Landing in the Fantastic World

Luo Shan thought for a while and thought of the reason. He then turned to look at the other two Young Palace Lord. He said in a low voice, "Junior apprentice-nephew Lie, today is a rare opportunity. The two of us will sit beside one Young Palace Lord each. Speak with a respectful tone and try to form a good relationship with these two Young Palace Lords. "    

Fierce Son of God nodded his head. His eyes were burning with passion. If he could befriend a Young Palace Lord from the Chaotian Palace, his position in the Burning Sky Pavilion would be even higher. In the future, the position of the Burning Sky Pavilion's Pavilion Master would not be able to escape his grasp.    

Without any hesitation, the two of them immediately walked towards the two Young Palace Lords.    

In the distance, Mu Yu saw their actions and couldn't help but say, "Two idiots!"    

"Xiuyuan Young Palace Lord, I am the Deputy Pavilion Master of Burning Sky Pavilion, Luo Shan. I have admired Young Palace Lord for a long time. I wonder if you can let me sit beside you." Luo Shan revealed a gentle and brilliant smile.    

After saying this, before Xiuyuan could reply, he subconsciously sat down at the seat beside him.    

With Xiuyuan's status as a Young Palace Lord, he would definitely not reject such an occasion.    

However, just as he sat down, Xiuyuan's Young Palace Lord's cold voice sounded, "What are you talking about? Say it again."    

Luo Shan's body paused, and he did not continue to sit down. He thought that Xiuyuan's Young Palace Lord did not hear him clearly. He coughed lightly, and his voice became louder as he repeated, "Xiuyuan's Young Palace Lord, I want to sit beside you."    

His voice was very loud and clear, attracting the attention of many people around him.    

"What the f * ck? Could it be that Luo Shan's brain is damaged? He actually requested to sit beside Xiuyuan's Young Palace Lord? Isn't this courting death?"    

The surrounding people were puzzled. A mere Deputy Pavilion Master of Burning Sky Pavilion wanted to sit beside the Young Palace Lord? They really had no idea where his courage came from.    

Xiuyuan's Young Palace Lord gazed at him and finally spoke. His voice was like the voice of a dark soul, causing people to tremble with fear, "Who gave you the courage?"    

The smile on Luo Shan's face instantly froze, and his facial expression became incomparably stiff.    

Something was not right! Why was this result completely different from what he had imagined?    

At this time, shouldn't your Young Palace Lord show the side of being close to the people?    

"Rumble..."    

Before he could recover his senses, everything in front of him was pitch black. Immediately after, a sharp pain came from his eyes, and he flew out of the hall uncontrollably.    

A cold voice came from beside his ear, "If you dare to offend me again, die!"    

At the same time, Fierce Son of God, who was on the other side, also received the same treatment. No, he was even more miserable than Luo Shan.    

Both his hands and legs were crippled by the Young Palace Lord that was filled with killing intent. Like a little chicken, he was thrown out of the hall.    

The two of them lay on the ground outside the main hall, crying out loudly. Regret and regret were lingering on their faces.    

They really had no idea why their brains were so messed up, doing such a stupid thing.    

"Dragon Palace Lord has arrived!"    

A loud and clear voice sounded outside the hall. Everyone in the hall stood up respectfully and cast their gazes towards the entrance of the hall.    

A tall and handsome man slowly walked in. This was the first time Mu Yu had seen Loong Yaotian.    

He wore a golden jade crown on his head and a bright yellow robe with nine golden dragons embroidered on it. His clothes fluttered in the air without any wind. His face carried the dignity of a god, and his eyes were indifferent and emotionless.    

Everyone only took a glance at him before they felt a strong dizziness in their heads. Loong Yaotian's cultivation base was like the ocean, and it was unfathomable.