Great World of Magic Cube Chapter 1948:

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"Huh?"

The sound of "Huh" was naturally issued by Ito Cheng, but it wasn't Zhao Mu's resistance or Zhao Mu's swordsmanship. After all, no matter how superb Zhao Mu's swordsmanship was, he was still in the mortal stage. The field of sacred technology is not too exaggerated for Ito Cheng, but the potential and meaning it brings out under this blow are somewhat beyond the expectations of Ito Cheng.

Although it is in a passive situation, and may not even be discovered by Zhao Mu as an attacker, it still shows that Zhao Mu already has the qualification to attract spiritual realm! In that case, what about the masters of swordsmanship, who are more powerful than Zhao Mu, who are known as sword sages, and the experts of various schools? Has it achieved the extent to which it can quote fine Divine Power?

This is what Ito Cheng is concerned about! Because it is entirely possible to raise the upper limit of military force in this world!

However, Ito Cheng also knows that it is not a time of crankiness, so the arm is gently lifted, and it suddenly appears in the manner of movement that is clearly visible to other people's eyes. It is next to the blade that Zhao Mu handed to the throat. The blade hit the sword in one step.

In an instant, I heard the sound of "Bang", half of the blade was immediately disconnected from the blade, twirled and shot far away, and finally nailed **** the side wall of room.

Then Ito Cheng raised his foot and kicked on the lower abdomen of Zhao Abdomen, who had a sudden pupil shrinkage.

"Bang!"

In an instant, Zhao Mu flew out at a faster speed than when he came. Hit the wall next to it.

"Come on..."

The rack that disperse shattered by huge force collapsed immediately, and the messy disperse fell to the ground.

"Ah!"

Hou Ye, who has always been invincible, was knocked down. The maid Cui Niang aside screamed in fear.

But I probably know that Zhao Mu has a special hobby and is used to the relationship between the screams in the room of the waiting master. Therefore, although Cui Niang shouted very loudly, there are still no half guards and doormen who dare to enter the house. In the middle, An Fen kept patrolling outside.

Maybe they never thought about it. Can someone sneak in silently at this time? Or maybe I have enough confidence in Zhao Mu's swordsmanship, and I don't think any assassins can hurt him.

The unpleasant Ito Cheng's head twisted and stared fiercely at Cui Niang. Immediately. Cui Niang rolled her eyes, her rising face fell to the ground, her eyes wide open and she lost her breath.

Obviously, under that stare, Cui Niang’s Soul was shocked by the light of disperse in the eyes of Ito Cheng.

"You are a member of the Yin-Yang family!?" Zhao Mu said with a terrified awkward look at Cui Niang's strange death method.

"You don't need to know this." Looking back at Zhao Mu's Ito Cheng, he said softly. Immediately reaching with one hand, Zhao Mu's body was like being held by an invisible big hand. He flew to Ito Cheng by himself, and finally fell into his hands.

"No, don't kill me, I am willing to allegiance to you and become your slave!" Zhao Mu said with a trembling voice in fear.

"Ah, that's right. And Zhao Ya, if you like it, I can give her to you. If I'm not satisfied, I can also give you many women, princesses, princesses, and eldest daughters. As long as you ask , I will help you find any kind of woman." Zhao Mu quickly remembered and continued.

I heard Zhao Mu’s words. Mrs. Ya's face was white, and a remorse rose in her heart, watching Ito Cheng's eyes become murky and regretful.

This powerful man, who should have belonged to him, has lost it because of his wrong choice...

Thinking of this, Madam Ya's eyes burst into tears of regret.

"Women, I have." Ito Cheng said softly.

Finally, when the Divine Power was released, it instantly invaded Zhao Mu's mind and forcibly searched the memory in Zhao Mu's mind. Of course, what you need to know is not a secret conspiracy, but the situation of military force in this world.

It’s just a pity that it didn’t work out. In addition to knowing that he is the illegitimate child of Chu Guochun Shenjun, Zhao Mu’s conspiracy came to replace Wang Zhao to succeed in the throne, and the rest is how to harm the woman and kill the enemy’s memory. As for swordsmanship, I only knew that it was Chun Chunjun's side, and I learned from a sword master invited by Chun Shenjun. He didn't know what school he was.

Anyway, it must not be the Mohists.

