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!”
The eunuch standing under the throne and the golden Guannan yelled out together.
"Who gave you the courage to sit and talk to the king?"
Kurita Jun was startled and jumped up like a burning butt.
"Kun Rikita, I can't escape it anymore. Fight like a man!"
Dudek's lips moved, without making any sound, but the sound came into Kurita's ears clearly.
Kurita Jun also understood that he had no choice, so he gritted his teeth and walked out.
"Give!"
As Jin Guannan spoke, she pulled out the sword with her waistband and threw it at Kurita Hon.
Bang!
Kurita Jung caught it.
"Happy!"
As the eunuch recited for a long time, the musician group played a passionate music.
call!
Kurida Jun took a deep breath and danced with the two-foot-three-inch bronze sword as a samurai sword.
He is called the Sword Saint, not only because he can fight, but also because he has a family background. His ancestors are really a samurai.
He is the descendant of Xingang Xinyinliu of Shangquan.
Lin Baici didn't understand swordsmanship, but he still felt that Rikita Xun's sword dance was beautiful, with agile and sharp posture, and had a strong murderous aura in every move.
This is a swordsmanship demonstration that combines performance and practical combat. If you shoot it, it can be used as a lesson plan.
When Rikita Xun meticulously collected the sword, Xia Hongyao couldn't help but applaud him.
"Aren't you doing this well?"
Gao Mawei felt that the pollution was stable.
It is worthy of being my little rock. I plan for the future and leave this sword saint behind, instead of killing him with the king's hand, I have helped me a lot now.
Gu Qingqiu quickly pulled Xia Hongyao's sleeve.
What applause?
Did you see everyone applauding?
The rest of the temporary team also thought that Kurita Hung's sword dance was good and was about to applaud, but when they saw that no one clapped, they stopped quickly.
“What’s the situation?”
Xia Hongyao was puzzled: "Is the aesthetic ability of these people good?"
"It's the king!"
Gu Qingqiu was speechless, please be more careful.
Even if the King dances with flowers, who dares to applaud?
Don't die?
In this case, personal preferences are irrelevant, and you must always follow the attitude of the king.
Rikita-kun stood in the hall. He performed exceptionally this time. He looked proud and felt that he could definitely satisfy the king and steadily take over the pollution.
The newest ⊥小⊥小⊥ said⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥!
But the king's calm expression made his heart sink.
“Flamboyant!”
The king shook his head: "Dirty eyes!"
Wow!
When everyone heard this, their faces changed drastically.
It's over!
Not passed!
“…”
Kurita's fist clenched tightly, not only because of the increased pressure of death, but also because of the proud swordsmanship.
If the sixth sense hadn't told him that he could not beat the king, he would have cut off the other party's head and let the monster know how powerful he is!
"Shame and conspicuous!"
Jin Guannan snorted coldly: "You should cut off your arm!"
Kurita's heart shook violently and he looked at the king.
The king drank and didn't say anything, obviously he just made a promise.
[It doesn't take the initiative to cut off one arm. When the Jinguan man takes action, he will lose both arms. If he dares to resist, he will be killed on the spot!]
Comments from the God of Ghoul.
"If you are reluctant, I can help you!"
Jin Guannan smiled: "But once I draw my sword, I need two hands!"
"Haha! Funny!"
"What do you think he will choose?"
"It must be chosen from the one hand. I'm afraid that not only have two hands, but also have their heads to move!"
The guests were laughing and joking, waiting to see Rikita Hokage's joke.
When Kurita's face was gloomy, she racked her brains to think about ways to break the deadlock, Dudek's secret words came to his ears.
"Please choose to break your hand, at least you can save your life!"
"Don't be reckless, you will have a chance when you are alive!"
Rikita Jun pursed his lips, suddenly gritted his teeth, held the sword in his right hand, and slashed it on his left hand.
Swish!
The damp and hot blood spilled out, and a broken hand fell to the ground.
"ah!"
Hua Yueyu covered her mouth in fear.
"No, you are a dragon-level person, but you actually cut off your hands because of a strange thing... with just one sentence?"
