Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Great Qin Noble Pavilion (First Update, Asking for a Monthly Pass!)

Kong Xuan stared at Zhong Shan, his eyes flashing with a hint of strangeness.

Mr. Corpse and the others were on guard, "After all, Kong Xuan's murderous name is unknown to everyone in the world." The injuries in the past have also recovered strangely, and this is not as simple as Zilu!

"Participate in the big birthday of winning?" Kong Xuan frowned slightly.

Nangong Sheng was a little strange, it stands to reason that Kong Xuan shouldn't have this attitude, when he was in the small world, he "had a big enmity with the Holy King." The Holy King not only destroyed the Immortal Realm, but also fought with Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan didn't have the taste of a shot in front of him?

Nangong Sheng didn't know why, and Mr. Corpse couldn't understand it for a while. Even Hao Meili is ready to curse Kong Xuan at any time.

But Zhong Shan understood.

There are no permanent enemies in this world, and at least some hatred can be resolved.

There is a grudge with Kong Xuan, but this feud may not be irresolvable.

Kong Xuan's tone is obvious, Kong Xuan knows that he has won, and he has seen him win in the world, and maybe there is some kind of covenant, and he is a guest invited by Win, so the grudge in the past is not so important.

"Hmm, you're going too?" Zhong Shan nodded.

Kong Xuan didn't answer Zhong Shan, but glanced at everyone heavily, and flew back to the East China Sea in a flash.

After Mr. Corpse and Nangong Sheng left, their tense hearts were a little relaxed" exhaled slightly, after all, Kong Xuan's name was indeed too loud.

Zhong Shan looked at Kong Xuan's departing back, his face became serious, and he took a deep look at "Turn your head to look at everyone again."

"Since everyone is in unison, I'll go!" Zhong Shan said.

"Hmm!", the crowd nodded.

"You four, you can go back!" Xiao Jin said to the four dragon princes.

"We, Father, let us follow you. The head of the East China Sea Dragon Prince looked embarrassed.

"I'm no longer in the East China Sea, what are you doing with me?" Xiao Jin ignored.

"This, you must get the consent of your father, or you can go back to the Dragon Palace with me!"

At this moment, Zhong Shan didn't want to see Kong Xuan again. The meeting just now was enough" Win and his relationship suppressed the old hatred, but no one can guarantee that nothing will happen when they meet again.

"No need! it's not too early!" Zhong Shan shook his head.

"Otherwise, my uncle has also gone to Dongzhou, and he will go to the Xianyang Holy Capital to celebrate his birthday, I will accompany you, and with my uncle's consent, I can also not follow you" Besides, we have all been to Dongzhou, just to lead the way for you!" said the Dragon Prince of the East China Sea.

"Yes, Xianyang Holy Capital, we know where it is!", another dragon prince said eagerly.

"It's okay!" Zhong Shan nodded.

Everyone continued on the road, bringing Xiao Jin along the way, and four more dragon princes.

Of course, Dongzhou is in front of you, and when you get there, these four burdens will be put down, and it will also save Zhong Shan and his party to explore the specific location of the Xianyang Holy Capital.

Along the way, Hao Meimei told the scenes of the heavenly court vividly.

Hearing the arrival of the saint, the dragon princes also pricked up their ears, in the past, the dragon princes still had some complaints about the dragon palace's vassal heavenly court, feeling that the weak Jade Emperor was not enough to be vassalized, but now they found out, which is this weak Jade Emperor, so strong?

Have you fought with the saints?

The arrogance of the original prince of the dragon is also a little weaker.

Dongzhou and the four continents are only separated by a piece of the East China Sea, although the East China Sea is large, but there is also an end, a month later, everyone arrived in the Dongzhou region.

After another two months of flying wells, everyone finally arrived at the periphery of the Xianyang Holy Capital.

When there is still some distance from the Xianyang Holy Capital, "you can see countless shining points of light in all directions, not formations, but treasures, precious and bright treasures gathered from all directions, congratulations on winning 90,000 years of life."

"Someone is coming, stop" Saint King's birthday, Xianyang Holy Capital range, no flying!", a broken cry came.

A large number of soldiers below stared at Zhong Shan and his party.

"Let's go down!" said Zhong Shan.

The crowd nodded.

Falling down the figure, just landed on a "wide" field, "on the field, there are all kinds of huge monsters, monsters carrying all kinds of treasures from all directions, at this moment, people are not only for the birthday "better as if to show off."

When the group of soldiers just now saw Zhong Shan fall to the ground, they all relaxed slightly.

Most of the soldiers left, and only one soldier came!

"You're here to congratulate the Holy King on his birthday?", said the soldier.

"Not bad!" Zhong Shan nodded.

"Can you have a Daqin household registration in your body?", that general said.

"No!" Zhong Shan said directly.

"I am the Dragon Prince of the East China Sea, and my uncle is in the Holy Capital of Xianyang, we are ......!" the Dragon Prince of the East China Sea immediately reported to tomorrow.

And the soldier was also proud, just glanced at the Dragon Prince and ignored it, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.

"If you don't have a household registration, you can't enter Xianyang!", the soldier said.

"Oh?", Zhong Shan said slightly confused.

"Is there an invitation?" the soldier asked again.

"Yes!", I heard that there was an invitation, and the soldier's face eased a lot, and there was an invitation indicating that he was a distinguished guest of Daqin!