"Huh." Ito Cheng who got these memories pouted his lips, burned these useless memories into nothingness with a spirit fire, and twisted Zhao Mu's neck and twisted his mouth and eyes to lose his life. Tossed his hand and dropped it to the ground.

"Bang."

Hearing this muffled sound, Mrs. Yak eventually who has been in regret has recovered.

"Chen Lang." Madam Ya yelled her lips, and cried quietly.

"The opportunity has been given to you, but you are not sure. This is your responsibility." Ito Cheng looked at Mrs. Ya quietly and said softly.

"I know." Madam Ya bit her lip and said, "But I can help you."

"What help me?" Ito Cheng raised an eyebrow.

"I can tell someone that Zhao Mu was killed by someone else, so that someone will not know Zhao Mu's true cause of death, nor will Brother Wang let his anger vent to you." Mrs. Ya said quickly.

"I think there is actually a better choice than the method you said." Ito Cheng smiled lowly.

Mrs. Ya heard her face pale and closed her eyes as if she accepted her life. She said softly, "If Chen Lang really wants to do that, Ya has nothing to say."

"Oh." Ito Cheng chuckled and didn't do it.

Wait for a moment, I still didn’t feel how happy Mrs. Ya’s face was. She quickly opened her eyes and turned to Ito Cheng. Her face glowed with light and said, "Chen Lang, are you willing to forgive Ya?"

"Forgive? I've never been angry because of your choice. It's just that because of your choice, some opportunities will no longer come to you." Ito Cheng said indifferently.

Mrs. Ya's face changed slightly again after hearing this answer. The look of regret and regret appeared in his eyes. Then Qiang smiled and said, "I know, Chen Lang no longer trusts Ya. But Ya still has to say that Ya will cut off contact with all men in the future. From then on, he will serve Chen Lang wholeheartedly and prove Chen Ya's Sincerity."

Ito Cheng smiled silently without speaking.

"In addition, there is an intelligence system covering Handan and most of the Zhao Kingdom in Yashou’s hands, willing to contribute to Chen Lang, only asking Chen Lang not to rush Ya away. Let Ya stay with you and have the opportunity to prove to Chen Lang "Ya's heart." Then, Madam Ya, who was somewhat eager, said again.

"Is the intelligence system..." Ito Cheng narrowed his eyes.

As a person born in later generations, Ito Cheng naturally understands the importance of the intelligence system, so every time before the world is attacked, the current world data will be collected to assist, and when the strategy is launched. Take the lead in establishing an intelligence system.

For example, when we first took a look at Datang World and the Three Kingdoms World, the most time spent was on the establishment of intelligence stations, followed by burying secrets, or global strategy.

So this time is no exception. He is planning to make a lot of money after he settles down. Establish intelligence networks throughout the Seven Warring States and across the world to provide help for future wars of strategy!

Therefore, Zhao Ya’s proposal is still a bit heartening. After all, establishing an intelligence network during the Warring States Period was more difficult than any dynasty after Qin. Not only did the writing need to be re-learned. Language should not fall, at least seven or eight languages ​​including Zhou Dynasty Mandarin and local dialects of various countries. Coupled with the class and slavery that existed in this era and the hatred of the country for hundreds of years, unrelated foreigners can’t really insert it, let alone enter the family of the royal family and the public.

But there is no way to solve it. Ito Cheng can use the technical power of Magic Cube to create a portable translator and distribute it to every spy who is going out to perform tasks to help them complete this step. Similarly, the premise of manufacturing a translation machine is that it requires Ito Cheng to collect information on the language and language of various countries. It is also not a short-term solution, so it is really not convenient to directly receive the information system established by local indigenous people.

"You are intentional." Ito Cheng chuckled lightly.

Mrs. Ya sees this and smiles softly on her face. She twists her waist and walks to the front of Ito Cheng. She stretches out her hands and embraces his waist. Seeing no objection from Ito Cheng, Mrs. Ya's heart was more settled, and she put her head on the chest of Ito Cheng with joy, listening to the powerful heartbeat coming from the chest.

"Boom, boom..."

"Chen Lang, please leave here quickly, I'll call someone to "discover" the situation here." After a moment, Madam Ya's expression was certain, and she quickly looked up and said to Ito Cheng.

