Black Book

Chapter 226: Be alert and don't lose face

By analogy, if there is a guy who is too strong to be killed in one second, and it becomes a protracted battle, then it will be troublesome...

Just as Zhu Haomiao was thinking and summing up his experience, Liu Haisheng turned his neck stiffly, looked at the young man who was looking down in thought, opened his mouth with difficulty, and wanted to say something.

But the destructive energy had annihilated all his vitality. His lips trembled slightly, and his bright pupils gradually turned gray, while his exposed skin was emitting gray-black particles visible to the naked eye.

The brutal and feminine force wreaked havoc, tearing apart the most basic cell structure.

Silently, a living person slowly "melted and evaporated" in front of Zhu Haomiao, forming a sky full of gray-black smoke, which disappeared in the breeze in an instant.

Looking at the clothes and sword that fell to the ground naturally without any damage, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but nod slightly.

His control became more and more exquisite, and his destructive power did not overflow at all, but was fully exerted on the target...

However, if the seal is completely lifted, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it with ease...

Zhu Haomiao clenched his fists, looked up at the increasingly violent disaster clouds in the sky, and took a slow, deep breath.

【lazy】!
Grayish-white threads quickly condensed from the void, entwined and wrapped around, and re-formed a triple stable seal.

Rumble~
Thick dark clouds rolled endlessly in the sky, deafening thunder split the sky, and in the dark, it seemed that there were invisible gods roaring in anger.

However, without the lock of the divine connection, the transformation of ascension was temporarily stopped. Without the target resonance, the strange phenomenon in the sky could only slowly dissipate.

Seeing the sky clear up again, Zhu Haomiao suppressed the discomfort of the interruption, exhaled a breath, stabilized the throbbing of his soul and flesh, and pursed his lips in a speech that was difficult to describe.

What kind of challenge is this...

It's getting more and more unbearable...

Gritting his teeth, the boy looked at the small pile of "relics" on the ground.

Finding a bright yellow silk package from the remaining clothes, Zhu Haomiao took out a huge and majestic jade seal and held it in his palm.

【Granted by Heaven, Long Live and Prosperity】

Looking at the ancient and mysterious seal characters on the jade seal, Zhu Haomiao narrowed his eyes slightly and his spiritual consciousness quietly probed into it.

"Refine the false into the true, and the real and the unreal become one..."

He silently activated the refining technique and permeated the jade seal with his own aura.

In a trance, Zhu Haomiao felt that his spiritual consciousness was constantly spreading, crossing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, as if he was the supreme god, overlooking the vast territory of more than tens of millions of square kilometers.

His words carry the laws of heaven, his steps are yin and yang!
Is this the lure of power?
No wonder countless heroes from ancient times to the present have bowed down to him...

Staring at the holy object in his hand, a twisted and greedy black light flashed in Zhu Haomiao's eyes, but it was suppressed in an instant.

I……

Bah! I don't really want to overthrow the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, what am I holding it for? !

[Black Book]: Dao Heart +10
"?!!"

After pondering for a long time with a mind full of questions, Zhu Haomiao suppressed his doubts, looked at the sword on the ground, and stretched out his hand to grab it.

Qiang~
The sword shot up and automatically fell into the young man's hand. A faint dragon pattern was hidden on the cold and shining sword edge.

This is actually a [real] sword!
After a slight sense, Zhu Haomiao raised his eyebrows in surprise, and without hesitation, he activated the magic spell to start refining.

The young man held the sword in one hand and the seal in the other, looking towards the north gate of the Forbidden City with an evil and cruel smile.

shuh~
The slender, dark figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and soon caught up with a large group of people who were fleeing in panic.

"Lord Buddha, it's bad, the foreigners are coming in!" "Sarilang~Sarilang~Ah~~~"

Following behind the crowd, he roared secretly, followed by a shrill and ferocious wail "before death". Looking at the eunuchs and palace maids screaming and scattering like birds and beasts, Zhu Haomiao smiled like a mischievous child.

Seeing the large army scatter in panic, leaving only a dozen loyal servants escorting the old man and the young away, the young man disappeared from the spot in an instant with a malicious smile on his face.

"Hurry, hurry! After we leave Shenwu Gate, let's find a few carriages and head directly north. We must not stop along the way!"

The leading guard urged loudly and almost ran as fast as he could, carrying the young man in the dragon robe.

The pale old woman at the back was also carried by two eunuchs and ran all the way without touching the ground.

However, when a group of people rushed out of Shenwu Gate, the guard leading the way suddenly braked and looked towards the distance with horror.

At the end of everyone's sight, a tall and slender black figure had his back to them, and seemed to be looking up to admire Jingshan Mountain behind him.

Sensing the gazes of the people behind him, Zhu Haomiao turned around, looked around, and finally cast his gaze on the old woman with a face twisted with fear.

"Old Buddha, I heard that Chongzhen was hanged on an old crooked tree on this mountain. Now it's your turn~"

The smile on the boy's face was bright and sunny, but the words he spoke were as cold as the wind in the far north, icy and bone-chilling!

After saying this, Zhu Haomiao looked at the young man in dragon robe who was also terrified and desperate, and comforted him softly.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. A family should be neat and tidy. I promise to find you a crooked tree that is even crooked than the old Buddha! When it is hung up, it will sway in the wind and be extremely elegant~"

Listening to the boy's cruel and teasing words, the old woman seemed to have a picture of herself hanging on a tree, swaying in the wind, in her mind. She was so frightened that her legs were trembling and smelly water stains were spreading under her body.

In contrast, the young man in dragon robe still maintained the last bit of courage and said through gritted teeth.

"I...I am willing to abdicate, I only ask the hero to spare my life."

Seeing that the other party still wanted to negotiate terms, Zhu Haomiao sighed and shook his head.

"It's too late. The Mandate of the Qing Dynasty is dead. There is no point in you living..."

"Do not……"

Before he could continue speaking, the young man raised his sword and slashed it in the air. The sharp sword light as thin as a cicada's wing flashed by.

【Armor-piercing Strength·Invincible】

【Flying Mang Jin·Starfall】

A dozen loyal servants froze in place for a moment, their eyes slowly widened, and a bright red line of blood appeared on their necks.

puff~
The heads of the dead with their eyes open fell to the ground one after another. Without the support of their servants, the old woman and the young man in dragon robe fell to the ground, and were soon soaked in the gushing blood.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The nose was lingering with the stench of fresh blood. The slaves who were alive just now turned into headless corpses in the blink of an eye. The two survivors fell into the pile of corpses, screaming madly and fearfully.

"Tsk tsk, you two are the face of the Qing Dynasty after all, how can you bark like a broken-backed dog?"

"Come on! Don't lose face!"

The young man held a sword in one hand and a seal in the other, and paced leisurely, raising the corner of his mouth playfully, admiring the distorted expressions of the two people on the verge of collapse.

Until the young man walked up to the two of them, the dark and strange shadow enveloped their souls like death, and the mentally collapsed old woman wailed and begged for mercy incoherently, kowtowing madly with disheveled hair.

(End of this chapter)