Villain: The hostess collapsed after killing the woman to preach

As soon as the man in Tsing Yi said a word, the scene fell silent instantly.

Those people who had been feasting and pushing cups and changing cups stopped what they were doing, and all eyes were on the man in Tsing Yi for a moment, sizing him up carefully.

Undoubtedly, everyone was attracted by the name in his mouth.

You must know that in the Tianyan Continent, the name Ning Jie is well known, after all, he is so famous!

Defeating the Buddhist sects of the Western Regions, becoming the leader of this year's World Contest of Martial Arts, being the direct disciple of Qiu Yuebai, the world-renowned Jiujian Immortal, and becoming the first male saint in the history of the Miaoyin Sect, all of these demonstrate his strength. extraordinary.

Not only that, but the outside world also spread that he is a suave prodigal son, surrounded by many beauties, and each of them is the most beautiful in the world, which naturally makes many men envy and hate!

At this moment, the man in Tsing Yi called himself Ning Jie, which naturally surprised everyone.

But after a short period of silence, many people at the scene still maintained a skeptical attitude towards this, questioning one after another:

"What are you bragging about, young man? Even if you are still the Holy Son of the Miaoyin Sect, you just look like a dog. You don't even see if you are qualified enough to pretend to be someone else!"

"That's right, what is the identity of the Holy Son of Miaoyinzong? When he travels, the Holy Son of Miaoyinzong must be followed by many guardians. How could it be like this?"

"Boy, you said that you are Ning Jie, the holy son of Miaoyin Sect, can you prove it?"

"That's right, proof! I'm afraid it's just bragging."

Everyone was discussing in a hurry, some questioned and some laughed.

Amidst the noisy voice, the man in Tsing Yi seemed to be rushed by these words, and his face turned red for a moment. In his panic, a faint white light suddenly radiated around his body.

This light is a bit soft, but it gives people a very mysterious feeling.

Seeing this scene, those people who were still discussing at once were shocked at the moment, and were speechless for a while.

Almost all the people present were ordinary people. Even if there were a few cultivators who had a foundation in martial arts, they were still in the realm of Qi training. Facing the white light with such a mysterious aura, they couldn't distinguish it for a while, and they all stared. Eye.

When Ning Jie saw the white light, he only narrowed his eyes slightly.

Others couldn't understand the white light, but how could Ning Jie not see it, he was very familiar with this breath, it was the breath of the original fragment of luck.

Obviously, the man in Tsing Yi downstairs also got a fragment of the source of luck by accident, but he still doesn't know how to use the power of the original fragment of luck, the only thing he can show is the light.

After the man in Tsing Yi saw that everyone was stunned by the white light emanating from his body, he naturally said with more confidence:

"Keep your eyes open!"

Now, many people feel even more uncertain, discussing in private:

"He can't really be Ning Jie?"

"I think it's possible."

The unsteady Qi-refining monks knelt on the ground and kowtowed:

"Congratulations, Lord Son!"

They are all low-level cultivators. Seeing this fake Ning Jie now, they naturally want to hug their thighs, hoping to be appreciated by the Holy Son.

Seeing that these monks are determined, the ordinary people drifted with the tide.

"It turns out that he is really the Holy Son of the Miaoyin Sect. No wonder he looks so imposing. He is truly a hero among men, a leader among the younger generation!"

Everyone's attitude was quite different from before, and they tried their best to flatter them.

The man in Tsing Yi seemed to enjoy everyone's flattery, squinting slightly, with a faint smile on his mouth, pretending to be a superior.

But seeing this scene, Lao Liu was not happy.

As Ning Jie's subordinate, how could he endure others pretending to be his master's name? He rolled his sleeves and prepared to go downstairs to teach that fake person a lesson.

But before he could take a step, he was stopped by Ning Jie, and said lightly:

"Wait and see what he wants."

Although the sixth child was unwilling, he had no choice but to retreat.

The voices of flattery and flattery from downstairs were endless, and it took the man in Tsing Yi full of praise to touch a stick of incense before gradually stopping.

At this time, the man in Tsing Yi looked around at everyone, and then pretended to be mysterious and said:

"Everyone, the Holy Son of Japan has appeared today, and he has something important to tell everyone!"

People are puzzled.

"I don't know what is the big event that the Holy Son is referring to?"

The man in Tsing Yi took a deep breath and said with some seriousness:

"I found the location of the ancient kingdom of Rakshasa!"