"You certain will serve me wholeheartedly?" Ito Cheng looked down at Madam Ya's eyes and whispered.

"Do you want people to take their hearts out, does Chen Lang believe it?" Madam Ya smiled amusedly.

"Okay, let me see what you think." Ito Cheng said, raising his arm and pressing the palm of Mrs. Ya's neck. In an instant, Madam Ya felt her head dizzy and her consciousness became blurred.

"After all...Do you believe me..." Madam Ya smirked and lost consciousness.

Ito Cheng gently put Mrs. Ya down on the ground, reached for her finger, laid a Genjutsu (Illusionary Technique) on her body, and immediately stood up straight, mobilizing Transformation Technique to transform herself into a skinny old man. Jumped out of the window pavilion next to it.

"Pap!"

"Wow."

A burst of hardwood crackled and spread across the mansion.

"Ah! There are assassins!" Ito Cheng, who was rushing outward, imitated the voice of Cui Niang before, screaming loudly.

"What!"

Under this scream, the entire Julu Palace became chaotic.

The Ito Cheng, who became a thin and thin old man, did not hide anymore. He rushed towards the place with a big defeat, and then a team of soldiers who rushed out appeared in front of him. The cold light flashed in Ito Cheng's eyes, and he rushed in front of the soldiers. Before they responded, he grabbed a short sword and swept across them with a few words, and then turned around and rushed from their side. After passing by, he jumped over the high wall in the sight of another group of soldiers who ran over and escaped from the Juluhou Mansion.

"Hurry up!" the soldier shouted with a big change in his face.

On the other side, Ito Cheng, who had escaped from Juluhou Mansion, sprang directly into the side alley, turned three to five times to an uninhabited land, and then activated the Space ability to instantly disappear from his place. .

In the next second, Ito Cheng, who still maintained the appearance of a thin old man, appeared in Madam Ya’s room in Madam Ya’s mansion.

"Boom."

Ito Cheng lifted Transformation Technique, walked to the bed in room and sat down short.

"At the end, Zhao Ya was psychologically disappointed." Ito Cheng smiled lowly.

......

With this at the same time, the soldiers still staying in Juluhou’s residence eventually discovered the situation of the master they want to guard-Juluhou Zhaomu, and also found that he was covered in blood and a pair of serious injuries were dying. The figure of Mrs. Ya.

"Hurry up and call the doctor!" one of the soldiers shouted loudly.

"Yes!"

"Also, quickly spread the news that Juluhou was stabbed to the king."

"Yes."

The soldiers then divided again, ran to the palace and the doctor’s house, and asked the doctor and the king to report the death of Julu Hou.

Among them, please ask the doctor to save Zhao Ya. There is naturally nothing to say here, it is just a mess of things. When it came to the palace, it was surging, and the wrath of thunder filled the hall.

"Check me! Check hard! Be sure to find the **** assassin!" Wearing a black blouse, the body is a little bloated and fair-skinned, but the spirit does not seem to be uplifting, but there is a kind of impending The old man looked aloud loudly. I don't know whether he felt resentful for the killing of his beloved male Zhao Mu, or whether his sister Zhao Ya was stabbed.

Should the former be more important? After all, he didn't even'love' the women in the harem, how could he care too much about his sister? Zhao Mu, who is still close to himself, made him feel bad.

"Oh, what's the situation with Mrs. Ya?" At this time, eventually asked Wang Zhao of his sister~IndoMTL.com~ is being treated by Tai Chi. The specific situation is unclear. "The official from the newspaper replied.

"I'm not going to see it clearly!" Wang Zhao roared.

"Yes." Neiguan panicked and quickly quit the inner palace.

About two hours later, in a bedroom in the heavily guarded Juluhou’s mansion, accompanied by a whisper of quietness, Mrs. Zhao Ya, the wife of Ya, who had been under the care of many maidservants, woke up from the coma. Over here.

"I'm not dead!?" Ms. Ya said blankly, looking at the interior of room.

"Wake up! Madam Ya wakes up! Go and call Taichi." At this moment, a maidservant who heard Madam Ya's words said anxiously. Then the panicked footsteps rang in Mrs. Ya's ears.

"It turned out that I wasn't dead." eventually confirmed that she was not dead. Madam Ya's face smiled softly, and her eyes were filled with joy. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile users, please read.)