Chapter 802 (2/2)
At the moment, the middle-aged man did not even dare to breathe. He could only respectfully stand beside the old man and dare not say a word more.
”I'm really making you laugh. I have this habit of meddling in other people's affairs.” The old man laughed at Chen Xi twice, and then said something embarrassed.
After all, it's not good to cheat the old with their strength.
”It doesn't matter. I wanted to teach him a lesson before, but I don't need to do it.” Chen Xi smiles at the old man, and then speaks directly.
”Taoist friends, it is so-called that meeting is predestined. What's more, I'm still in such a small place. My name is Qingsong. I'm glad to meet you.” The old man Qingsong smiles at Chen Xi, and then he speaks with a cheerful voice.
”Chen Xi, the leader of Tiandi sect, this is Lin Qianxue, the first disciple of Tiandi sect.” After hearing the old man Qingsong's words, Chen Xi pointed to Lin Qianxue, sitting beside him, and introduced him to the old man.
”Lin Qianxue has met master Qingsong.” After hearing Chen Xi's words, Lin Qianxue stood up directly from her seat and said a respectful sentence to Qingsong.
”Well, are you the famous emperor of heaven?” Qingsong old man heard Chen Xi's words, he was stunned directly in situ, and then a little surprised to say that he could hardly believe his ears.
The old man Qingsong has heard a lot about tiandizong all the way.
It is said that the leader of Tiandi sect is a powerful man with profound cultivation. He has three heads and six arms, and has great powers of magic.Old man Qingsong thought that the leader of Tiandi sect should be an old man or a middle-aged man, but he didn't expect to be so young.
”I just want to have some false names. You don't have to care about it.” Chen Xi heard the old man's words, he had a helpless smile, and then slowly opened his mouth and said a word.
From the mouth of a powerful emperor, hearing these four words, Chen Xi really felt uncomfortable.
”Don't belittle yourself, Lord Chen. Your name has almost spread all over the northern wasteland. Who knows?” Qingsong old man heard Chen Xi's words, he laughed twice, and then said with a look coveted.
At the moment, the middle-aged man standing beside them has already listened to all the conversations between them.
”Gudu...”
When the middle-aged man learned of Chen Xi's identity, his body began to shake violently, and at the same time kept swallowing saliva. His forehead was covered with sweat, and his face was pale and terrible.
At the moment, the middle-aged man finally knows what level of existence he has offended.
Dare to call the emperor of heaven as a little white face. The middle-aged man thinks that he is dead today, and there is absolutely no possibility of surviving.
However, if he can survive, it will certainly become the capital that middle-aged men will boast to others in the future.
After all, how many people dare to do this kind of earth shaking thing?
At the same time, the middle-aged man is also very curious about the identity of the old man.
To be able to sit in a dignified place opposite to the leader of Tiandi sect, and it doesn't look inferior at all. The identity of this old man is not simple!