Chapter 1295

Before, Xu Yichen's beacon with a message from the grey knight was regarded as a kind of base. Other metal fragments of different sizes could be pieced together at the right angle. Every time Xu Yichen successfully put together a piece, with a click, the base beacon would grow out of thin air.

This little thing gradually becomes a palm sized box on the hand of a demon hunter. When all the pieces of his hand are combined, only a small gap is left in the box.

At this time, although its properties have not changed, the font is slightly glowing on the system interface, and the handwriting begins to become fuzzy.

At the gate of the camp, the former Emperor Zhao Ji came in with a large number of followers. Although the new dynasty has repeatedly stressed that no one can enslave others at will, the emperor always has some super powers, such as Zhao Ji, who is especially rich.

Even if he was not emperor, he could still keep his own imperial establishment and support his dozen concubines. Of course, the number of his concubines was much larger than that. Zhao Ji took advantage of his abdication to dismiss some of the ones he didn't like, and some chose to leave.

The affairs in the palace were just like that. Women like it or not were pushed to Zhao Ji's side for various reasons, whether he liked it or not, because it was related to the stability of the country. Fortunately, Zhao Ji could get rid of this opportunity.

It's also a good thing for those women. The artist Zhao Ji comforts himself. After all, the folk don't have too much waiting for Jielong. Otherwise, he would be too cruel to do such a thing.

"This is my present guard of Song Dynasty?" Zhao Ji looked at the Sentinels standing guard around the camp. He saw that it was more frightening than the BanZhi warriors who were in charge of the imperial palace before. The emperor of the former dynasty knew that these soldiers were not only standing as simple as pine, but also ruthless when they killed people.

"Officials, keep your voice down. You can't call it Song Dynasty now." The valet took a look at the guards of the new dynasty on both sides and said cautiously, "this is not the case now. The people below say that this is the new dynasty."

"New dynasty?" Zhao Ji, an artist, tasted these two words and felt a little lost in his heart: "pushing the new era of Chen innovation?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao. We have no plan to change the name of the dynasty. Song Dynasty is still our only foreign address." The person in charge of receiving Zhao Ji is Chang Wei with a bald head. When the monk does not make mischief, he looks very solemn, just like a King Kong.

"Thank you, master. I have nightmares recently. I want to suppress them with the spirit of military barracks." Zhao Ji bowed his hand politely to Chao Changwei. Although he was more inclined to the side of alchemists, he did not exclude Buddhism. After all, the new dynasty did not find a guy in a black coat to receive him, which was enough face.

Chang Wei saw the former Emperor bow his hand to himself, his self-esteem expanded infinitely, and his mouth subconsciously showed a sand carving smile. However, a flash of lightning fell from the sky and woke him up on the spot.

Huang Laoxie did not show up in the shadow and said on the player's communication channel: "put the emperor's son in Xu Yichen's dormitory. The horse thief who dares to bribe the quartermaster has no time to sleep today."

Chang Wei made a OK gesture in the direction of Huang Laoxie. He turned around and regained the dignity of the master. The treasure elephant made a gesture of invitation to Zhao Ji. When the crowd behind Zhao Ji also intended to enter, the guards on both sides reached out to stop them.

"No one is allowed to enter the military camp The guard looked ahead, not at anyone's face.

"Go back, all of you. I'm very safe here. I'll go back in a few days." On the contrary, Zhao Ji himself didn't care. He was very calm and trusted the new dynasty. After all, they had already started to kill themselves.

"Officials, how many people stay close to you to take care of your daily life?" The valet did not dare to make any noise and could only whisper BB, but Zhao Ji had gone far under the guidance of Chang Wei. There were only two cold faced guards left in front of him, and his companions had stepped back several steps.

As the new dynasty took power longer and longer, those who thought they had a chance to get from the Dragon realized that they were wasting their time. After a look at it, the valet could only feel that the people were scattered and the team was becoming more and more difficult to take.

"Mr. Zhao, this is from the heart of the devil, evil spirit entangled, said to want to solve it is simple, we have an expert to solve this problem." Chang Wei introduced with a smile: "you should have heard of the Yan Mo club in Bianjing city a while ago?"

"Of course, I have heard that the evil spirits of the previous dynasty for several decades have been recorded clearly in historical books. I thought it would take some time to solve the problem, but I didn't expect it would be such a result." The smile of the artist's emperor was filled with emotion. It was because of this that he came to visit him.

Even Yan Mo has been beaten to his knees. It must be easier for him to be such a trivial matter?

"Today, we will specially arrange you and the hero who solved the problem of Yan Mo in the same dormitory. We will definitely cure the disease with medicine!" Chang Wei smiles like a drug dealer selling fake drugs and pushes open the door of Xu Yichen's dormitory.

Zhao Ji only felt a gust of wind coming. Although the power of the previous emperor was not weak, which was comparable to the level 14 and 5 players, he couldn't hold people up. He killed two corrupt officials recently and scared an old man to death. He had just seen blood. How about that?Looking up, Xu Yichen is cleaning up his [war disaster] sword with a burning jade knife with strong liquor on the table. Although the daily maintenance of this legendary weapon has not been pulled down since it was followed by a demon hunter, it is the first time that it has been thoroughly cleaned up.

At this time, the blood on the table had already flowed down the corner of the table. The saw tooth chain of the pure gold plating was removed and put aside. Xu Yichen was holding a long dagger and was scratching the blood deep inside the gear. The blood melted by the liquor dyed his fingers.

's bloodthirsty, the spirit of the fear make complaints about the maintenance techniques of the hunter's hunter. The naked eye is shining and washing everything in the room.

Zhao Ji's face turned white, and he felt that his hysteria was half cured on the spot. Although the drug was fierce, it was three parts poisonous. I'm afraid he could not resist the drug!

"Such a brave general, I still don't bother you?" Zhao Ji looked at Chang Wei with some embarrassment. He could not have imagined that the fat headed and big eared monk was also an old silver coin!

"Why did Mr. Zhao say that?" Chang Wei took Zhao Ji into the room: "we have always been a double room, no one bothers anyone, he has been used to it."

I'm not used to it!

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