Vol 2 Chapter 1308: Ward off evil spirits

Before Xu Yichen’s beacon with the Gray Knight’s message was a kind of base, other metal fragments of different sizes could be pieced together if the angle was right. Every time Xu Yichen successfully put together a piece, with a click, that piece The base beacon will grow out of thin air.
This little thing gradually deformed into a palm-sized box in the hands of the demon hunter. When all the pieces in his hand were assembled, there was only a small gap in the box.
Although its properties have not changed at this time, the font is faintly glowing on the system interface, and the writing begins to become blurred.
At the entrance of the camp, the former emperor Zhao Ji walked in with a large number of entourages. Although the Xin Dynasty has repeatedly emphasized that no one can enslave others at will, the emperor always has some superpowers, such as Zhao Ji, he Especially rich.
Even if he is so rich that he is not the emperor, he can still maintain his inner palace establishment and can afford to raise his a dozen concubines. Of course, he originally had more concubines than this. Zhao Ji took advantage of his abdication. Some of them were dismissed because they didn't like it, and some were resigned by themselves.
Things in the palace are just like that. Women like this are stuffed around Zhao Ji for various reasons, whether he likes it or not, whether those women like it or not, because it's about the stability of the country. Fortunately, I take this opportunity to let Zhao Ji You can get away.
It’s also a good thing for those women. Artist Zhao Ji comforts himself. After all, the folks are waiting for Solitaire not to have too much left, otherwise he would really be reluctant to do such a thing.
"Is this the guard of my Da Song now?" Zhao Ji looked at the guards standing guard around the camp, Guan Zhi really was more daunting than the Panzhi samurai who was in charge of Ouchi before. The former emperor knew that these soldiers were more than just standing. It's as simple as Song, this group of people are cruel when they kill.
"Officials, hurry up, you can't be called Da Song now." The attendant glanced at the guards of the new dynasty on the left and right sides with some anxiety, and said cautiously: "Now I'm not interested in this, the people below say this. It's a new dynasty."
"New Dynasty?" The artist Zhao Ji tasted these two words, feeling a little bit lost in his heart: "Push the new Dynasty of Chen reform?"
"Mr. Zhao doesn't have to mind, we have no plan to change the court name. Song is still our only address when we are outside." The person in charge of receiving Zhao Ji is the bald Changwei. This monk looks very solemn when he is not spoofing. Do not move King Kong.
"There is Master Lao. Recently, nightmares have been frequent. I have to use the barracks to suppress one or two." Zhao Ji bowed his hand towards Changwei very politely. Although he prefers the alchemist side, he is not repulsive to Buddhism, after all. The Xinchao didn't find a guy in a black coat to receive him.
Chang Wei saw the former emperor arching his hand toward him, his pride swelled infinitely, and a sand-sculpted smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but a lightning bolt fell from the sky and woke him up on the spot.
Huang Laoxie stood in the shadows and did not show up, and said in the player communication channel: "Send the emperor old man to Xu Yichen's dormitory. The horse thief who dared to bribe the quartermaster has no time to sleep today."
Chang Wei made an OK gesture in Huang Laoxie's direction, then turned around and restored the majestic treasure elephant of the master and made a please gesture to Zhao Ji. When the crowd behind Zhao Ji also planned to enter together, the guards on both sides Reached out to stop them.
"It's a heavy place in the barracks. Irrelevant people are forbidden to enter." The guard looked ahead, not looking at anyone's face.
"Go back, go back all, I am very safe here, and I will go back after staying for a few days." On the contrary, Zhao Ji himself doesn't care. He has a calm mind and trusts the New Dynasty. After all, they want to kill himself early. Let's start.
"Officials, how many people should be left to take care of your daily life?" The attendant didn't dare to make a loud noise, and could only make a low BB, but Zhao Ji had already walked away under Chang Wei's guidance, and there were only two cold in front of him. The guard of the face, the companion behind him had already stepped back.
As the new dynasty has been in power for longer and longer, those who think they have the opportunity to become a dragon will realize that they are wasting time. The close attendant glanced at it and can only secretly feel that the people have lost their hearts and the team is getting worse and worse. Up.
"Mr. Zhao is born from the devil's heart and the soul is entangled. It is easy to solve it. We have an expert to solve this kind of problem." Chang Wei introduced with a smile: "Yan Mo from the city of Bianjing was hot a while ago. Have you heard of the clubhouse?"
"Naturally, I have heard that the incidents of injustice and souls in the previous decades of cholera are clearly recorded in the history books. I thought it would take some time to solve it. I didn't expect it to be such a result." The artist emperor smiled somewhat. With emotion, it was because of this incident that he made a special trip to find the door.
Even Yan Mo was beaten to his knees. Surely his trivial matters are easier, right?
"Today we specially arranged you and the hero who solved Yan Mo's problem in the same dormitory~EbookFREE.me~ It will surely cure the disease!" Chang Wei smiled like a drug dealer selling fake drugs. Yes, opened the door of Xu Yichen's dormitory.
Zhao Ji only felt a gust of fishy wind on his face. Although the previous emperor's power was not weak and comparable to the 14th and fifth-level players, he couldn't hold his fingers away from Yang Chunshui. Recently, he killed two corrupt officials and scared an old man to death. Have just seen blood, have experienced this?
Looking up, Xu Yichen was on the table with a liquor-burning jade knife to clean up his [War Disaster] sword. Since this legendary weapon has been with the Demon Hunter, although the daily maintenance has not been removed, it has been so carefully It was the first time that it was thoroughly cleaned up.
The blood on the table was already dripping down the corner of the table at this time. The fine gold-coated serrated chain was disassembled and placed aside. Xu Yichen was holding a long dagger and slamming the blood stains hidden in the gears. The melted blood stained his fingers.
The soul of the bloodthirsty Thornx is spitting out the maintenance skills of the demon hunter with full firepower in [War Disaster], and the halo visible to the naked eye continues to emerge, washing everything in the room.
Zhao Ji's face turned pale, and he felt that his hysteria was half healed on the spot. Although this medicine was fierce, it was three-point poisonous, I am afraid he could not withstand this medicine!
"Such a powerful general, I still don't bother me?" Zhao Ji looked at Chang Wei with a little embarrassment. He couldn't think that this fat, big-eared, seemingly loyal and honest monk was also an old silver coin!
"Why did Mr. Zhao say this?" Chang Wei pulled Zhao Ji into the room: "We have always been a double room, no one will disturb anyone, he is used to it."
I am not used to it!
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