Xia Hongyao was shocked. If it were her, she would definitely resist.
"Master, is this OK?"
Kurita's face looked ugly.
indeed!
This behavior is quite embarrassing!
The king didn't say anything, and it was the golden man, the Changxinhou who was mentioned by everyone, and he made fun of him again.
"Hey, do you hold the sword with your left hand?"
Changxinhou ridicule: "Do you understand if you cut your right hand?"
"you……"
Rikita's face suddenly turned ashen, but he just sweared to his mouth, so he still held back.
no way,
There are high sunk costs.
The left hand has been cut off. If the fight starts again, wouldn’t it be a big loss?
But soon, Kurita Jun knew that he had done the right thing to endure.
Because the king spoke.
"Okay, Changxinhou, don't make things difficult for him anymore!"
What will happen in the future if a master of swordsman loses one hand? The king really wants to see his painful expression, so he no longer forces Kurita Xun to break his right hand.
"Yes, king!"
After Changxinhou finished speaking with respect, his eyes swept towards Lin Baici and those who said: "Who will dance the sword for the king next?"
Everyone avoided the Jin Guannan's gaze and did not dare to look at him.
What's funny?
The dragon-level sword saint Rikita Jun could not satisfy the king. If he was a little Karami, wouldn’t he go up and die?
When Ririta Xun returned to his seat, he wanted to say, Lin Baici could, but he would definitely hold someone's thighs later, and he couldn't afford to offend him, so he could only follow this idea.
"Little Loach, what should I do?"
Xia Hongyao is a little anxious.
"It seems that Wang Wujian is not a simple sword dance, but a hidden condition must be met!"
Gu Qingqiu looked at the guests and quickly analyzed: "So what is it?"
"Tsk tsk, I'm starting to be silent again!"
Changxinhou shook his head and looked disgusted: "You are so embarrassing to sit here!"
Suddenly, a young man walked out.
Swish!
Everyone looked at him.
"So brave?"
Xia Hongyao was surprised.
"No, he's under control!"
Gu Qingqiu saw that the young man's face was full of fear. The next second, she turned her head and glanced at Dudek.
It must have been done by this godfather.
That's right, Dudek used his mind to control the divine grace and turned the young man into a puppet.
The young man started dancing his sword, his movements were very stiff.
The king looked at it for a few times, but he couldn't stand it anymore and waved his hand in disgust.
The eunuch put his hands in his wide cuffs and immediately shouted loudly: "Drag it down and cut it in half!"
The young man was so scared that he sweated like a slurry and wanted to ask Lin Baici for help, but because his body was controlled by Dudek, he could not speak at all.
A team of golden armored guards came over and carried a huge black guillotine.
Bang!
The guillotine hit the ground, and the blood in the pool was rippling.
The golden armored guard grabbed the young man and stuffed him into the guillotine, and then the executioner pressed down the guillotine with force.
Click!
The young man was cut off from the waist.
Lin Baici was quiet, but the other guests were cheering.
"Why are you so ugly?"
Changxin Hou raised his glass to Lin Baici and others: "Come on, come on, drink a lot!"
Lin Baici took a sip of wine.
"You have such a poor alcohol tolerance?"
Changxinhou frowned and looked at Lin Baici: "You need to drink this cup full!"
Lin Baici raised his head and drank all the bronze wine with some green wine.
"Come on, drink and give him a full meal!"
Changxin Hou seemed to be in charge, which shows that he had a good relationship with the king.
A team of palace maids with veils came out with a tray and served wine for Lin Baici and his party.
The tall palace maid walked to Lin Baici, knelt down, pinched the cuff with her left hand and held the wine pot with her right hand to add wine to Lin Baici.
Hurry!
Because of accident, the lid of the bronze wine pot fell off and some wine sprinkled on Lin Baici.
The palace maid looked panicked and quickly leaned down and wiped Lin Baici.
"fine!"
Lin Baici showed a social smile, thinking about how to purify this rule pollution. The palace maid touched him with her hand, and then Lin Baici felt something was added to her palm.
What's going on?
It seems like a piece of cloth?
"Where is this person who looks like an alien?"
Chapter completed!