Chapter Twenty-nine Daqin Guiren Hall (the first, ask for a monthly pass!)
Kong Xuan stared at Zhong Shan, with a strange flash of light in his eyes.
Mr. Corpse and others are careful and alert. After all, Kong Xuan's fierce name is unknown in the world. The wounds of the past are also weirdly restored. It is not easy to take a shot!
"Participating in the grandma's birthday?" Kong Xuan frowned slightly.
Nangong Sheng is slightly strange. It is reasonable to say that Kong Xuan should not take this attitude. In the small thousand worlds, he had a feud with the Holy King. The Holy King not only destroyed the eternal life, but also fought with Kong Xuan.
Kong Xuan didn't even feel like shooting?
Nangong won't know why. Even Hao Meimei is ready to curse Kong Xuan at any time.
But Zhongshan understood.
There are no permanent enemies in this world, and at least some of the hatred can be resolved.
There is a hatred with Kong Xuan, but this hatred may not be irresolvable.
Kong Xuan's tone was obvious. Kong Xuan knew him, at least he had seen him in the world of thousands, maybe there was any covenant, and he was a guest invited by him, and that old grudge was not so important.
"Well! You are going too?" Zhong Shan nodded.
Kong Xuan didn't answer Zhong Shan, but took a deep look at the crowd and flew back to the East China Sea.
After the death of Mr. Shi and Nangong Sheng, Kong Xuan's tightness was a little slack, and he breathed a little, after all, Kong Xuan's name was really loud.
Zhong Shan looked at the back of Kong Xuan's departure, his face became serious, he took a deep look, and turned to look at the crowd again.
"Now that everyone is here, let's go!" Zhong Shan said.
"Huh!" The crowd nodded.
"You four, you can go back!" Xiao Jin said to the four Princes.
"We? The father asked us to follow you." The head of Prince Tokai Long was embarrassed.
"I'm not in the East China Sea anymore, what are you following?" Xiao Jin ignored.
"This must be agreed by the father and king, or else you will come back to the Dragon Palace with me!" Prince Tokai Dragon face looked awkward.
At this moment, Zhong Shan does not want to see Kong Xuan again. The previous meeting was enough, and the relationship between Xun and him suppressed the old hatred, but no one can guarantee that nothing will happen again.
"No need! It's getting late!" Zhong Shan shook his head.
"Otherwise, my uncle has gone to Dongzhou, and it ’s my birthday to Xianyang Shengyang. I will accompany you and get my uncle ’s consent. I do n’t need to follow you. Besides, we have all been to Dongzhou , Just to show you the way! "Prince Tokai Dragon said.
"Yeah, the holy capital of Xianyang, we know where it is!" Said another Prince Long anxiously.
"Alright!" Zhong Shan nodded.
The crowd continued on the road, bringing Xiaojin along the way, and four more Prince Princes were burdened.
Of course, Dongzhou is right in front of you. When you get there, the four cumbersome things will be put down, and Zhongshan and his party will be saved to explore the specific location of the Holy City of Xianyang.
Along the way, Hao Mei beautifully described every scene of Tianting.
Upon hearing the advent of the saints, Princes of Dragons also raised their ears. In the past, Prince Dragons had some complaints about the vassal court of the Dragon Palace. They felt that the weak Jade Emperor was not enough to be a vassal, and now they discovered that this was weak Jade Emperor, so strong? real or fake?
Fighted with the saints?
The arrogance of Prince Long was also weak.
Dongzhou and the four major continents are just across the East China Sea. Although the East China Sea is large, it also has an end. One month later, everyone arrived in the Dongzhou area.
After another two months of flight, the crowd finally reached the periphery of the Holy City of Xianyang.
There is still a long way to go before the holy capital of Xianyang, and you can see countless shining points in all directions, not arrays, but treasures, precious and bright treasures gathered from all sides, congratulations to the longevity of 90,000 years.
"Come to stop, holy king's birthday, Xianyang's holy capital, flying is forbidden!"
Below, a large number of soldiers stared at Zhongshan and his team.
"That's it, let's go down!" Zhong Shan said.
The crowd nodded.
Falling in the shape of a ***, just above a square, there are all kinds of huge monsters. The monsters gathered from the Quartet carrying various treasures. At this moment, people are not just for the sake of congratulations. As if to show it off.
Just now a group of judges Zhongshan fell to the ground, and they all relaxed slightly.
Most of the soldiers left, and only one soldier came!
"You are here to consecrate the holy king?" Said the general.
"Good!" Zhong Shan nodded.
"Are there any Daqin household registration?"
"No!" Zhong Shan said directly.
"I am Prince Tokai Dragon. My uncle is in the holy capital of Xianyang. We ........." Prince Tokai Dragon immediately reported to tomorrow.
The soldier was also proud and tight, just glanced at Prince Long and ignored him, as if he didn't take it seriously.
"You can't enter Xianyang without your household registration!" Said the soldier.
"Oh?" Zhongshan asked slightly.
"Is there an invitation?" The soldier asked again.
"Have!"
I heard that there are invitations, and the soldier's face has eased a lot, and there are invitations to explain that he is a noble guest of Daqin!
