Chapter 90: The Gathering of the Four Kingdoms

The Shikoku Gathering, which is held every four years, is held by the Shikoku in turn, and this year it is the turn of the White Tiger.

Although each event is a huge consumption of manpower, material and financial resources, it is also a time to show their national prestige to the other three countries.

And this year's four-nation gathering is a little different.

Because there is one more important person this year, that is the Blood Rakshasa Immortal.

Just like the master of this country, before the banquet began, the Blood Rakshasa sat on the throne with the White Tiger Monarch and waited for the arrival of the other three monarchs.

In this way, it is the posture of the Blood Rakshasa and the White Tiger Monarch on an equal footing.

"I'm afraid this is a little inappropriate, this immortal seems to be a bit noisy."

Blood Rakshasa looked at the seat arranged by the White Tiger Monarch and said.

"The immortal is too humble, you should have sat on this throne."

The White Tiger Emperor hurriedly said.

Blood Rakshasa smiled slightly.

If others don't know, how can she not know in her heart.

This arrangement is respectful to her.

But in the eyes of the monarchs of the other three kingdoms, it shows that she already belongs to the White Tiger, and she is in the same breath as the White Tiger monarch.

"That's it, that's it, add a curtain in front of Ben Shangxian!"

Blood Rakshasa said.

The White Tiger Monarch naturally did not have any objections to the Blood Rakshasa request, and hurriedly ordered someone to do it.

"The Xuanwu Monarch has arrived!"

With a shout from the chief eunuch of the White Tiger, Emperor Xuanwu led a mighty group of people in.

Naturally, the leader was Emperor Xuanwu, followed by the crown prince and the king of Jin.

On such an important occasion, Luo Yueshan, the kraft candy that had been sticking to King Jin, also came.

It's not that the gathering of the four countries is not impossible to bring women.

It's just that the person you bring must be someone who is very important to you.

Luo Yueshan's move was to keep an eye on the King of Jin and prevent him from flirting with Luo Yueqiong, and secondly, to tell everyone that she was the future Princess of Jin.

Behind them, there was even a figure of a white-clothed Shengxue.

At the sight of the man, the Blood Rakshasa was so angry that his teeth itched.

Okay, aren't you wandering?

How did the Shikoku Gathering know that it was back?

Although he put on that mask again to cover the spiritual power fluctuations on his body, the Blood Rakshasa still did not forget that the spiritual power fluctuations on his body were the same as those of the White Tiger National Master.

couldn't help but glared at the White Tiger National Master next to him.

The White Tiger National Master touched his nose, as if he was very helpless about the Blood Rakshasa General's anger towards the Xuanwu National Master.

Except for the Xuanwu National Master, as soon as the rest of the people came in, their eyes focused on the curtain of the main hall seat.

Even through the curtain, the Blood Rakshasa could feel the gaze of everyone.

Although they could not see who was sitting behind the curtain, they knew in their hearts who it was.

Except for the Blood Rakshasa who caused an uproar on the entire continent, who else could be on an equal footing with the emperor?

There is an extra curtain on the main hall, and anyone will be curious to take a look, which is human nature.

But the Xuanwu National Master didn't raise his head, which made the Blood Rakshasa feel a little strange.

Looking closely, I feel that there is something different about him than usual.

But what was wrong, she couldn't say.

It's as if ...... It was like a puppet that had lost its soul, following the emperor in a daze.

The White Tiger Monarch beside him had already stood up to greet him.

The Blood Rakshasa sat still, just a human emperor, and couldn't stand her getting up to greet her.

Such an arrogant attitude makes people determine the person behind the curtain.