I, the Prince of Qin

　　"Who dares!" Almost at the same time, Fula shouted violently.

　　Glancing at all assassins.

　　"I," she took a step forward, "that is the monarch!"

　　Her small body, step by step, walked towards the many assassins holding sharp blades.

　　Hold your head high, not angry and arrogant.

　　"I," took another step: "That is the empire!"

　　A little girl in her teens actually made a large group of murderous assassins take a half step back.

　　"Idiot! Fuck me!" The minister was very angry.

　　The assassins looked at each other and took a small step forward.Fra took another step forward, and they took another big step back.

　　"The children of the empire! The warriors of the empire! Open your eyes and see!" Fraser raised his head sharply:

　　"Your emperor, here! I, here! Now, I order you—"

　　Fu stretched his hand and pointed directly at the minister:

　　"Take this messy thief!!"

　　With Fula's big drink, the surrounding assassins look at me, I look at you, look at the minister, and look at Fula.

　　"Useless stuff! I'm here in person!" The minister rolled up his sleeves and attacked Fula directly.

　　Ornest once practiced martial arts at the Imperial Boxing Temple, and his strength was no weaker than that of the Rakshasa Four Ghosts. In his imagination, the little queen who had no power to tie the chicken was simply captured.

　　Who knew that just after taking half a step, there was a sudden pain in the back.

　　Looking back, I saw one of the assassins I brought with me, holding a sword tremblingly, with blood on the sword.

　　The minister touched his back, it was wet, and withdrew his palm to see that it was full of blood.

　　Looking up, he looked at the assassin.

　　The assassin's legs were trembling, the sword in his hand was shaking, but he desperately looked directly at the minister.

　　"Long live the Emperor, the Empire! Long live His Majesty!" Suddenly, he roared wildly and rushed towards the minister, his head was shattered by the minister's slap, and dozens of long swords pierced through his body.

　　Almost at the same time, several more assassins shouted "Long live the Emperor!" and ran to Fra, surrounded her, and fled outside the house.

　　The melee began, and the people brought by the minister were hesitant one by one, and I don’t know when someone else defected to Fra.The minister was so angry that he picked up a traitor's head, cut it off, threw it away, and ran straight towards Frau, but after all, he was a step slower, and Frau had already run out of the bedroom.

　　The chase spread to the corridor, and the few people around Frau were desperate to protect the master. These walking corpses who only knew how to obey orders and had no opinion were usually in a daze. At this time, they didn’t know where their determination came from, and where did the power that erupted from, they shouted loudly. Cut down the chasing enemies one by one.

　　When the blade is rolled, he stabs with the point of the sword. When the sword is broken, he hits with his body. When his hand is broken, he bites with his teeth. One person's intestines flow out. neck, desperately dragging it away from Fra.

　　A man fell to the ground, waving feebly with blood-stained hands:

　　"Quick...run...Your Majesty...run..."

　　Frau whimpered and ran, but the minister was still approaching step by step:

　　"You can't escape!"

　　"—Yes, there was no need to escape."

　　Suddenly, a voice resounded across the battlefield.

　　Fra, who was running desperately, stopped abruptly and turned back blankly.

　　Tears flowed out of my eyes without realizing it.

　　Reach out and wipe it off, crying and laughing.

　　Why am I crying again...he's right, I'm a crybaby...always a crybaby...

　　She wiped away her tears, used all her strength, and desperately shouted, "Mo Zhe, I'm here—!!"

　　boom--!

　　The minister, who was about to catch up, swirled his fat body and flew back heavily.

　　At the original position of the minister, the figure of a young man gradually became clear.

　　"Oh? Why are you crying again?" The young man's warm palm was placed on top of his head.

　　The girl held those hands and cried.

　　"Mozhe..."

　　"Ok?"

　　"He bullied me... Help me kill him, help me kill him!"

　　"okay!"

　　The minister fell into a mess, and hurriedly took out a bell and shook it. This was the last insurance Nishinomiya left behind.

　　Hei Tong, who had been motionless when he heard the bell, suddenly screamed, held his head and struggled desperately. After a long while, his face gushed out of death, and his mindless eyes gradually filled with madness.

　　Yao Dao Bafang was caught in her hand.

　　"Kill... everyone should be together forever... everyone should not be separated again..."

　　Seeing Hei Tong's appearance, Mo Zhe immediately understood.