"At the end of the square, there is a red hall where people with invitations are received. Go there!" Said the soldier.
"Huh!" Zhong Shan nodded, there was no need to entangle at this time.
Walking towards the end of the square, above the square, the crowd was full of enthusiasm, as if all came to Heshou, but one by one was not allowed to enter. But people with treasures all converged to a blue building in the distance, wrapping the blue building around.
Zhong Shan and his party did not go there, but went to the red building.
Above the red building, there is a huge plaque ‘Noble Hall’!
Around the Noble Hall, a large number of Daqin guards are waiting to protect the nobles who hold invitations.
As soon as Zhong Shan walked in, someone suddenly came out to greet the door: "You guys have my invitation to Qin?"
"Good!"
"Please, everyone!" The man said immediately.
Soon, Zhong Shan was invited into the interior, and the people who had been displayed with treasures from the outside had envious eyes.
Zhong Shan and his party were led into a side hall, where there were two people wearing Daqin uniforms.
One of them immediately greeted and said, "My official is the left servant shot of this pavilion, this one is shot by the right servant. The owner left for a while because of the other pavilion. Don't be surprised!"
"Oh? How many pavilions has Da Qin prepared this time?" Zhong Shan asked.
"800, this is our Hall 364." Zuo Fushe said immediately.
Obviously those who can have invitations are all VIPs of Daqin, they can't offend.
"Huh!" Zhong Shan nodded.
There are so many people visiting a concierge square, how many are 800, and is it so every day?
"You, my mission is to receive everyone who has invitations. I wonder if I can submit the invitations to me for inspection, so I can prepare a car for you to go to Xianyang Shengdu immediately!" Zuo Fushe said.
"Huh!" Zhong Shan nodded.
Detective, Zhong Shan took out the black gold invitation that Wang Ye had given to himself!
Zuo Fushe respectfully accepted the black gold invitation, but when the black gold invitation was held in his hand, Zuo Fushe's face became extremely ugly.
Youfu shot aside also looked stiff.
Looking at this black gold invitation, the two looked at each other like a weird one, and then Zuo Fu shot and changed his previous respectfulness, and his face became cold.
"What? Inspection is complete?" Zhong Shan asked.
Zuo Fu shot a cold look at Zhongshan Road: "He Juxin, everyone forging invitations!"
"Um?" Everyone was slightly different.
"You said it was fake?" Zhong Shan said slightly strangely.
"I've seen all kinds of invitations in the past few months. I've never seen you so bold and fake? It's so fake!" Zuo Fu shot coldly.
"What do you mean?" Haolimei said angrily.
"Hmm, there are only three colors of invitations, red, yellow, and blue, but you, you actually made a black invitation, you are so brave!" Zuo Fushe was completely angry.
When I am color blind? Is it a bit professional to make a fake invitation? fake? Is it too fake, black? I do n’t know how many invitations I have seen in the past few months. Where is black?
Zuo Fu shot angrily. And right servant She also persuaded immediately: "Chill out. I want to see these heroic heroes too. Although the invitations are fake, the materials are not bad, but they are attentive. After all, too many people want to congratulate Saint King, they came with congratulations, don't have to make such a fire! "
Zuo Fushou nodded. After all, Zuo Fushou was not an unreasonable person. Besides, in the days when the Holy King was overjoyed, naturally he could not ignite a fire.
"Please go back, or go to the gift area over there to exchange for gifts to enter Xianyang!" You Fushe said politely.
Everyone: "...............!"
"Are you sure the invitation has only three colors? Or have you only seen three colors?" Zhong Shan asked silently.
For the two in front of them, Zhong Shan was not very angry, after all, they were quite polite.
Upon hearing Zhong Shan's words, the two froze slightly. Yeah, the three colors, they have only seen three colors in the past few months, and the owner has only explained three colors. Do n’t be a big distinguished guest.
Thought of this, Zuo Fushe immediately sweated.
"Sorry, I'll take another look!" Zuo Fushe said immediately.
"Huh!" Zhong Shan nodded.
Open the invitation and just glance at it.
"Slap!" Zuo Fu shot and closed the black gold invitation. His face was extremely ugly.
Then, Zuo Fu shot his eyes *** and looked at Zhong Shan and his party.
"What's wrong?" You Fushe asked curiously.
Zuo Fu took a deep breath and said, "The Guild Hall is a Daqin institution, not a place for fun, invitations, black? I have never seen a black invitation, I can understand that there is a fourth kind of invitation. Posts, but the characters inside, although you write the atmosphere, wouldn't you inquire about them first? The entire invitation is published by Prime Minister Li Si, and the red invitation is handwritten by Prime Minister Li Si, yellow and blue. Hundreds of officials transcribed, my official's other abilities may not work, but the recognition of handwriting is absolutely not wrong. The words on your invitation are not by any of the officials! "
Zuo Fushe was completely angry! Handwriting, this is definitely not the handwriting you remember! This group of people have the courage to dare to pose as VIPs again and again.
There was a strange gleam in Zhongshan's eyes. This handwriting was indeed not written by Li Si, but by the hand of 嬴.
***: Outbreak, this is the first change, please ***!