"At the end of the field, the red hall receives people with invitations, you go there!", the general said.

"Hmm!", Zhong Shan nodded, there was no need to dwell on it at this time.

Walking towards the end of the "Guang" field, above the "Guang" field, there were many people, as if they were all here to celebrate their birthdays, but they were not allowed to enter. But the people who had the treasures all converged on a blue building in the distance, and wrapped the blue building around it.

Zhong Shan and his entourage did not go there, but went to the red building.

Above the red building, a huge plaque reads, "Noble Pavilion,!"

Around the noble hall, a large number of Great Qin guards were waiting to protect the nobles who held the invitation.

As soon as Zhong Shan walked over, someone suddenly came out at the door and said, "Do you have my Daqin invitation?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, please!" the man said at once.

Soon, Zhong Shan was invited inside, and the people in the outside world who had originally displayed treasures cast envious glances.

Zhong Shan and his entourage were brought into a side hall, and there were two people in the side hall dressed in the official uniforms of Great Qin.

One of them immediately greeted him and said, "This official is the left servant of the noble pavilion here, this is the right servant, the owner of the pavilion is leaving for a while because of something happened to another noble pavilion, don't blame you for a while!"

"Oh, how many noble pavilions has Daqin prepared this time?" Zhong Shan asked.

"Eight hundred, we are the three hundred and ninety-fourth hall. The left servant said immediately.

Obviously, the people who can have invitations are all Daqin VIPs, and they can't be offended.

"Hmm!", Zhong Shan nodded.

In a noble pavilion, there are so many people who come to congratulate "How strict are eight hundred, and is it like this every day?"

"Everyone, the task of my noble pavilion is to receive all of you who have invitations, I don't know if you can give me the invitations for inspection, so that I can prepare a car for you to go to the Xianyang Holy Capital immediately!", Zuo Servant said.

"Hmm!", Zhong Shan nodded.

Reaching out, Zhong Shan took out the black gold invitation that Wang Jian handed over to him!

Zuo Servant Zheng respectfully accepted the black gold invitation, but when the black gold invitation was grasped in his hand, Zuo Servant's face became extremely ugly.

The right servant on the side also had a stiff face.

Looking at this black gold invitation, "the two of them looked at each other for a while, and then the left servant changed his previous humility, and his face turned cold.

"What's the check?", Zhong Shan asked.

Zuo Servant looked at Zhong Shan coldly and said, "What is your intention to fake the invitation!", "Huh?", everyone sighed slightly.

"You say it's fake?" Zhong Shan said slightly strangely.

"In the past few months, I have seen a lot of various invitations, but I have never seen you so bold as 'fake?' is so fake!", Zuo Servant said coldly.

"What do you mean?", Hao Mei scurryed. Luo: "There are only three colors of invitations: red, yellow, and blue, but you, you actually made a black invitation, you are so bold!"

When I'm colorblind, I can't make a fake invitation, and I can't do it with professionalism? Fake? It's too fake, right? I don't know how many invitations I've seen in the past few months, where is the black?

The left servant looked angry. And the right servant shot also immediately persuaded: "I want to dispel my anger, these people also want to see the heroic posture of the Holy King too much, although the invitation is fake" But the material is not bad, and it can be regarded as attentive, after all, too many people want to congratulate the Holy King, they are here with a congratulatory heart, no need to be so angry!"

Zuo Servant nodded, after all, Zuo Servant Shot is not a vexatious person, and on the day of the Holy King's great joy, he naturally can't get angry.

"Everyone, please go back, or go to the gift area over there, and exchange the gift for the qualification to enter Xianyang!" said the right servant politely.

Everyone: "..................!"

"Are you sure that the invitation only has three colors, or have you only seen three colors?" Zhong Shan asked speechlessly.

Zhong Shan was not too angry with the two in front of him, after all, they were quite polite.

Hearing Zhong Shanyi's words, the two were slightly stunned. Yes, "three colors, they have only seen three colors in the past few months, and the owner of the museum has only explained three colors, don't be a big VIP" snubbed them.

As soon as he thought of this, Zuo Servant immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

"Sorry, I'll take another look!" said the left servant immediately.

"Hmm!", Zhong Shan nodded.

I opened the invitation and just glanced at it.

"Smack!" the left servant shot and closed the black gold invitation. The face is extremely ugly.

Then, the left servant looked at Zhong Shan and his party with fire-breathing eyes.

"What's the matter?" asked the right servant curiously.

Zuo Servant took a deep breath and said: "The Noble Pavilion is a Daqin institution, not a place for you to play around" Invitation, black? I have never seen a black invitation, I can understand that there is a fourth type of invitation, but the words inside, although it is written in an atmospheric manner, won't you inquire first? The entire invitation is released by Prime Minister Li Si, the red invitation is handwritten by Prime Minister Li Si, yellow and blue, and it is also written by three hundred officials of the Ministry of Rites. Recognize the handwriting, but it is absolutely not wrong, the words on your invitation are not the words of any one of the officials!", Zuo Servant shot completely angry! The handwriting, this is definitely not the handwriting that he remembers! This group of people is so bold that they dare to pretend to be VIPs again and again.

A hint of strangeness flashed in Zhong Shan's eyes, this handwriting was indeed not written by Li Si, but walked out of the hand of "win." !~!