not here today to congratulate you on being the city master."

"Why is that?" Zheng Feiyue was unmoved.

Kui ghost looked around and sneered, "since everyone doesn't say anything, I'll be the villain. Zheng Feiyue can't sit in this position with your origin and qualifications."

"Origin? Qualifications?" Zheng Feiyue showed an interested expression. "Lord Kui, do you want these things to be a city Lord? I've never heard of them. Please make it clear."

Kui ghost said faintly, "all the seven sects in the fifty-six cities are the people of immortals and demons. Those who walk on the earth instead of demons are the seven sects built by demons. You are just a small people in the mountains. How can you control the people of demons?"

Taking the extreme evil sea as the boundary, the West Bank claims to be the descendant of immortals, and the east bank claims to be the son of demon gods.

These titles, to put it bluntly, are a set of theories developed by major departments in order to maintain their own rule, which is similar to the theory of heaven and man in the earth calendar dynasties.

Zheng Feiyue doesn't believe it, but it's unnecessary to overthrow this kind of right and wrong.

Seeing him pondering for a moment, he suddenly seemed to make up his mind and said, "in that case, I won't hide it from you. In fact, Zheng is also the descendant of a demon God, and you are the leader of a sect. However, his family way... The sect is in decline, so he had to come out to make a living."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

As soon as Zheng Feiyue's voice fell, a violent cough came from the table next door. All the leaders looked discontentedly and found that it was the little patriarch of Shenyao sect. They couldn't help looking at Xiang Qianjun.

Qian Jun looked at LV Jian with eyes and a smile.

LV Jian nodded and mentioned that Qian wangsun went out of the side hall. Soon, there was a sound of whip beating and Qian wangsun's begging for mercy: "I'm wrong, little martial uncle, I know I'm wrong!"

When the child was beaten outside the hall, his father still smiled and said, "the bad son is not sensible. Please don't blame him. By the way, shopkeeper Zheng, what's the name of the sect in your mouth?"

The crowd looked at Zheng Feiyue and looked strange.

Zheng Feiyue said solemnly, "to tell you the truth, my sect is called Duxiu sect. It is also a big sect with hundreds of thousands of years of inheritance, with hundreds of thousands of disciples."

Qian Jun looked a little stiff. There must be a limit to his secret boasting. The seven sect disciples add up to less than 100000. What sect can have hundreds of thousands of disciples?

"I don't know the title of the demon God who created the sect?" he asked again.

Zheng Feiyue shook his head again and again, with a sense of fear on his face: "the grandmaster has great powers. If I say the taboo, the grandmaster must feel it. If I let him know that the clan has withered, I'm afraid it will punish me, so I can't say it or not."

Everyone was speechless.

Qian Jun opened his mouth for a long time and didn't know how to answer. At the same time, he understood why his son despised this guy.

How can there be such a shameless person in the world?

Looking at the other patriarchs, they all look tense. Zheng Feiyue's shamelessness is far beyond their imagination. We can their identity. Can't we argue loudly with them?

The Five ghosts, Menkui, frowned lightly and said, "where is the Duxiu sect? Since it is a large and powerful sect, why is there no record in the general League, and how did it decline?"

Zheng Feiyue was devastated when he heard the speech: "Duxiu zongnaiyin Shizong sect, the sect's ancestral motto has a word. You can't reveal the sect's location to others! As for how to fall? This is also the sect's secret. I'm sorry to tell you."

"You..." Kui GUI's state of mind was unbalanced and his speed of speech was unconsciously eager. "This can't be said, that can't be said. Duxiu sect is just a fiction. How can you prove these words?"

"If you want me to prove it, please prove that I'm lying first." Zheng Feiyue, an anti general.

Kui ghost choked and couldn't speak. He closed his eyes and forcibly calmed his state of mind. He said in a deep voice: "sure enough, he's smart..."

At this time, Qian Jun took Kui GUI's words and said, "let alone the matter of Duxiu sect for the time being. Sanggui city has been established for thousands of years. If there were no seven sects in a thousand years, the city would have been destroyed by fierce animals and villains.

In terms of seniority, shopkeeper Zheng has only been in sanggui city for a few years. Although he has brought benefits to Xianwang, how can he compare with the seven cases that have sheltered the city for thousands of years? "

Compared with Kui GUI, Qian Jun's problem is much sharper.