This city is different from almost all the cities Zhu Xin has been to. After all, it is the residence of the monarch. The nine gallops after entering the city show how grand and extraordinary this city is.
There are various undead warriors wearing armors walking through it, and it is almost not like the underworld.
And Zhu Xin couldn't help wrapping her red cloak tightly. She is now alone behind the enemy lines. If her identity is discovered here, she will inevitably fall into great danger.
Fortunately, this red cloak had the magical effect of isolating the aura. If it weren't for the underworld war with seven or more stars, it would be impossible to find out that her actual identity was a wizard.
Soon after entering the city, I could already see the black palace in the middle of the city like a monster hung on the ground, full of oppression.
Zhu Xin rode the undead horse slowly towards the black palace, and many warriors on the road cast curious eyes on her.
There are very few women who can reach the level of a five-star general, so her appearance will inevitably arouse the attention of many people.
When Zhu Xin rode to the palace, he was already having a feast.
There are hundreds of warriors under the hunting Junhou, and these hundreds of warriors all brought gifts to celebrate their birthday.
The identity of the five-star general is not so prominent here, just a few percent, but the identity of a woman is very abrupt among the hundreds of generals.
The red robe on Zhu Xin also aroused the curiosity of many warriors.
Everything progressed here, everything was still peaceful, she was hardly embarrassed. Just as she thought, during the birthday banquet of the hunting Junhou, the defense of this city will inevitably become ineffective.
According to the rules, hundreds of warlords were not qualified to enter the main hall, and only placed many seats outside the palace gate.
Zhu Xinzhi was not here, and regardless of the obstacles of the two underworld warriors at the entrance of the hall, he entered the hall directly.
When Zhu Xin broke into the hall, Hunter King Hou was sitting high on the throne, already obviously drunk.
On the lower side of the hunting Junhou, twelve underworld war gods accompany them to drink.
The appearance of her intruder made the twelve underworld war gods very surprised, because the underworld is a place with strict hierarchy, and very few people dare to arrogate their identity so much.
However, after noticing that the intruder was only a woman and only a five-star warrior, the twelve underworld war gods all showed knowing smiles, and none of them spoke.
Even the hunting Junhou put down the wine cup in his hand and stared at the intruding red woman in front of him with interest.
Zhu Xin was wearing a fiery red cloak, and his face was also hidden under the cloak's hood, but it was precisely in this way to highlight the mystery.
"What's the matter with you, breaking into this hall without authorization? Do you know the rules of this king?" The King Hunter's words were very light and slow.
But the twelve underworld under the seat won't dare to say extra words, because the rules of the hunting Jun Hou Yu have always been very strict, and there are very few exceptions.
If they say unnecessary things, they might be offended.
Zhu Xin took off the hood of the cloak, revealing those ice-blue eyes.
The moment he saw Zhu Xin's face, the hunting Junhou's eyes suddenly brightened, and the other twelve war gods also felt shocked.
Zhu Xin's looks are extremely high, and he is totally worthy of their sense of expectation.
Then Zhu Xin said: "It coincides with the birthday of the prince, and his subordinates broke in without permission, just to dance a song and wish the prince a birthday!"
The hunting Junhou was taken aback for a moment, then his face became very gloomy.
The twelve war gods knew that when the hunting Junhou's face became gloomy, it was best not to interrupt him, because at this time no one knew what Junhou was thinking about.
Moreover, the Hunting Lord is the final rule. This woman is only a five-star warrior, who dares to be so unruly in the palace. According to the temper of the Hunting Lord, he is bound to be extremely unhappy. Maybe he wants to cure this woman. crime.
But what the Twelve Gods of War did not expect was that the hunting Junhou laughed and raised his wine cup again, saying: "This king is right, but if your dance is not exciting enough, this king will treat you. Sin."
Zhu Xin also smiled confidently: "You can rest assured that you will be wonderful."
Seeing Junhou and Zhu Xin smiling at each other, the Twelve Gods of War also laughed. They thought that Junhou had already moved their minds and would put this bold dancer into the room.
To be honest, most of the women in the underworld are skeletons with broken hands and feet, or evil spirits whose faces have been corroded badly. Women with a beautiful face like Zhu Xin are actually very rare.
If such a big beauty can be put into the house, it would be a beautiful thing.
Moreover, this woman is very bold, she is not stage fright at all when facing the princes and the twelve war gods, which makes her even more interesting.
Zhu Xin patted his hands gently, bringing up a silver bell.
It turns out that she wears bells on her hands and feet, and she doesn't need others to accompany her. She can beat the rhythm only by bells and footsteps.
Zhu Xin has long hands and long feet. This physical advantage is fully displayed in the dance. Even the Twelve Gods of War who don't understand dance can be taken aback.
Zhu Xin's dancing posture is not only very beautiful, but even has a wild texture. Let the man's heart inevitably rise a strong desire to conquer.
The hunting Junhou raised the wine cup and shook it for a long time. A glass of wine could not reach his throat. He seemed to have been fascinated by Zhu Xin's dance and was completely immersed in it. When Zhu Xin's hands appeared many red light spots, this Only then drunkly asked: "What kind of dance are you?"
The Twelve Gods of War also booed up and took up the wine glass to ask the king to put the little lady into his room.
The hunting Junhou was completely drunk, and he laughed loudly while holding the wine cup, as if he really fell in love with Zhu Xin.
After Zhu Xin folded his waist, he calmly said: "In return to the prince, this is the dance of the Wu people to sacrifice to their ancestors."
After hearing what Zhu Xin said, the drunken eyes of the hunting Junhou suddenly became sharp, and the drunkenness on his face was replaced by murderous for a moment, and said: "I knew you were wrong! A little witch dared to go directly to this king. In front of me, I really don’t know that the sky is high and the earth is thick!"
It turned out that the drunkenness of the hunting Junhou just now was pretended, and the moment Zhu Xin took off his cloak and cap, he already knew that the woman in front of him was a wizard.
It's just that Junhou wondered why Zhu Xin would take the initiative to send it to him, so he watched a dance tentatively.
Junhou originally suspected that his subordinates had defeated and colluded with the Wu Clan in an attempt to assassinate the mutiny, but seeing the appearance of the twelve war gods, they were obviously intoxicated in the dance and deceived.
Now that it has been determined that there is no foreign aid from Zhu Xin in the main hall, of course it is time to turn his face!
