Volume 2 Chapter 13

After everyone was seated, with a burst of high and solemn music, the chamberlain sang loudly in his unique tone: "The emperor and the queen have arrived!"

"The ministers (sons) greet the emperor and the queen, long live my emperor, long live long live, long live the mother, long live the mother, long live, thousand years old." The emperor and queen were each dressed in bright yellow costumes, and they appeared in everyone's sight under the guidance of two columns of glamorous palace maids, and the two looked free and smiling.

Wang Rui and the three of them also got up to salute, but they didn't have to be as humble as the surrounding ministers and royal families, they just greeted them simply.

As the emperor and queen sat in the most honorable position above, it was announced that tonight's banquet had officially begun.

The well-choreographed beauty dance, the melodious and melodious singing, the delicacies full of delicacies, and the intertwined celebrities and gentlemen...... All the prosperity in front of them, the worldly prosperity made Wang Rui and the three of them have an illusion for a while, as if they were not in the world.

In the middle of the wine, the moon is in the middle of the sky, the emperor and queen begin to toast all the way down, the ministers of civil and military affairs get up one after another, and the relatives of the royal family are even more eagerly awaited.

The long case of Wang Rui and the three of them was spliced together, in the most noble hall. The supporters of the Empress were all sitting facing each other in distinct distinction, and opposite them were several monks from the Ghost Mother Sect.

The man at the head was bare-headed with half of his head, but on the other side he had long hair and braids, his appearance was a little cold and neutral, and his lips were a little black.

Intuition told Wang Rui that the man in front of him should be the assassin who attacked him some time ago, although the other party deliberately changed his breath.

There were seven people sitting next to this person's left hand, and they did not wear uniform clothes like Wang Rui's side, but had various styles and colors. Some are knightly robes, some are scribe robes, some are Taoist robes, monk robes, and there are really various professions.

When the Son of Heaven and the Queen came to Wang Rui's table to toast, Wang Rui obviously noticed that the eight people on the opposite side were secretly looking at them secretly.

"Wang Zhenren and two Chen Zhenren, thank you to the three Yongshu who came from thousands of miles to protect me, I am grateful." The Son of Heaven said politely.

The queen on the side also raised her wine glass and said, "Yongshu grew up hard, always depressed, and the curse on her body made the queen even more pity. I wonder how many real people can find a way to lift the curse and give me peace of mind?"

The Son of Heaven's face was a little gloomy, and the atmosphere in the hall became solemn, and even the music was much quieter. Although the others were still drinking and having fun, it was clearly like a show.

Chen Fuzhi and Chen Qi stayed in the palace for very little time, and they were not good at talking, so they all looked at Wang Rui.

Wang Rui raised his glass and said: "It is the blessing of the princess that Niangniang pities the princess, and the curse is nonsense.

These words made the queen's face extremely ugly, but it made the Son of Heaven have a happy face, and took the initiative to drink the wine, Wang Rui also drank it immediately, and the queen could only drink poisonous wine, her eyes were cold and her lips were touched.

"I don't agree with what Daoist friends said, as soon as the curse is said to be one of the methods, how can it be nonsense? Could it be that the disciples of the Xutian Sect are so irresponsible?" The man with the yin and yang head stood up and took the initiative to pick up the wine glass and stepped forward.

His words suddenly made the queen's embarrassed look disappear a lot, but it made the Son of Heaven very displeased.

"Oh, is it possible that the whole Ghost Mother Sect likes to preach in vain, ignoring the secular rules of the Immortal Sect, and not paying attention to their own etiquette?" Wang Rui asked with a sneer, which made the man's face turn red suddenly.

Seven of his companions immediately stood up and scolded.

"It's not your turn to judge the Ghost Mother Sect."

"The kid is presumptuous, dare to insult my sect?"

"The Xutian Sect is a fart, do you really think you are a top-level sect?"

With the outbreak of conflict, the Son of Heaven couldn't help it, and finally spoke, "Don't the few immortal masters care about the face of the immortal sect?"

"Hahaha...... You can't wait for ordinary people, and I hope that Your Majesty will keep to himself and don't interfere in the affairs of the Xianmen." The yin-yang-headed man said disdainfully, which made the ministers of civil and military affairs present feel angry, no matter how well the Son of Heaven is cultivated, he is also angry at this time, and his body is a little trembling, obviously in extreme anger.

The queen was relieved at this time, and she still pretended to persuade on the side: "Your Majesty, don't be angry, the grievances between the immortal sects have nothing to do with us mortals, let's let them solve it themselves."

"The queen really knows the general situation, I admire it." After speaking, he ignored her, threw the wine glass directly, turned around indifferently, and walked out of the main hall.

The queen's eyes were awe-inspiring, but she didn't dare to launch a mutiny, accompanied by several henchmen, she also left the main hall, and the core of tonight was the contest between the monks of the Ghost Mother Sect and the Xutian Sect.

Some royal worshippers have already had murderous eyes in their eyes, so they are waiting for the Son of Heaven to give an order. Although they knew that it was almost impossible for mortals to challenge these Qi Refiners, they could not be killed. However, the monks of the Ghost Mother Sect simply ignored these royal offerings, although these people were very skilled, and a few of them were close to the Qi Refiners, but they were still regarded as ants.

The other guests hurriedly evacuated the main hall, but they didn't expect that today's banquet would encounter such an unbelievable thing.

At this time, the royal family, under the leadership of the chamberlain, evacuated in an orderly manner. Princess Qinglan couldn't help but look at where Wang Rui was, and finally was pulled away and disappeared into the crowd.

"Big brother, Sister Qi, it seems that some dogs on the other side are jumping off the wall in a hurry." Wang Rui's spiritual power surged, and the arc constantly skipped over the surface of his body, the neck and hands and feet of the activist.

A man with a yin and yang head, a white-haired man in a chivalrous suit, and a monk looked like they were fighting and staring at Wang Rui.

The other five people kept an eye on Chen Fuzhi and Chen Qi, the two siblings, but when Wang Rui and the three of them did not separate, but formed a simple formation, they were all stunned, and then laughed wildly.

"These three fools, do you think that you can make up for the difference in numbers with the formation of three people?" The Taoist priest in the Taoist robe shook his head and sighed, he had a whisk of dust stuck behind his back, and casually performed a protective technique on himself.

The scribe man also smiled and said, "It seems that the Xutian Sect is really not worthy of its name, and it dares to go down the mountain to experience such a thing."

"Then do them, and leave no one behind." The yin-yang-headed man sneered, and the rest of them all nodded.

I saw that the person raised his hand and conjured a gesture, standing in front of him, and a wave of thought was born, and he was about to recite a spell to Wang Rui and the three of them.

Rumble! Rumble!

Two thunderbolts fell instantly, the first one directly shattered the Daoist's protective technique, and then in the next second, the next thunderbolt penetrated his throat, killing him on the spot, and the Yuan Soul quickly disappeared.

"If you only practice qi at the sixth level, you dare to speak out and be ashamed to look for death." Wang Rui counted lightly, causing the monks of the Ghost Mother Sect to change their faces, and they didn't dare to underestimate it anymore.