Chapter 127: : Banquet invitation

Zhao Min was surprised, because she was surprised why these people kneel down. In fact, although she has some information about Middle-earth, many Xin Mi still don't understand it. Naturally, they don't understand as well as those who really grew up in Middle-earth.
As for Silent, it is Silent Jiang Ning's acting skills, surname Dao?
She really doesn't know Jiang Ning's surname. If she doesn't know someone, she really believes it, but Jiang Ning dare not say that she really knows the roots, but she still knows some details of Jiang Ning.
If Jiang Ning is really a big man, he still needs to protect Mingjiao? Who dares to provoke him?
Of course, no one in Donghuang can provoke him, but she also knows that Jiang Ning must be talking nonsense.
But this is resourcefulness.
"Haha, are you still afraid? I thought that the thousand-year saints could run wild without hindrance?"
Jiang Ning sneered, mocking the group of people.
"Please Daozi calm down, I don't know Taishan."
Dongfang Qihao hurriedly said, trembling.
"I'll remember from now on. After all, this is the Eastern Desolation, not Middle-Earth. You are domineering in the Middle-Earth. It is your own business. When you arrive in the Eastern Desolation, you should abide by the rules and think carefully about your goals. It’s still important to be domineering and domineering here."
Jiang Ning taught them severely.
"Yes! I wait to know, I wait to know." Dongfang Qihao hurriedly said, and he was relieved. Hearing this, he already knew that Jiang Ning planned to let them go.
Dongfang Qihao was going crazy!
Immortal saints, heavenly saints, what concept is this? A single finger can crush the existence of their Eastern saints thousands of times. If it’s not for the immortal saints, they don’t usually show up, otherwise, where would they be?
The reason why they are so afraid of the saints is very simple. To give the simplest example, eight years ago, there was a 10,000-year saint with a strong background and a giant of Middle-earth.
When the power reaches its peak, anyone who sees it has to bow their heads.
But it was because the patriarch of this saint had done something wrong, that was, comparing himself to the immortal saint, and even openly ridiculed the saint and was arrogant.
But the result is very simple. In just one night, hundreds of thousands of direct disciples and collateral disciples of this saint race, as long as they are contaminated with some relationships, all will be killed, and no one can escape.
It was a sensation at the time, and even now, Shengguang has spread. This is the first time that the Immortal Saints have taken action and crushed everything.
Therefore, no one dared to provoke the immortal saints anymore, even in terms of words, they maintained respect, respect, and did not dare to be disrespectful.
Otherwise it will be a catastrophic disaster, affecting the fate of a family, life and death!
This is why Dongfang Qihao knelt down on one knee after hearing Jiang Ning’s surname. He didn’t know before. If he was disrespectful, there would still be a trace of life. But after knowing the other’s surname, he dared to disrespect the other’s identity. ?
Must die!
The entire Eastern Saint Clan will be uprooted, without a word of nonsense, and there will be no one who feels sad for them and pity them.
"I see, don't you get out?"
Jiang Ning spoke coldly, with sharp eyes.
"Yes, yes, yes, Daozi calms down his anger."
Dongfang Qihao didn't have any nonsense, he got up and left on the spot, and ran away with all his head in disarray.
After they left, Jiang Ning sat alone next to Zhao Min, used his inner strength to generate a sound wave, and said, "Keeping my identity will only benefit us and not hurt us in the silver sea."
He is admonishing Zhao Min not to expose his false identity. He believes that with Zhao Min's intelligence, he must know that he is lying to those people.
"Yep."
Zhao Min replied softly, and there was a little gratification in her heart, and she said triumphantly: "I have a handle in my hands."
This is a very critical handle, which can influence Jiang Ning's decision, and even change his own destiny in times of crisis. Of course, it must be at the right time and place.
Jiang Ning saw through Zhao Min’s thoughts at a glance, and couldn’t help but chuckle:
If you use this as a handle, a hole card, I advise you to withdraw this idea. Even if someone exposes me, with my strength, they Still convinced, think about what kind of world this is."
Jiang Ning is very confident!
If Zhao Min really dares to talk nonsense, Jiang Ning can guarantee that Zhao Min will suffer a big loss, and others will still believe that he is a Taoist son.
Because of strength, this world advocates force. An ordinary person without any strength can say that he is a Taoist. Even if it is true, no one will believe it. A strong person, but a grassroots, says that he is a Taoist. 100 believe.
Just like clothes, people who are brightly dressed are the uncle when they come to the inn. No matter whether they have money or not, people who wear them in tatters will think you stole it.
A very simple concept.
After Zhao Min heard this, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but this expression flashed past.
He smiled and said: "How could I do such a thing, rest assured, rest assured."
"Ha ha."
Jiang Ning chuckled lightly.
After eating and drinking enough, the two went straight to find a room to rest.
Two hours later.
Dongfang Qihao came again, this time alone, more respectful than before, and brought an invitation: "Master Daozi, Elder Tianyu wants to invite you to worship the moon tower and wants to apologize in person."
"Waiyuelou? Today?" Jiang Ning asked.
"Yes! Master Daozi."
Dongfang Qihao didn't even dare to speak louder than Jiangning, showing the fear of the immortal saints of the Middle-earth saints.
"If I want to go, I will go naturally."
Jiang Ning did not agree or refuse, but just said such a word.
"Understood, Master Daozi is so restful, I will withdraw first."
Dongfang Qihao said, and then left here under Jiang Ning's gesture.
"Worship the Moon Tower?"
Jiang Ning touched his chin, hesitating in his eyes.