However, Wen Ping chose to hide his emotions without moving, so as not to let others see his relationship with Si Haixian.
Put away his thoughts, Wen Ping continued to calmly preside over the seven domains ascend to the sky competition, and asked people to bring up a pile of jade tags according to the process.
In the next draw, Wen Ping sat back and didn't stop at the draw, because Sikong chased the star and shouted at him when he came back.
"Lord Wen, Wang's surname is Sikong, his name is Zhuixing and his title is Jinhong. There's no other meaning. I just want to make friends with Lord Wen. After all, it's better to have more friends than one enemy in this world." Sikong pursues the stars as if the king of Longyang is the air.
In fact, he did it for the disgusting king of Longyang. But it's not pure nausea. It's too low.
In addition to disgusting Longyang king, I also want to try Wen Ping's attitude.
Without hesitation, Wen Ping directly replied, "senior Sikong, I'm not even a king. Can I make friends with you?"
"Don't cry, master Sikong. It's too important. Since we are all from Youguo and it seems that I should be several years older than you, you can call me brother Sikong. As for me, I'll call you brother Wen once."
Seeing that Wen Ping unexpectedly accepted his words in front of the king of Longyang, Sikong chased the stars with great pride and joy, because Wen Ping's doing so proved that the immortal sect was obviously not completely on the front of the king of Longyang, otherwise how could he pay attention to an outsider?
After receiving this message, Sikong's pursuit of stars immediately became bolder.
Take another look at the king of Longyang. His face is iron blue. Although he tries to keep calm on his face, he can clearly feel the displeasure in his eyes.
Next, Wen Ping took whatever he said and could follow the topic, which made Sikong's pursuit of stars overjoyed.
Until the king of Longyang suddenly opened his mouth, he interrupted the two people's eager conversation, "Lord Wen, the lottery is over."
Wen Ping got up slowly. "Master Sikong, I'll be busy first."
"Brother Wen, you're busy. When you come back, I'll let you taste my daily collection of spirits. The strong don't dare to drink more. One jar can be put down." Sikong Star chaser also deliberately buried the topic for the chat to be held later and made full preparations for closer relations.
It can be imagined how rare it is to be able to put down the wine without prohibition.
However, Sikong's pursuit of stars doesn't feel anything, as long as he is reluctant to drink more wine on weekdays, which can bring his relationship with Wen Ping closer.
After Wen Ping left, the king of Longyang said, "Sikong pursues the stars. You are very elegant. The cause of King Wuqi's death is not investigated, but you make an appointment here. However, you were drunk that day. What good wine can you put down the sky? Why not call it ecstasy?"
Sikong Star chaser didn't refute, but asked, "Your Highness, I just made an appointment with Lord Wen. Is it too much for you to slander me like this?"
The king of Longyang snorted coldly and didn't speak any more.
He knew what Sikong wanted to do.
What is the intention.
He wanted to stop it, but there was nothing he could do, because he couldn't directly tell Wen Ping that you were my man and were not allowed to talk to Sikong Zhuixing.
That's too overbearing.
It's also too disrespectful.
If one is not careful, it will also make Wen Ping misunderstand and him.
Because once King Wuqi died, there was only one person who could help him become king except immortal.
Abrupt.
Wen Ping's voice came.
"The next thing is to draw lots. According to the process, each number will invite a strong person above the ground. First, let's invite the king of Longyang to make a start for you!"
Words fall, cheers if the waves rise and fall.
Seeing that Wen Ping invited him to the stage, the king of Longyang didn't hesitate at all. He didn't dare to chase the star in front of his eyes. He stepped onto the stage with a proud step.
Under the guidance of Wen Ping, the king of Longyang drew a number.
Seventy three!
On the square, many of the latter's Tianjiao people immediately sighed, and then saw a young man in the middle of Zhenyue come out slowly.
"Next, let's invite master Sikong to draw a number for us and see who the number 73 needs to face!"
Wen Ping's words fell. Sikong chased the stars and got up quickly. He walked to the stage with his head held high. After drawing a number, he looked at the king of Longyang with a smile.
What is hidden under the smile is more or less irrelevant to the word harmony.
The king of Longyang naturally returned it with cold eyes.
"Seventy three against 131!" After Wen Ping announced the list of matches, he invited Longyang Wang and them down again.
As soon as he sat back, the king of Longyang asked, "Sikong pursues the stars. Since I took a number 73 and you took a number 131, why don't we bet on the outcome? Look who has better luck!"
The king of Longyang is unhappy.
Naturally, find a way to vent your anger.
He's got the plot in mind.
When he loses on the 131st, he can make a ruthless mockery.
Because No. 73 is an immortal disciple.
And the list of hidden dragons ranks in Hei hei.
Good night, everyone.
Thank you for ignoring my brother's silver League.. Thank you. Thank you. Hahaha (hahaha)
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