　　This is the last bomb Nishinomiya buried in Hei Tong's heart, turning her into a complete killing machine.

　　It's my fault I didn't fix all this sooner and make you suffer so much more.It's okay, I'll get you back right away.

　　Mo Zhe turned around and drew out his sword.

　　It wasn't the old sword that I used to take casually, but a liquid that glowed with sparkling waves—

　　Quicksilver Blade.

Chapter 42, Chapter [-]

　　With a sword, one of the corpse dolls controlled by the eight rooms was divided into two.

　　Mercury's sword light is like a clear spring, swaying a silver-white trajectory in the air.

　　The first emperor of Xingyue fought the north and south, and the weapon used was the ever-changing mercury.Mercury can be turned into a sword, which can cut through the sky, and a shield, which can sit and watch the stars fall without moving.

　　It can be attacked in advance, defended in retreat, and can be transformed into infinite forms. It is the most perfect weapon that can cope with all situations.

　　Mo Zhe has only recently learned to manipulate the first emperor's weapon, and he has just discovered that the body of this mercury blade is exactly A Fang.

　　In other words, Ah Fang's consciousness is attached to these mercury and exists.

　　"Your Highness, the second corpse is about to appear."

　　Without A Fang's reminder, Mo Zhe had already bullied his body, and the silver straight line pulled past.

　　There are eight manipulable corpse dolls in the eight rooms, including an assassin who once grew up with the Black pupil sisters, a famous bodyguard and an alien killer, and a super dangerous species that can cause large-scale destruction.

　　But no matter what the target was, Mo Zhe only cut it off with one sword.

　　"Roar--!"

　　The huge dangerous species smashed the palace corridor into pieces as soon as it appeared, and was about to destroy it, but found that the body had already been separated from the left and right.

　　Stepping over the corpse of the dangerous species, Mo Zhe walked towards Hei Tong step by step.

　　——Actually, at first, I was just curious about what the real person of the anime character looks like.

　　I used to be an otaku and like anime and anime characters. I used to call XX wife my marriage all day long. I have a lot of paper wives, but I actually understand that the distance of one screen is farther than the entire galaxy.

　　More importantly, as the Crown Prince of Great Qin, everything focuses on self-improvement, so he will not be too deliberately involved in the fate of some people.

　　It's just that there is contact and some familiarity. It's not the kind of kneeling and licking across the screen, but I really feel that she is breathing alive.

　　Maybe you can become a friend, maybe you can become a companion, maybe you can be your help in the future.

　　Mo Zhe cut off a corpse puppet again, the gravel on the ceiling fell like rain, Hei Tong knelt on the ground in pain, constantly summoning the remaining corpse puppets, but his eyes became more and more confused and confused.

　　In this case, let me cut off your corpse one by one, and cut off the fate and tragedy that bound you.

　　"Hei Tong, come, I'll take you to find your sister."

　　Go over and hold out your hand.

　　Perhaps the most important thing is that she used to cry in her arms, because there are still traces of her tears on her chest.

　　Not being self-indulgent, just because of what you can.

　　"Dang!" With a sound, the emperor's eight rooms were divided into two.

　　Along with the rotating broken blade stuck on the ground, the black pupil, who was stunned by the blow, fell weakly and fell into his arms like a puppet with a broken thread.

　　It's light and almost weightless.

　　……

　　The battle with Hei Tong was over in a blink of an eye, and the minister over there was still planning to fight stubbornly and was calling his subordinates to forcibly take Fula.

　　Black pupil was defeated, the plan has failed, and if he wants to save his life, he can only use Fula as a hostage.

　　Mo Zhe took a sword, and the sword light brought a crescent moon and slashed across the minister's back.

　　"Goooooooooo!!" This sword cut off the minister's spine directly.

　　The minister found that he was going to kidnap Fula under the eyes of Mo Zhe, without the slightest hope, and instead shouted strangely for his subordinates to cover and escape.

　　Even with a broken spine, he can still run. As expected of a person from Huangquan Temple, his ability to control his body is superb.

　　Under the protection of his subordinates, the minister fled to the end of the corridor, and a figure blocked his way.

　　"Bu, Bud!?"

　　General Bud, with a sickly face, led the elite of the Guards and blocked the intersection.

　　A part of the guards rushed to this side, and the guards were by Fula's side.

　　"Bud! You're not—"

　　"Thanks to the boy named Mo Zhe, he is not dead yet."