Gu Qingqiu was drinking while observing the guests.

The two rows on the right, that is, the guests on the side of our side, were all wearing strange costumes, and some people even looked obviously from foreign tribes, so there is a high probability that they were all envoys from foreign countries.

Gu Qingqiu looked back and took a look.

Why did those eunuchs arrange themselves here?

Is it because there are obvious foreigners like Dudek and Kurita Kyuki in their team?

"Little Loach, our position is wrong, right?"

Xia Hongyao also discovered this problem and murmured in a low voice: "We are people from Jiuzhou who are well-off. We should sit opposite us, right?"

Those on the other side should be the king's favorite ministers, so they are qualified to participate in this long-winning night banquet.

"There's no way, you can't ask to change seats, right?"

Gu Qingqiu sighed, it is definitely better to have less things than to have more things at this time.

She guessed that it was probably because of her own clothes that the eunuchs regarded as foreigners in foreign countries.

After drinking a few sips of wine, listening to the song for a while, his eyes turned to Lin Baici and others.

He was tired of playing with those guests before, and now he has new toys, so of course he has to play with them!

However, as the lord of a country, the king cannot be too arrogant and rude, and directly let others play clowns.

After all, these foreigners are still very respectful until now. If they spread it, I will neglect them, which will reduce my reputation as a great country.

"My Great Qin established the country with martial arts. If there is a banquet, how can we not have a sword?"

The king laughed loudly, glanced at the audience with his eyes wide open, then took off his sword and slapped it on the table: "Who is willing to dance a sword for me?"

"Those who satisfy me..."

"Sword appreciation!"

"Reward ten thousand golds!"

Wow!

There was some commotion in the whole audience.

"Here is here! Here!"

Xia Hongyao licked his lips and muttered to Gu Qingqiu in a low voice: "This is another contamination of rules, right?"

"Can you keep quiet?"

On the table next to him, Kurita Jung roared, his face full of dissatisfaction.

He was worried that Xia Hongyao's many small actions would make the king notice them and then start to make things difficult for him.

Xia Hongyao did not shut up, but instead joked with Ritsuki: "Aren't you the Japanese Sword Saint?"

"You should be very good at sword dancing, right?"

"It's up to you!"

When Kurita Jun heard this, he wanted to scold her.

Baga Road!

Do you want me to die?

"We are eager to dance swords for the king, but we have already performed our skills. I believe the king is tired of seeing it!"

A man wearing a golden crown spoke.

Lin Baici looked over and saw that the man was at least 1.9 meters tall, with a jade face, tall hands and feet, and a purple robe. He was of noble temperament. He was definitely a handsome man.

"It's better to let these new foreigners perform their skills for the king!"

Jin Guannan looked at Lin Baici and smiled: "The king gave a great reward, you should seize the opportunity!"

"Catch your mother!"

If the group hadn't been worried about being punished by the king, they would have started scolding him.

The king nodded slightly and was very satisfied. It was much better to say it by someone else than to say it himself.

"What are you hesitating?"

Jin Guannan pretended to be surprised: "Don't you want to?"

Although this sentence is just a simple and rhetorical question, because it involves His Majesty the Emperor, even if Lin Baici and others answer a second later, it would be a deception to the emperor.

If you want, why hesitate?

"We are willing!"

Wang Helin spoke.

"So please?"

The golden crown man smiled.

The members of the temporary team watched each other and finally their eyes fell on Kurita Jung.

This person with the title of Sword Saint must be outstanding in swordsmanship.

"Baga!"

Kurita Jun vomited blood in anger. What do you think of me?

He lowered his head and wanted to pretend to be dead.

"Kun Rikita, come on!"

Xia Hongyao encouraged: "What are you afraid of when you are a dragon?"

"Am I afraid?"

Rikita Jun was speechless. He was willing to go out when he was time to fight, but the problem was that now, facing the pollution of gods, you have to arrange a few cannon fodder to explore the way, right?

Let me go to the first game,

Do you trust me?

Or do you want me to die soon?

"Hurry up, don't let the king wait for a long time!"

"Boss Sword Saint, I'm here to see you!"

"come on!"

Come on, everyone encourage.

"Well, it seems that this warrior has gained everyone's trust!"

Jin Guannan followed everyone's eyes and saw Kurita Xun: "Please come on stage and dance the sword for the king!"

"Sword Dance!"

"Sword Dance!"

"Sword Dance!"

After packing up the body, the golden armored guards standing on both sides of the hall began to roar.

"I can't!"

In the face of life and death, Ririta Xun didn't have any face anymore and refused directly and recommended Lin Baici: "This is our young hero in Kyushu!"

"Damn, you can say this?"

Xia Hongyao was shocked.

I don't want any face anymore, right?

Jin Guannan and the king glanced at Lin Baici.

They are not blind, and this man is obviously the core figure of this envoy, so he will naturally stay for the end, otherwise he will be killed in one go. What else is the point?

"Lao Li, stop delaying, otherwise everyone will be in trouble with you!"

Summer Red Medicine urged.

"My surname is Rikita"

Rikita's face looked ugly, and he knew that he might not be able to escape this level.

"snort!"

Jin Guannan snorted coldly: "Dragging and dragging, not like a man!"

The king looked at Ririta Xun and asked with a smile: "Do you have any objections to me?"

"No!"

Kurita Jun felt that this word was not expressive enough, so he quickly added: "The people of the grass dare not!"

“Bold!”
To be continued...