Quick Transmigration: Doomsday If You Don’t Fall in Love

King Ruijia hosted Li Hong and Sundar with the standard of a supranational banquet.

Because of Sundar's identity, King Ruijia, although the master, still gave the seat of the Lord to the King of Mysdar. In the final analysis, Misdal's Wang Hui will be beyond the limit that King Rui Jia can imagine. However, since the rumors of the new king of Ulk can reach Ruijia, Misdal, who has ears in the city of Ulk, must know more in detail.

Perhaps it was because he sensed the thorny problems of the new queen that Sundar took this trip himself.

After all, if Ulk were to recover his breath, the price of Misdal's attempt to capture the opponent's land would be too great.

The dinner was held in the main hall of Ruijia Palace.

The architecture of the Ruijia Palace is still a typical Ulk architecture, square and square, paying attention to carvings and hollows, and the dome is decorated with gold. When the candles are lit, the whole banquet hall will be illuminated like daylight and magnificent—this and the pursuit The dome is very different from the painted Misdal.

But King Sundar didn't look like anything wrong.

He sat in the main seat, holding a gold wine glass, and gently sipping Ulk's famous wine. The crimson liquor swayed in the golden cup, exuding a sweet aroma, which could seduce the most powerful warrior in the world-but obviously not including the king of Mysdal in front of him.

Li Hong sat on the lower left side of Sundar. Opposite her is King Rui Jia.

Looking at King Rui Jia who couldn't help but wipe his sweat, Li Hong suddenly felt that it was not easy for him. Originally he was a king, but Sundar came, he was even more aggrieved than a prime minister. At least in the face of himself as the "new phase Luga", he can't afford to be the king.

Li Hong took a sip of the wine in his glass, thinking that Luga might have an unsaid reason for suggesting that she not come as the king. If the Kingdom of Ruijia gathers King Sundar and King Istan at the same time, just how to arrange the meeting and arrange the room will make King Ruijia worry about losing his hair directly. Not to mention allowing her to act on her own side, King Rui Jia would only pray that the two of them would not touch each other every day.

Heavenly Trial: "...I really want to know, if King Ruijia knows who you are, and remembering that you are scheduled to start with King Sundar today, will you faint with fright."

Li Hong: "Of course not. He is a wise man. He knows what is meant by'the one who does not know is not guilty.' If I really come as the King of Istanbul today, Sandal's table will have to be moved to the right and I have to sit. Theme."

Tian Shen couldn't help but spit out again. Li Hong couldn't help but smile as he listened.

Yixuda can be selected as the maid of the Temple of Stormwind, and her appearance is naturally excellent. But Yixuda's original appearance tended to be soft and quiet. When Li Hong became Yixuda and changed his name to Istan, Yixuda's temperament became calm and unfathomable.

Even if she smiled lightly, her cheeks were still blushing slightly after drinking, and her aquamarine eyes were like an abyss. Just looking at it would make people immersed and dare not despise it.

Mysdal's court guard was standing behind Sandal, but his eyes could not help but look at the "special envoy" from Ulk. Every time he glanced at it, his brows couldn't help but frown.

When he saw this lady wearing a men's robe even wearing an iron dagger on her waist, and his fingers would slash it intentionally or unintentionally, he thought that she was a person of this kind, and he even led Sundar to want to present the queen. In the capital, that dissatisfaction immediately turned into a complaint.

He couldn't help but muttered: "The wise Luga is a woman. Even if it is a woman, her actions like this will not help me wait for men?"

King Sundar didn't think there was anything wrong with Li Hong's behavior, he even thought it was frank and cute. To be able to get the name of "wise man", Luga is not a conformist who wants to come to Luga. She lives in the world as a male, and behaves more freely. It is no more natural to be more meticulous and reserved than the usual aristocratic ladies.

What's more, Sundar didn't like the noble princesses who were like glass flowers.

Such fragile and illusory beauty always gave him an illusion that if he was not paying attention, it would shatter the convenience. Especially his sister, after falling in love with someone and failing to get a response, she would die of grief because of this-which made Sundar feel sad and regretful.

Sundar lowered his eyes slightly, and said to Ginardo: "Ulk's new king is the empress. Your statement like this is really wrong."

Ginardo was quite dissatisfied, he said in a low voice: "No matter who she is, is it possible that she can compete with you for glory?"

Sundar put aside the wine glass, neither salty nor indifferent: "Let's not mention her escape from the trial of the gods, but for her people, she dared to raise a bow to her father-Ginardo, can you do it?"

Ginardo fumbled.

Sundar said: "Your words are too contemptuous for such a king."

