Standing at the door of the room where the foreign guests were temporarily resting, Xiang Gong's face was solemn, he didn't know who would come in next and what news he would bring, and pinched his hand, which was already extremely red and swollen, Xiang Gong was covered with cold sweat.

"Stop fighting!" The little white dragon persuaded.

Xiang Gong stretched out his hand to stop the little white dragon, turned sideways, and his ears trembled, as if he heard something.

Seeing Xiang Gong's movements, Xuanzang immediately clasped his hands together and chanted Amitabha Buddha, Xiao Bailong's face was cold, but his eyes stared at Xiang Gong without blinking, his eyes were full of distress and helplessness.

This is the thirteenth time!

Suddenly, the door opened, and a person dressed as an internal official bowed down and walked up to Xiang Gong with his teeth bared and his eyes closed, and said: "Shangcha, please eat first, Your Majesty ...... him"

With a "snap", the internal official fell to the ground, covered his red and swollen cheeks, looked at Xiang Gong tremblingly, didn't dare to say a word, his face was full of grievances, and he was about to cry.

Xiang Gong stretched out his swollen hand, pointed at the internal official and said, "Your Majesty, what are you doing now?" ”

He ...... "The internal official didn't dare to speak out.

"Say!" Xiang Gong shouted angrily, making the internal official tremble.

"Shangcha, the little one is just giving orders to pass the word, you spare the little one! The little ......" the internal official said and said, he really cried, Xiang Gong was furious!

"I'm asking you, your majesty, what are you doing now?" Xiang Gong tried to make himself appear calmer.

After all, eating thirteen or fourteen bowls of closed-door soup will not be in a good mood.

Originally, seeing that the guards of the palace city were so lax, he thought that it would be easy to see King Quzhi, but when Xiang Gong saw that the room where the foreign guests were temporarily resting was crowded with the people he saw who stepped into the palace gate, everything became bad.

Wave after wave of people left here, Xiang Gong listened carefully to the conversation between them, and it seemed that there was no one, who asked to see the king, or if there was something, he wanted to go up to heaven to listen.

Everyone......

Everybody's here to make small talk!

Oh my God, what kind of country is this? Can there be a little, even a little bit of the country's appearance?

As a result, Xiang Gong kept asking to inform the Tang Dynasty of the visit, constantly asked to convey important military reports, and constantly asked to report and if he was not summoned, Qu Zhi would die in the country!

It's a pity that the internal officials replied again and again, but His Majesty was busy, Your Majesty asked to wait for a while, and Your Majesty asked to come back another day......

Is it tolerable or unbearable, Xiang Gong can only respond with one slap after another, this is the last time!

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty, he said that the dragon body is not safe, and he is asking the great master to bless him! The internal official said tremblingly, knelt down suddenly, smashed his head like garlic, and shouted in his mouth to spare his life.

"Haha...... Good! Xiang Gong was already angry, shook his hand, beckoned Xuanzang and Xiaobailong to leave, and when he came out of the door, he turned his head sideways and said, "Tell your majesty, you want to invite us again...... Hum! ”

Xiang Gong didn't say the next words, but he had already made up his mind, this time he wanted King Qu Zhi to pay the price for his contempt for his actions!

When he went out of the palace, Xiang Gong saw the beard again, and when the beard saw Xiang Gong, he showed a meaningful smile, Xiang Gong saw the fire, and didn't say a word, he walked over and raised his hand to slap him twice, and he didn't hesitate to break his hand.

Who knows, the beard actually grabbed Xiang Gong's hand, and Xiang Gong was dumbfounded.

"You ......" Xiang Gong was so stunned that he couldn't speak.

"What are you? You can't do it in Quzhi, you know? He said gloomily.

Xiang Gong's heart was shocked, and he was stunned for a moment, and his beard smiled disdainfully beside him: "Holy monk? Poor? Haha, it's all special bullshit, I don't even understand the rules of Quzhi, why are you here to swagger? ”

Xiang Gong's heart was shocked, the rules of bending? What rules?

"Even if you want to swindle, can you look a little bad, can you be professional?" The beard seems to hate iron but not steel.

Xiang Gong was shocked again, what a bad look? What does it look like?

"How dare you beat me, looking for death!" The beard suddenly roared, and when several men around him heard it, the corners of their mouths pulled out a malicious smile, clenched their fists, shook their muscles, and walked towards Xiang Gong.

Xiao Bailong stood not far away, and when he saw that Xiang Gong was indifferent, he immediately rushed over.

Xiang Gong's heart was disturbed, and his mind was full of bearded cynicism, but he didn't notice that the big hand of the beard had already been raised high, and it was about to fall on his face, complaining and revenge!

"! Move me again...... Yes! The beard suddenly screamed, stunned at his blood-spurting wrist, and the little scholar who stood beside Xiang Gong with a cold face, his face full of disbelief.

Xiang Gong was awakened by this scream, looked at the cold face of the little white dragon, and suddenly realized something, and his waist bent down instantly, his face full of frustration.

"Let's go!" The little white dragon said.

Several big men were frightened by the sudden change, and watched this little white face who dared to commit murder in front of the palace gate without even blinking his eyes, taking away the arrogant and domineering young man, but no one dared to move.

In front of the palace gate, there was suddenly a little more murderous atmosphere, Xiang Gong's back was a little rickety, Xuanzang didn't know what Xiang Gong was thinking, just followed and walked, the little white dragon was full of worry, and called the white dragon horse.

The three of them ran away in vain, and they were so happy that they left Quzhi Wangcheng in despair.

On the way back, Xiang Gong didn't speak, and the little white dragon who rode the white dragon horse with him kept hugging Xiang Gong tightly, and the white dragon horse seemed to be in a state of Xiang Gong's depressed spirit, walking very slowly, and not running wildly.

"You speak!" The little white dragon said tentatively.

"......" Xiang Gong was silent.

"What's wrong?" The little white dragon asked stubbornly.

"......" Xiang Gong was silent.

Outside the city of Quzhi Wang, there is not even a passer-by, it is all empty sand, the north wind is howling, blowing yellow sand is diffuse, three people and two horses, looking a little lonely in the wind and sand.

Xiang Gong felt a little aggrieved in his heart, he didn't know the rules of Qu Zhi, and he didn't even know what the errand should look like, he just wanted to be able to fish in troubled waters, and in the name of the envoy of the Tang Emperor, he mixed a bowl of rice.

He may not understand the words of the beard for a while, but the look in Xiang Gong's eyes when he speaks, Xiang Gong will never forget, it is a kind of contempt, a kind of contempt from above.

Obviously, two slaps shocked him, why was he still despised by him?

When Xiang Gong raised his hand to teach this short-sighted thing a lesson with two more slaps, the beard grabbed his wrist, Xiang Gong wanted to struggle, but found that he was so powerless.

In connection with the beard, Xiang Gong realized that he was a swaggering and deceitful actor, and if his true face was exposed, there was no longer a little deterrent.

"Master Xiang Gong, in fact, we are just passing by, going to their official mansion to hand in the customs clearance documents, and then someone will present it to His Majesty King Quzhi, as long as we use the national seal of Quzhi, we can travel unimpeded."

Xuanzang suddenly chattered, and finally looked at Xiang Gong, who was full of loss, and said: "We don't have to pretend to be envoys of the Tang Dynasty, and we don't have to meet the king, that's meaningless!" ”

Xuanzang's voice was very soft, and his speech was very calm, without complaining or hysteria, but in Xiang Gong's heart, it was like a morning bell and a dusk drum, deafening.

Xiang Gong suddenly sobered up!