President Nasiru held a cocktail ball at the Presidential Palace Ballroom.

Although the country is small and small, the country is extremely rich as a tourist attraction, the presidential banquet hall is even more splendid, the bright chandeliers are both dotted with psychedelic and sprinkled with golden luxury, waiters in black suits and black bow ties shuttle through the crowd, and on the plates, there are all kinds of delicious snacks and colorful cocktails.

President Nasiru's cocktail party is naturally not a formal state banquet, after all, several countries participating in this military exchange meeting are military representatives, and today's cocktail party can be regarded as an opportunity for representatives of all parties to warm up, so the atmosphere is very casual and not so formal.

After President Nasiru's greeting, the reception officially began, and the guests chatted in pairs and twos with wine glasses in the dim and gorgeous lights, or said hello and chatted privately, or stood, or sat down to chat.

The military exchange meeting will officially begin tomorrow, but today, however, it has provided an opportunity for the three forces to warm up for each other's spying.

At the same time, no matter how domineering the guest is, it is impossible to cause any diplomatic scandal on such an occasion, so in fact, this reception is the best time for the three parties to deal with secular rules.

Murong Xue, who was standing beside Le Chen, had inadvertently become the focus of the audience, wearing a gorgeous blue dress and skirt, she was tall and beautiful, bright and beautiful.

In particular, in order to enliven the atmosphere, President Nasiru must have members of delegations from all countries put on a program, and under Le Chen's signal, Murong Xue's unyielding natural voice shocked the audience.

Le Chen, but she was wearing a cyan robe, a pair of steps, naked and alternative, almost blinded Murong Xue's eyes, but she didn't dare to persuade Le Chen to change her clothes, she could only follow Le Chen to participate in the cocktail party with black lines, her own chief, is completely disregarding international influence, she really does whatever she wants, even if she wants to promote national consciousness, isn't it good to wear Tang costumes?

However, after the cocktail party began, Murong Xue gradually felt that it seemed that those European, American and Dongying visitors were extremely suspicious of the people wearing cyan robes, faintly, as if they were afraid, and they always avoided from afar, that is, they came to communicate with the people of the Huaxia group, and those people were also chatting with several senior officers such as Bi Bufan in Tang costumes.

Therefore, Murong Xue, who had been standing by Le Chen's side, became extremely relaxed, even if everyone was in the limelight, no one dared to talk to her.

Le Chen didn't move at all, just sat on the sofa in the corner, not knowing what he was thinking.

Murong Xue stood beside him, boredomly shaking the beautifully colored liquid in the wine glass, and muttered in a low voice: "What's the matter with these people? Why are you scared when you see the green robe!" She has already determined that those people in Europe and the United States are indeed not afraid of their own chief, but they found this ancient green robe in the cracks of the people, and immediately turned around and left, so they didn't care what the people in the green robe looked like.

Murong Xue vaguely guessed, could it be that the person in the green robe represented an identity, a terrifying force, and the chief was one of them?

Listening to Murong Xue muttering in a low voice, Le Chen couldn't help but rub his nose, and said in his heart that the reputation of the Eastern Monk seemed to have been ruined by those proud and arrogant maniacs from all worlds, and his iconic monk's robe was not expected to be very deterrent.

Speaking of which, if you want to talk about the real combat effectiveness, the Eastern Monk is really unparalleled, such as the Eagle and Snake Alliance, if it wants to compete with the strong people at the level of the Zhuji Monk, it needs all kinds of preliminary preparations, and it is necessary to use strong mechanical force, and on this occasion, they can't still inject the tube to strengthen the medicine before coming over, let alone drive the fighter over, but the Eastern Monk is full of weapons, and it is a symbol of strength in itself, so it is natural for them to be so jealous of themselves.

As for the free city-states, generally speaking, this kind of foreign interaction has nothing to do with the members of the Dark Council, after all, some of these members do not see the light of day, and some are "righteous people" Disdainful, of course, you can't be a messenger, as for other forces, the Knight of Light in front of the enemy, you also have to pray for a long time to get the holy power bonus, the mage is in this small space, it is even more taboo to be close to the monk, only the so-called descendants of the god realm have the ability to fight in instant melee combat, but among the strong people of the free city-state this time, there should be no members of the descendants of the god realm.

So, if you think about it this way, it's really inevitable that these people will hide from themselves.

Thinking about it, Le Chen couldn't help but rub his nose, it's really an interesting phenomenon.

At this time, a middle-aged beautiful man with an oriental face paced in front of Murong Xue and showed a very graceful smile, "Miss, when the dance begins, do I have the honor to dance the first dance with you?" His Chinese is relatively blunt, and the Oriental people who participated in today's cocktail party, except for the Chinese people, are Dongying people, thinking that he is a Dongying person, and he should be from the Dongying Embassy, so he didn't realize that there was anything wrong with his actions at all.

Murong Xue was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that she felt that her chief was a bad star, and no one dared to deal with it, so why did she suddenly appear different?

Murong Xue didn't know why, but she felt that this guy seemed to be a stunned young man, and he didn't understand some terrifying rules at all.

However, although this person is interesting and a very attractive middle-aged uncle, Murong Xue secretly glanced at Le Chen, so she smiled apologetically at this person: "I'm sorry, I don't like dancing very much, if it's possible, I will only dance a song......"

"Why?......" The middle-aged beautiful man asked puzzled, and wanted to continue to persuade, but before the words could be spoken, behind him, two of the same Dongying people had already come over, and they suddenly picked him up and walked out, looking at Le Chen's gaze, as if he had seen a ghost.

Oriental monks, the magic is secretive, but this kind of occasion is just right for them to play, there is no need to fight at all, just use any little tricks, you can make you embarrassed on the spot, life is better than death.

In particular, this is the head of the other party, a high-level foundation building monk, the top existence of the Huaxia base, and the oriental monks who have reached this realm often have a lot of rules, a big shelf, and are moody and have no scruples, and they are definitely a terrifying existence to stay away from.

The two Dongying samurai in the Eagle and Snake Alliance can still take care of the feelings of the country and take the comrades of the embassy away, which is already quite a bushido spirit.

Looking at this scene, Murong Xue was dumbfounded, almost speechless, and secretly glanced at Le Chen, saying in her heart Is our chief so terrible? How do you feel that each of them seems to be afraid of being bitten by a poisonous snake?

At this time, Le Chen moved, and his target was the thin old man in Europe who was also in the same corner.

Seeing this, Murong Xue hurriedly followed.

"Mr. Crowul?" Le Chen came to the thin old man and raised his glass with a smile.

Seeing Le Chen walking in front of him, the thin old man was obviously a little nervous, and he slowly raised his wine glass, "Mr. Le Chen......"

But at this moment, Le Chen saw a ball of blue light wrapped around the old man's body, but he released a magic shield, and couldn't help but make Le Chen scratch his head, crying and laughing for a while, is the Eastern Monk really so despicable?

Murong Xue couldn't see the abnormality of the old man, but when she saw that the old man understood Huaxia, she was a little surprised, she naturally didn't know, she felt that Le Chen was speaking Huaxia, but in the ears of this Archmage Crowru, Le Chen also spoke the native language of his hometown. (To be continued.) )