Chapter Twenty-Three: The Emperor's Banquet

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After learning about the relevant secrets, Zihong felt a lot more at ease, and she didn't say much, respectfully followed behind the two princes, followed with a fart, and walked forward slowly. Finally walked to a red carpet corridor in front of the hall, and walked straight ahead.

Zihong's heart was still unstable to follow, and when she walked for more than ten minutes, she didn't know how many bends she had turned, and finally stopped in front of a gate dyed with gold lacquer, and the gate slowly opened from the inside, two maids in green clothes. Standing from behind the door, he bowed to the three people standing outside the door, and his delicate voice, with the gift of his hand, let them into the room with great courtesy.

On the rectangular jade table, all kinds of delicacies have been placed, and all kinds of fragrances have been wafting all around, encroaching on the share of the air, so that the hunger in the stomachs of the three of them has begun to buzz with protests.

In this extremely noble occasion, Zihong suddenly felt that her stomach was too embarrassing and conspicuous, but this delicacy was beyond the scope of what he knew before, and he couldn't bear it, and followed forward with a blushing face.

"Raise your head, don't shrunk and shrink, how can such a person become the climate in the future," the voice of the emperor god, which has no talent in the past, is loud, and some of them have begun to be grounded, but they still have an indescribable aura, and they are commanding Hongdao: "Just like you usually do in your own home, don't be restrained." ”

Zihong dared to raise her head and saw the middle-aged man who was as expensive as a god, dressed in a yellow dragon robe, sitting at the end of the long table, like a round of scorching sun hanging in the sky, looking down on everything in the world.

This is the legendary master of this world, the most powerful man, the Emperor God of War! Zihong felt that the other party unintentionally exuded a powerful aura, enough to easily tear himself to pieces, I am afraid that even the two strong men in front of him, I am afraid that they are enough to deal with it for a while, which shows how powerful this person is, no wonder he is called the Emperor God, as his name suggests, it is not false at all!

He thought to himself like this, and sat down on the seat below the yellow-robed prince Yingfeng. A few girls from Qingzhuang Liyi had gently walked up to him, poured wine and put chopsticks, and quickly prepared all kinds of food utensils on the table in front of the three of them.

The prince on the body laughed at him and said: "You're welcome, the emperor has already spoken, do you want to disobey the will, eat casually, be careful to invalidate your champion, haha." ”

Hearing this, Zihong quickly picked up the chopsticks in front of her, and didn't dare to see carefully what the bottom was, so she casually carried a few balls on a plate, put them on her own food plate, and ate them in a big gulp, looking at the three of them nervously, and the god line scanned back and forth, like a rabbit caught by a wolf in the hole, with a panicked expression on her face, which made people look a little ridiculous in a hurry.

The emperor shook his head, looked at the Winning Wind Prince, and said unhappily: "Don't you rely on your royal people to scare him, he is the champion, but he deserves the title, I don't have the right to take it away, otherwise the whole world will not scold me!

The half-laughing and half-true words made Zihong's heart tremble, and the food in her mouth was violently frightened into her throat, because she was not concentrating when eating, and was so frightened by the cold, she was naturally choked, and the two eyes stared at the round and wide, and the two girls quickly stepped forward, one knocked on the back, and the other poured wine into the throat.

With their skillful help, Zihong naturally swallowed the choking stuck in her throat into her stomach, coughed twice, grabbed a bag of juice beside her, and drank it like a thirsty donkey drinking water. (To be continued.) )

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