At the same time.
"Oh," The gates of the Imperial City were already open.
Meng tianfang and 100 Kunyuan soldiers, as well as a ruddy old man with a horsetail whisk in his hand, were walking into the city.
Opposite them was di gang, who had just come out of the palace.
"Long time no see, heavenly profound Sage." The first messenger, fo Chen, swept his hand behind him and placed a palm on his chest. His attitude was kind, but his back was straight and he did not lower his head.
However, this was nothing. After all, even if the first ambassador of Penglai met the Penglai Island master, he did not need to bow and bow.
"The first messenger's cultivation has improved. Please." Yu qianye coming to the city gate to pick her up was already a National courtesy.
Under the attention of the entire city, the group of people then made their way to the palace. The onlookers were all confused and completely confused.
