C43 (1/2)
Ximen Song sat on the table in the main hall, accompanying Shaolin and Sect Leader as they ate and chatted. Wudang ate a mouthful of fast food, let out a chuckle, and said: ”High Priestess of the Ximen Clan is very elegant, poverty-stricken people first met you twenty years ago, poverty-stricken people is just the first disciple, High Priestess of the Ximen Clan has just become the Sect Leader, poverty-stricken people followed her previous master to come to Huanglongshan to observe the ceremony. In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed, High Priestess of the Ximen Clan is still as elegant as ever, but poverty-stricken people is already old.” After saying that, Shaolin Great Monk Pharaoh also nodded her head.
Ximen Song laughed and pointed behind Pine Trail Length, ”Brother Qing Song, you are too modest. I am already fifty this year, so how can I still have the same demeanor as before? My daughter, Yun Er, is already seventeen.
The young man standing behind Pine Trail Length quickly bowed and said: ”Junior Tian Feng is still young, I still need everyone to give me some pointers.” After which, he slowly raised his body.
Seeing that he had a modest and polite manner, just like how he was in the past, Ximen Song stroked his beard and nodded, then the Master Hong Fa beside him continued, ”Amitabha, the High Priestess of the Ximen Clan called us all over, could it be just to celebrate Mister's 50th birthday?”
He cleared his throat and said with a loud voice: ”Heroes, today is the fiftieth birthday of our, the world's heroes have all come here to show our gratitude. This High Priestess of the Ximen Clan takes advantage of this auspicious day to speak to the world's heroes, and we invite High Priestess of the Ximen Clan to say a few words.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a few tilapia disciples behind him started to beat their drums, the sound was rumbling and imposing, and when they saw the scene below, they all thought that although Ximen Song was the leader of Witch Church, his cultivation was considered top-notch even in the Southern, just that they did not know what he was going to say to everyone today, which made them so serious, causing them to be curious in their hearts, so they shouted loudly.
Seeing this, Ximen Song laughed, stood up, and slowly walked to the stage. He clasped his hands, laughed out loud, and said: ”I am indebted to the heroes of the world for their love, and have come today to celebrate my fiftieth birthday. I am here to represent all my brothers in tilapia to thank you all.” After saying that, he cupped his hands together and bowed deeply. Then, he got up and said, ”Just on the basis of today's celebration, I have one thing to announce to everyone, and that is …”
Just as Ximen Song was speaking up to this point, he suddenly heard a high-pitched voice from outside the hall: ”Syracuse's Sect Leader He has arrived!”
The voice came from a high place, and after the heroes in the hall heard it, they all thought: It is said that the tilapia was split into the Eastern tilapia and the Syracuse after being annihilated by the imperial court. So the Syracuse's Sect Leader's surname is actually, I wonder what kind of person he is, and why he has come here at this time. All of the heroes in the hall began to murmur amongst themselves.
Ximen Song stood on the stage and heard the voice, his face turned cold, while a few elders and altars all surrounded him. Ximen Song thought for a bit, raised his hand, stopped the person beside him, and said slowly: ”Sure.”
Everyone turned their heads and saw a few people leisurely walking in through the door. The one in front was a woman, around forty years old, wearing a black trench coat over a black dress, her hair wrapped in a black cloth. Beside her was a girl, also wearing a black robe. Behind them walked four middle-aged men. Each of them had their hands behind their back as they walked over, not even sparing a glance at the crowd.
When everyone saw this person walk in from the door, they directly walked to the side of the stage in front. The woman in the front coldly spoke: ”Ximen Song, we have come to present your fiftieth birthday.”
Hearing her words, Ximen Song raised his hand, put it behind his back, and snorted: ”Thank you.”
The lady nodded her head, and a man walked onto the stage from behind her with a tray in his hand. The tray was covered with a black cloth, and he could not see what was inside it.
When the two walked together, the man from Syracuse did not hand over the gift. Instead, he took off the black cloth on her plate.
When the heroes saw it, they burst into an uproar. So the thing on the plate was a rooster lying down, and they didn't know if it was dead or alive, but the disciples of the tilapia were even more surprised and angry, because the big flag of the tilapia was actually filled with a majestic golden light.
Seeing that, Ximen Song was furious, and snorted: ”He Ruoyi, what do you mean?”
He Ruoyi did not speak, she raised her right hand and flicked her finger, pointing at the rooster on the plate in the middle of the wind, causing it to fall off the plate with a ”ga” sound. After flapping for a few times, the rooster could no longer move, and the man holding the plate picked up another thread and opened it. He Ruoyi turned her head, and spoke to the rest of the group: ”Everyone, in three months, my Syracuse and the Eastern tilapia will be competing against the wudding religion.
When the heroes saw that the Syracuse was openly provoking Ximen Song at his 50th birthday banquet, Hong! All of them started discussing spiritedly. When Ximen Song saw this, he did not get angry, but started laughing instead: ”Good, good, good! He Ruoyi, since you have come to challenge me, I will naturally accompany you to the end.
He Ruoyi also chuckled, ”It's simple. When the time comes, we will send three people from each side to compete.
Ximen Song thought: In the competition of martial arts, experts are as common as the clouds, even if He Ruoyi is relying on the power of the The doors on the, as long as she makes her move, how can she be afraid of them? Just as she was about to agree, she suddenly heard a thin voice chuckle: ”High Priestess of the Ximen Clan's birthday, I'm also here to give you a congratulatory gift.”
The voice sounded unhurried, but there was no sign of him. No one knew where he was. Ximen Song's was even angrier, and thought: On my birthday, even a noob would come and cause trouble, does that mean he does not know of my methods?
Ximen Song shouted: ”Who are you? Why do you need to hide? ”