Ginardo knew he had made a mistake and bowed his head to admit his mistake and receive the penalty. Anyway, the palace is big enough, and their conversation didn't reach the ears of others, it's just a pity. Tianshen is not human.

The Tianshen who had been staring at that seat chirped and retelled their conversation with Li Hong angrily.

Li Hong didn't care too much: "No surprise, anyway, when I enter the Sunshine Palace, he has no chance to say it. Let him go."

Tian Shen respected Li Hong's arrogant attitude.

"Honghong, I think you really have the talent to be a king."

Li Hong is modest: "It's a talent for playing strategy games, thank you."

The banquet was in full swing, and Wang Ruijia looked at the timing and clapped his hands. The weak and decadent music in the temple suddenly stopped, and both Li Hong and King Sundar looked at King Ruijia.

King Rui Jia smiled and said: "There is a dance, I would like to invite two to enjoy it. Although the dancer is not famous, the choreographer is my daughter Madonna. Although she is young, she is already the most powerful choreographer in our country. So, this dance is even more of a fine piece of her work. Rui Jia presented this dance to two distinguished guests in hopes of their joy."

Li Hong didn't really appreciate dance, but she glanced at Sundar and felt that she could not lose too much, so she also smiled and pretended that she knew well.

With the sound of silk feet, Li Hong noticed that the music was a little sonorous and powerful compared to normal dance.

But she glanced at King Rui Jia and saw that the other person's face looked as usual, and she guessed that maybe the dance rhythm was stronger.

Sure enough, the dance steps of these dancers stepped on the drums time after time, and the graceful posture not only swept away the sense of depression, but even felt a sense of refreshment.

Tian Shen said: "Ah, this is the'hero dance' performed by a famous dancer during the time of the Supreme King of Ulk, but that dance is a solo dance, and the momentum is more tragic. This dance only took its intentions, re-arranged, and the dance and music are more sunny and hopeful. It seems that King Rui Jia did not lie, and his daughter is really good at it."

Li Hong: "...Do you still know this?"

Tianzheng: "Because I don't play games."

Li Hong: "..." I was speechless.

Because Tianshen understood, Li Hong didn't worry about being forced to pretend. So she watched it with interest, and it was precisely because of this that she noticed that when the lead dancer appeared in front of everyone in a vertical leap from a group of dancers, the face of King Rui Jia suddenly changed.

Therefore, Li Hong focused all his attention on the leader of the dancer.

I have to say that the figure of this lead dancer is extremely graceful and soft, and the dancing posture is even better. Li Hong scanned Ixutan's memory and determined that the dance style of the court dancers in the royal court who danced for the gods was less than half of this person's.

And her long hair is flowing like gold, and her azure blue eyes are like the most expensive blue gems.

Her face is covered with a light veil, but even so, it does not detract from her beauty—even more people want to know how beautiful her face is under the veil.

Li Hong blinked, becoming more interested.

It's a pity that the dancer only gave her a glimpse, and her attention seemed to be completely fixed on the first Sundar, who won his favor in every move, and even jumped forward gently because of this.

Li Hong: "Is this dancer wrong?"

Tianshen took a look and said, "It's normal, is there a better five in this room than Sandal? Oh, you can't, you are excluded in terms of gender."

Li Hong: "..." Damn, a little angry.

Having said that, she still looked a little unwilling to watch the dancer flatter Sundar. It's a pity that the king didn't seem to feel the beauty of the dancer at all, and his eyebrows didn't move. But when Li Hong looked at him, his hand holding the wine glass shook for a moment.

Li Hong: "..." Is it a bit inexplicable?

Li Hong turned his gaze back to the dancer.

The dancer is in front of King Sundar, dancing a difficult whirling dance.

The layers of veils wrapped around her arms and around her chest floated up due to the high-speed swirling, and moonlight shrouded her slender and moving figure like a shepherd playing under the moonlight. It's as light and beautiful as a small key.

Li Hong couldn't help but count the laps for her, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of a familiar silver light in the extremely fast spinning dance yarn.

Li Hong subconsciously put down the wine glass, just at this moment—the dancing girl pulled out a small dagger hidden in her chest and pierced it at King Sundar.

She shouted with hatred: "Go to hell, the aggressor!"

Li Hong stepped on the wine table and flew over without thinking about it. Before the girl made any irreversible mistakes, he wrapped her waist with one hand and grabbed her wrist holding the dagger with the other. .

With a slight smile, "Is this a special dance or a special performance that rewards us?"

She skillfully unloaded the opponent's dagger, took out her own dagger after turning it around in her hand, and inserted it into her scabbard. Just then he continued: "If you want to perform a dagger dance, maybe I can also serve you, beautiful princess."