Looking around, there are magnificent magnificence on all sides, and the royal majesty is fully displayed, among which is the wine table that has been arranged long ago.

Maybe because I came late, the good seats in front had been snatched away, so I had no choice but to find a place later.

"Grandma, I would have been in line early if I had known it." The little white mouse looked annoyed.

"queue?"

The old rookie said, "You've been thinking too much. These guys may have been queued up since the morning, and they may not be able to wait. If you come to queue up, you will definitely be squeezed out and you will lose your shadow."

"Where is the right young master to arrange it?"

Tian Yeyu drooped~ he pulled his head, a little listless.

The purpose of everyone here is not simple. Is it because I want to meet Princess Yinchuan in advance, and it is best to leave an unforgettable impression on each other.

If the seat is in front, the chance of success is obviously several times.

Unfortunately, the location is limited, and everyone is all focused on jumping forward, so how can they let go?

"Tonight is just a banquet. Besides, the matter of bride has nothing to do with distance, so you don't have to care about it, brothers."

Xiao Feng is very bachelor. He is from the Beggars' Sect. In addition, he is used to being alone, so he rarely has anything to shake his mood.

This time, I came here, but I was just not willing to do the Liao King's intention, so I came here to support the scene.

As for the result, I don't care about his bird's affairs at all.

"It seems that our brothers can only be here." The little white mouse sighed.

"It's simply a delusion to have a bunch of stinky fish and rotten shrimps, and want to covet the princess."

At this moment, a sarcastic voice came without any concealment.

Looking up, it was a table not far away in front of everyone. Although they were all relatively backwards, they were obviously a bit better than their seats.

Judging from his outfit, he was dressed in Tubo, but he didn't see the Tubo prince and the national teacher Jiumozhi.

The little white mouse was angry on the spot and raised his hand and shouted, "Who are you talking about? Who is the delusional idea? Don't urinate and look at you."

"court death!"

Tubo has always been a tough people. Seeing that the little white mouse cursed, he immediately stood up and was about to take action.

"Amitabha!'

At the critical moment, a Buddhist chant sounded, and a monk wearing a cassock, stomping shoes, and a face like pearls and jade stepped forward.

It was Jiumozhi, the king of the Dark Wheel. As soon as he appeared, several Tubo warriors immediately suppressed their tempers and bowed their hands.

"I've met the national teacher!"

"National Master!"

...

Jiumozhi nodded and smiled. When he arrived in front of Long Tian and others, he stopped and bowed eleven times and said, "Several donors, we have met again. It seems that the little monk is very destined to you."

"Hmph, it's really a fate, it's just a bad fate."

The little white mouse was so angry when he saw this guy. If this guy hadn't suddenly jumped out to disrupt the situation, everyone would have been forced to retreat.

Speaking of this, it seems that every time this guy appears, nothing good will happen.

The Great Wheel Ming King was unmoved, as if he did not realize the rude white mouse’s rudeness, and still smiled: “Amitabha Buddha, evil fate, Buddha fate is all fate!”

"Depend on……"

The little mouse seemed to be able to do nothing except rolling her eyes.

After convinced the little white mouse, the Ming King of the Great Wheel turned to Long Tian. Just as he was about to say something, Long Tian had already sneered and took the lead in the exit.

"Fake monk, just say whatever you have. Don't be in this twists and turns with me. I won't eat your trick."

"Well!"

The Great Lun Ming King originally had a lot of words, but Long Tian's words immediately choked him.

The Bodhisattva still had three parts of anger, not to mention that he had not reached that level, and for a moment, his face turned black in an instant.

The eyes were vicious, and there was a hint of coldness flashing.

"Donor, as the saying goes, forgive others when you have to forgive others. Your mouth will be very dangerous in the eyes of the little monk."

"oh?"

Long Tian narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiumozhi, suddenly smiled, and said brightly: "I wonder if the master has ever seen the almanac when he went out today?"

"Look at the almanac?"

This time it was Jiumozhi's turn to be stupid. The saying of the almanac usually originated from the Han people. Besides, he was also a national teacher of Tubo and a monk who was a Taoist monk. What do you think of that thing?

Then he subconsciously said: "The little monk has studied Buddhism and has never been exposed to any almanac."

"oh!"

Long Tian pretended to realize it suddenly and said, "How could you think you should be careful."

“Why?”

Jiumozhi looked at Long Tian, ​​and became increasingly confused about what he meant.

Long Tian sneered and said word by word: "Because if you read the almanac, you will definitely find that today ~ you have a bloody disaster."

"presumptuous!"

"Apologize to my national teacher."

"Apologize!'

...

Jiumozhi was not so good. The warriors could no longer hold back. They stood up one by one and glared at them.

This time, Jiumozhi couldn't laugh anymore, and he narrowed his eyes and looked at Long Tian, ​​with a bright cold light in his eyes: "Donor, we will see you again."

"Yes, I'll meet."

Long Tian looked calm.

"National Master, why bother talking nonsense with such a villain? Come here and sit here!" A warm invitation sounded, but it was the Tubo prince who came with Murong Fu.

The two of them looked very happy, and it seemed that they had hooked up at some point.

Murong Fu glanced at Long Tian, ​​but pretended to be unaware of it, and chuckled: "Master, since ancient times, there have been rules between rich and poor. Some people are born high and superior, while others are suitable for being trampled under their feet. Why should you pay attention to him?"

"Murong's words are deeply about my Buddha's meaning, and it is the little monk who is attached to the appearance."

Jiumozhi combined the eleven rituals and looked like a great enlightenment on his face.

"Please, Master!"

"Please donor Murong!"

...

(Get money well)

Several people walked forward with their arms around each other, obviously occupying a good seat.

Before leaving, Murong Fu and the Tubo prince looked at the direction where Long Tian and others were, and the disdain in their eyes was beyond words.

Obviously they are mocking them, not even a good seat, so why are they fighting for?

"Damn it, these bastards!"

The mouse's teeth were itchy.

"Grandma, if you have the chance, I must knock off his teeth."

"It's so hateful."

"Despicable and shameless!"

"Little man!"

...

This time, even Lin Siya, who had always been very dignified, couldn't help but join the verbal war. This only shows one truth: Murong Fu and the Tubo prince bullyed people too much.

"Okay, there's no need to worry about some trivial matters!"
Chapter completed!