Daming I am Jin Yiwei

Lu Xuan drank a glass of wine, looked at the wine remaining in the glass, slowly turned the quilt, and smiled faintly.

Ji Bingyan made a gesture and said in a low voice: "My lord, do you want it?"

Lu Xuan drank the perfect wine: "Don't worry, I'll find out when it's time for the dinner."

Two hours later, near dusk, the maid came again and invited Lu Xuan and Ji Bingyan to the banquet.

The grand banquet in the desert oasis is actually a bonfire party.

Everyone sat in a circle around the campfire.

In front of everyone is a low table with melons, fruits and drinks.

“Cantaloupe, good”

Seeing the melons on the table, Lu Xuan unceremoniously picked up the knife beside him, cut some and ate them.

Ji Bingyan took a few pieces without knowing why, and started to eat.

To tell the truth, this adult's behavior style.

It is impossible to fathom.

In front of him, on the bonfire in the middle of the clearing, a camel was roasting.

You can see the golden oil, which is being licked off by the flames, and the aroma of meat spreads in the air along with the spices.

roast whole camel

This can be said to be the highest standard of courtesy in the desert.

"interesting."

After eating a piece of cantaloupe, Lu Xuan glanced around, and all the invited guests found their seats and sat down.

Sweeping through the illusory eyes, I found that most of them are innate masters with extraordinary strength.

But their costumes are different, some are from the Central Plains, some are from Mobei, and some are from the Western Regions.

In addition, the golden crowns of some people could drop justice points, which made Lu Xuan really want to invite them to leave the meeting and have a private conversation.

By the way, let's see if these people are willing to die for the world.

After a while, there was some movement not far away.

I saw a 50-year-old man in a red robe leading a ten-year-old Miaoman woman in a veil, surrounded by a group of maids.

Wearing a red robe with a rather Persian Zoroastrian style is the king of Kucha.

By the king's side, only a pair of beautiful eyes can make people unforgettable, that is the famous Princess Pipa of the Kucha Kingdom in the Western Regions

Gu Changfeng's bride

"My king and princess are very honored to be able to come here, Mr. Ye." King Qiuci raised his wine glass, respected Bao Zheng from a distance, and said with a smile, "My son-in-law often mentions that Mr. Ye's miraculous skills are invincible and invincible, not weaker than Lu Xuan, The two adults of Chu Feng, this king is very fascinated."

"I didn't expect to see you so soon. For this cup, I will do it first as a respect."

"Your Majesty is very polite"

This is milk to death

Lu Xuan smiled, raised his wine glass, and drank it down in one gulp, neither humble nor overbearing.

What's more, Gu Changfeng has only known King Qiuci for a few days, how could he blow him up to the sky?

Moreover, King Qiuci's attitude when he mentioned Gu Changfeng seemed like his own raised son.

In addition, King Qiuci named Lu Xuan Jinyiwei in just a few words.

He even said something like "the magic is unrivaled in the world, and the power of the gods is invincible".

It is clear that something is going to happen.

It's polite to say it, but it actually depends on the innate masters present here.

After hearing the introduction, they all gathered their gazes, their eyes full of hostility and provocation.

The innate masters in the arena are mainly Jianghu people from the martial arts of the Western Regions. The Jinyiwei force has not really entered, and few of them can be known.

Ji Bingyan whispered: "My lord, the old man has bad intentions."

Lu Xuan smiled, poured himself a glass of wine, poured another glass for Ji Bingyan, and signaled him to continue drinking, don't worry about it.

King Qiuci is the host of the banquet here, since he wants to make troubles, he must cooperate as a guest.

Otherwise, how could he be ashamed to attack the golden man on the field?

Chapter 2 Once I make a move, you won't even have the chance to call your ancestors

"This is the fine Persian wine that I have treasured in Kucha, Mr. Ye please!"

Seeing that Lu Xuan didn't care at all, King Qiuci took the jug from the handmaid beside him and poured a glass himself.

The wine has just been poured out, as if the whole oasis is filled with the aroma of fine wine.

Like the sweetest spring in the desert.

God's gift!

King Qiuci's move not only showed that he attached great importance to Lu Xuan, but also helped to fill Lu Xuan with hatred.

After all, there are so many masters present, only Lu Xuan has such good wine!

"Thank you."

Lu Xuan smiled, and continued to eat the most delicious hump that was just cut off on the table!

When dividing the hump, the masters present were already very dissatisfied.

Now I still have to send fine wine.

However, Lu Xuan turned a blind eye to other people's eyes, and should eat and drink.

Ji Bingyan felt weird, always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell.

"Daughter, give this fine wine to Master Ye!"

"Yes!"