Chapter Eighty-Seven: The King Invites

The carriage had been gone all night, and Begonia had fallen asleep unconsciously. Although you are a national teacher, this carriage is not luxurious.

The carriage is not too spacious, nor is it very comfortable.

So the three of them were crammed into this carriage, and there was no way to sleep well, and the begonia curled up like a small shrimp.

The Blood Rakshasa and the National Teacher closed their eyes for a night, but they were still in good spirits.

When the sky was bright, I finally entered the imperial capital.

The carriage of the national teacher drove directly into the palace.

The national teacher brought outsiders back, so naturally he couldn't escape the emperor's eyes and ears.

Almost as soon as the national teacher entered the palace on the front foot, the person invited by the emperor on the back foot had already come.

"I heard that the Blood Rakshasa Immortal is coming to my country, and His Majesty the Emperor has set up a special banquet and invited the Immortal to the banquet."

The chief eunuch beside the White Tiger Emperor came to the National Teacher's Hall and invited the Blood Rakshasa to the palace.

"It's a feast again."

The Blood Rakshasa raised his eyebrows helplessly.

The chief eunuch anxiously waited for the Blood Rakshasa to answer, and hearing the Blood Rakshasa breath made him a little uneasy.

But don't fail to complete the task assigned by Your Majesty!

"If he goes, I'll go."

The Blood Rakshasa stretched out his hand and pointed at the White Tiger National Teacher.

The chief eunuch immediately turned his attention to the national teacher for help.

After receiving that look, the White Tiger National Master had no choice but to sit up, glanced at the Blood Rakshasa and said, "I'll go." ”

The Blood Rakshasa was really staring at him, and he didn't relax for a moment.

After receiving an affirmative answer, the chief eunuch breathed a sigh of relief and led the way.

On the way to the banquet, the White Tiger National Master said to the Blood Rakshasa: "Why should the upper immortals be so strict with the lower ones. Now the immortals live in the palace, and the gathering of the four kingdoms will also be held in this palace, and what should be seen will definitely be seen. ”

But the Blood Rakshasa pretended not to hear, turned a deaf ear, and walked forward on his own.

The White Tiger National Master had no choice but to sigh secretly, shake his head, and follow forward.

When he came to the Changle Hall where the banquet was held, the White Tiger Monarch was already waiting there.

When he saw the Blood Rakshasa walking in from the entrance of the temple, he immediately got up and walked towards the Blood Rakshasa .

"The arrival of the immortals is really far away. Thank you to the immortals for coming to the banquet I set up. ”

Such a humble greeting, such a thoughtful courtesy, but it made the Blood Rakshasa a little surprised.

After all, these kings of a country are always a little arrogant in their bones, even if they respect her as an immortal, it is because they can't win by force.

This can be seen from the Emperor of Xuanwu Kingdom.

Even when Li Shenghan, the head of the Li family, was in a hurry, he dared to ignore her identity, let alone a king of a country?

Surprised, the Blood Rakshasa couldn't help but look at the White Tiger Monarch more closely.

At the age of more than thirty, he is much younger than the Xuanwu monarch.

The square face of the Chinese character looks very majestic, but it is a smiling face, which can't help but make people ignore the majesty and feel a kind of cordiality.

"You monarchs, have you always been like this?"

Lowering his voice, the Blood Rakshasa asked the national teacher beside him.

"Yes, Your Majesty is always polite and virtuous, and treats people kindly."

National Teacher's Road.

There was no problem with the national teacher's answer, but the Blood Rakshasa felt that the words were so deliberately described, as if they contained other things.

Blood Rakshasa smiled slightly, already having a plan in his heart.

This White Tiger Monarch is not simple!

But if this monarch is full of scheming, then the Blood Rakshasa who has lived for so many years is even more difficult.

She couldn't see what she was thinking at all, and she greeted the monarch of the White Tiger Country with a smiling face.