At this time, the officials worshipped, the city was boiling, and the shouting voice startled the sky, and the nine clouds were straight.

Di Ping looks calm, but at this time, he also feels a sense of pride. This is the empire he created by himself. Up to now, there is a trace of strong clan atmosphere. In the future, the Terran will become more and more powerful and will be on the top of all the clans in the sea.

He has such confidence and strength!

All of a sudden, his mind moved, his eyes like electricity, instantly staring at the shelter city under his feet, eyes across the space and a strange white faced middle-aged man's four eyes.

Boom!

At that time, he lost all the voices in the city in his consciousness. It seemed that there were only two people in his world, and the world around him was nothing.

In the middle of the void, the middle-aged man with white face is sitting in front of the tea table, as if standing on the water, and his reflection rippling in the water. He holds a cup of tea to di Ping, and Chen Chi says softly:

"little friend, would you like to sit down and have a cup of tea?"

Di Ping's heart was surging, and his eyes were bursting with horror. A strong sense of crisis burst out of his heart. Who could pull him into the world of consciousness.

It seems that the system has no early warning, and the town demon tower has no feedback, and his spirit space in the five elements of the spirit is not even connected, as if sealed.

He wanted to contact the town demon tower, even the town demon tower did not respond, it seems that at this moment he has become an ordinary person and has been stripped of everything.

However, fortunately, in the space of consciousness, the system can still be connected, which makes the panic and uneasiness in his mind a little relaxed.

Under the pressure of shock and uneasiness in his heart, he gazed at the white faced middle-aged man and bowed his hands and saluted:

"who is the elder and why he is falling into this space?"

The white faced middle-aged man seemed to see an old friend. He picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, put it on the table opposite him, and said with a smile:

"please sit down, you've lived too long, and you've almost forgotten your name for a long time. If you have to have a name, you can call me silent!"

Di Ping's eyes shrunk slightly. He is now in the town demon tower, but he is suppressing hundreds of strong people in the alien world. Although he does not say anything, those Rongyuan realm can not stop him.

Although these fusion realms are only the lowest level of existence, they know a lot more than he knows. When more and more information is collected at any time, he knows more and more about the outer world.

There are numerous taboos and dangers to survive in Xuanyuan world. One of them is name, which is extremely important.

If you meet a person with one word, you must be careful. This is probably the existence of a very ancient race. You don't know what kind of power is standing behind him. It is likely that he has inherited the existence of countless Yuan Hui.

Some ancient people like to use single characters. Of course, some people also use a word in order to impersonate the ancient people. Whether this is true or not is unknown to him.

However, one thing he can be sure of is that this silent power is so powerful that he even blocks his demon tower and shenti battle soldiers, which is likely to be the existence above the middle level of robbery.

After di pingqi suppressed the ordeal fiercely, he had a trace of pride in his heart, vaguely felt that the robbery was no more than that. But at this time, he was like a pot of cold water, and instantly sober up. It turned out that when he met such strong men, he would not even have the chance to fight.

Di Ping pressed down the palpitation in his heart. He saluted the white faced middle-aged man respectfully:

"Di Ping has met master Mo, and I don't know what he is looking for. If I can help you, please do as you please!"

Mo looked at di Ping gently and said:

"why, can't Diwang like my tea? Although the tea is the king of dispelling the heat, it is not the spirit of the people to drink tea

Di Ping gazed at the old man and felt a slight shock in his heart. It seems that the old man came to Earth Star not for a day or two. He also knew about the big bowl of tea.

With a smile, he sat down on the opposite side of Mo, and said:

"it seems that the elder understands our tea culture. However, as the elder said, it is not the master's way to quench thirst and dissipate summer heat!"

With that, he reached out his hand and took up the tea bowl in front of him, blowing away the foam on the surface of the water, and drank it all at once. The tea was too urgent to overflow along the corner of his mouth. Di Ping wiped the water mark on the corner of his mouth, laid down the tea bowl heavily, and gave a long, relaxed breath:

"have a good time!"

The white faced middle-aged man looked at di Ping with a teabowl in his hand. It seemed that he was surprised by his rough drinking of tea. Then he showed a wry smile on his face and said:

"it seems that I still haven't learned the essence of culture. Tea is to quench thirst, not to taste!"

He even learned from di Ping to drink all the tea, then wiped his mouth, put down the tea bowl heavily, and then took a long breath of relief, with a trace of satisfaction and happiness in his expression.

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