Chapter 305 Song Qifeng: I'll Sit at the Table with the Kids

Temple of Nothingness!

It is by far the most mysterious force in the entire Nine Realms world.

No one knows its origin at all, even if they want to, they can't find it.

He was born not long ago, and the first thing he did was to issue the "Nine Domains Lingyun Record" to rank the young geniuses.

In order to make the sorting accurate and fair——

The "Temple of Nothingness" dispatched a large number of 'envoys' to conduct follow-up evaluations, record the performance of all candidates, and conduct detailed comparisons.

And the scary thing is!

Among all the ‘envoys’, the lowest one is in the Fierce Sun Realm!

For the sake of a list, the "Temple of Nothingness" sent at least a thousand envoys, distributed throughout the battlefields outside the territory!

This terrifying background is just the tip of the iceberg.

It is said that a certain envoy had a conflict with the genius of the "Chaos Domain" and was killed by his elders.

Soon afterwards, the revenge of the "Temple of Nothingness" came——

Directly dispatch a God Realm team, holding heavy treasures, to force their way into the "Chaos Realm", carry out bloody suppression, and massacre thousands of people!

Since then, no force has dared to confront the 'Temple of Nothingness' head-on.

at this time--

Ying Hongyin looked at the nine figures above the green bull in the void, with fear in his eyes.

The eight followers are all in the divine realm!

And except for Zhang Wazi, who was herding cattle, the rest were all at the peak of the divine realm!

Not only that——

Even that cow is ridiculously strong!

This kind of configuration was specially designed to celebrate the ceremony for Bai Weizhou?

Not only did Ying Hongyin not understand, but everyone present found it incredible.

This is equivalent to having a banquet in the village, and an unrelated head of state directly sends people to celebrate. What is the purpose?

"Song Qifeng..."

Ying Hongyin's eyes fell on the leader of the mission, and he felt a strong sense of unreality.

An ordinary grandmaster in Daxia turned out to be the ninth envoy of the "Temple of Nothingness", and there are several peak gods under his command?

In his mind, he suddenly recalled a piece of information from the past.

It is said that Song Qifeng replaced Lu Chen and was taken away by the seventh order of the "Temple of Nothingness", and narrowly escaped death.

"It is rumored that the higher up the order of the envoy, the greater the authority. If you can win favor, the Tyrant Society will definitely be extremely jealous..."

Thinking of this, Ying Hongyin immediately made arrangements.

In the most distinguished position on the lotus table, two tables were vacated and all kinds of delicacies were placed again.

As for him, he took the initiative to greet them with the divine realms of the major aristocratic families.

"I didn't know that the Embassy of Nothingness was coming, and Daxia was far from welcome. I hope you can bear with me!"

Hovering ten meters in front of Da Qing Niu, Ying Hongyin cupped his hands and said, "You all have come a long way and are tired of traveling and traveling. Da Xia has prepared a small amount of wine and swept the couches to wait!"

Then, he made an inviting gesture toward the lotus platform.

"good!"

Song Qifeng nodded slightly and headed towards the sky below.

Behind him, Butcher Liu seemed to be talking to himself, and said strangely: "Song Luzong, why do you have this name? The name given to the envoy by the island owner is 'Bicang', but it has the same purpose..."

A group of gods followed Song Qifeng to the table.

Ying Hongyin and other powerful men from Daxia were also accompanying him, but when they reached a certain place, Song Qifeng suddenly said: "There is still a vacancy over there. We can just go over there and sit at the children's table."

The direction he was pointing to was exactly where Lu Chen was!

Previously, in order to deliberately neglect them, no senior military officials sat around Lu Chen and the other four, resulting in the five or six Eight Immortals tables being empty.

After finishing speaking.

Regardless of the expressions of Ying Hongyin and others.

He led a group of islanders and flew towards Lu Chen.

Even though they were still far away, they sent a message to Sun Qi fiercely: "If you mention those three words again, you will never leave alive today!"

If he had said this before, Sun Qi would have just taken it for fun.

But now Lao Song is surrounded by gods!

He immediately shivered with fright and secretly warned that he must control his mouth.

After the arrival of nine people and one cow.

Scattered around the table.

During the dinner, Butcher Liu rolled his eyes and raised his fingers towards Sun Qi, "Hey, that sly-looking boy, come here!"

Sun Qi was stunned for a moment. After looking left and right, he pointed at himself and asked confusedly: "Me?"

Butcher Liu nodded, "Yes, yes, come here quickly!"

So, under Song Qifeng's anxious eyes, Sun Qi went over and sat down.

As a peak god, Butcher Liu was extremely approachable and like a good brother, he directly put his arms around his neck.

At the same time, he gave the big green cow a color.

Niu Niu grinned and sat on the other side of Sun Qi. He stretched out one of his hoofs and hugged Sun Qi as well.

"Come on! Drink!"

"The wine on this table is boring! Drink from our island!"

Butcher Liu was so arrogant that he directly took out several jars of fine wine, pulled Sun Qi and started to drink it vigorously. The big green cow next to him was even more unscrupulous, bowl after bowl.

After three or four mouthfuls, Sun Qi's face turned red and his eyes began to bulge.

After seven or eight mouthfuls, he was already salivating, bragging, chatting and laughing with the two peak gods, arm-in-arms!

After more than a dozen mouthfuls, Young Master Sun of Lincang could no longer restrain his domineering attitude. He put one foot on the chair and one foot on the table, telling the story of Song Luzong.

Ups and downs, one after another!

Some of the stories are real, some are adapted, and some are eye-catching...

Butcher Liu and other islanders had strange looks in their eyes.

From time to time, he looked at Song Qifeng, whose face was ashen.

At the next table, Lu Chen and the other two had their eyes twitching, but they couldn't change anything.

In front of so many big guys, their little tricks couldn't be performed at all, let alone saving Sun Qi.

And at this time!

On the stage of the ceremony of the king's coronation ceremony——

The ten gods of the Jiang family and the leaders of the five major families... also got what they wanted and became the subordinates of King Lincang. At this moment, they also came over here and sat down at the remaining empty tables.

Driven by the atmosphere of Young Master Sun, everyone quickly let go and chatted freely.

In the future, they will all be under the command of Bai Weizhou and be regarded as colleagues. If they don't build a good relationship now, when will they?

Wait for these people to enter and sit down.

Jiang Wushuang, who was behind, came over and sat down with ten Jiang family ancestors.

Lu Chen looked around and suddenly frowned, "Where is Mr. Sun?"

Lin Xiyue heard this and pointed to a corner.

At the edge of the platform, Sun Zhenyue was standing there alone, looking at Sun Qi who was talking nonsense with a gloomy face. After noticing Lu Chen's gaze, he immediately looked over with a smile in his eyes.

"Why are you standing over there?"

Lu Chen smiled bitterly, stood up and went over to take Sun Zhenyue over.

The latter was flattered, but his heart was filled with warmth.

As for Ying Tianming...

Lu Chen thought about it, but still didn't go looking for him, so as not to cause trouble for the other party.

It was beyond his expectation that the little black dragon could be the first to come to congratulate the ceremony, and it also swept Ying Hongyin's face. If he still sat here at this time, it would be even more disadvantageous.

"There should be one last link in this ceremony of crowning the king..."

Lu Chen turned his head and looked at the winner's camp.

Sure enough.

There was a person who was watching him silently.

He was holding a spear in his hand and wiping it meticulously.

At this time, the golden cicada in his soul suddenly said: "It's still early! I sensed a strong Buddha light shining from the west."

"Not only that-"

"The Buddha has an old friend who has not yet appeared."