Magic world

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"Huh?"

This "Hey" was naturally made by Ito Cheng, but it was not for 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 and had not yet reached the level of a god. In the technical field, it is not an exaggeration for Ito Cheng, but the momentum and intention brought out by this blow are somewhat beyond Ito Cheng's expectation.

Although it was in a passive situation, and even Zhao Mu himself as the attacker might not have noticed it, it still showed that Zhao Mu had the qualifications to induce the spiritual realm! In that case, what about those swordsman masters known as sword masters who are more powerful than Zhao Mu in the world, as well as the masters of various schools? Have you reached the point where you can invoke spiritual power?

This is what Ito Cheng focuses on! Because this is entirely possible to increase the upper limit of force in this world!

However, Ito Cheng also knew that now was not the time to think wildly, so he raised his arm slightly, and suddenly appeared next to the sword blade that Zhao Mu handed to his throat in a movement that was clearly visible to the naked eye. A bullet hit the sword.

In an instant, there was a crisp "bang" sound, and half of the sword blade was immediately separated from the sword body, spinning and shooting into the distance, and finally was firmly nailed into the wall on one side of the room.

Then Ito Cheng raised his foot and kicked Zhao Fu in the lower abdomen, whose pupils suddenly shrank.

"boom!"

In an instant, Zhao Mu flew backwards at a faster speed than when he came in, and hit the standing wall next to him.

"Crash..."

The cabinet frame was shattered by the huge force and collapsed immediately. It was scattered messily on the ground.

"ah!"

Seeing the Hou Ye, who had always been invincible in the world, being knocked down, Cui Niang, the maid on the side, screamed in fear.

But he probably knew that Zhao Mu had a special hobby. She was also used to the fact that screams often came out of Mr. Hou's room, so even though Cui Niang screamed loudly. There were still no guards or doormen who dared to enter the house, and they were still patrolling outside peacefully.

Maybe they never thought that someone could sneak in here silently at this time? Or maybe he had enough confidence in Zhao Mu's swordsmanship and didn't think any assassin could hurt him.

Feeling unhappy, Ito Cheng turned his head and glared at the screaming Cui Niang. Immediately afterwards, Cui Niang rolled her eyes, her face turned blue and she fell to the ground, her eyes wide open and she lost her breath.

Obviously, under that glare. Cuiniang's soul was shaken away by the divine light in Ito Cheng's eyes.

"Are you from the Yin Yang family!?" Seeing Cui Niang's strange death, Zhao Mu said with a frightened expression.

"You don't need to know this." Ito Cheng, who turned back to look at Zhao Mu, said quietly. Then he stretched one hand forward, and as if Zhao Mu's body was being held by an invisible hand, he flew in front of Ito Cheng, and finally fell into his hand.

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

"Ah, by the way. And Zhao Ya, if you like it, I can give her to you. If you are not satisfied, I can also give you many women. Princesses, princesses, eldest daughters of aristocratic families, as long as you tell them, whatever I will help you find any woman." Zhao Mu, who thought of something again, continued quickly.

Hearing Zhao Mu's words. Mrs. Ya's face turned pale, and a feeling of regret suddenly rose in her heart. Looking at Ito Cheng, his eyes became filled with resentment and regret.

This powerful man should have belonged to him. Just because of my wrong choice, I have now lost...

Thinking of this, Mrs. Ya couldn't help but shed tears of regret in her eyes.

"Women, I have plenty." Ito Cheng said quietly.

After saying that, he unleashed his mental power and instantly invaded Zhao Mu's mind, forcibly searching for the memories in Zhao Mu's mind. Of course, what you want to know is not some secret conspiracy, but the state of military force in this world.

It's a pity that it didn't work out. In Zhao Mu's mind, apart from knowing that he was the illegitimate son of Chun Shenjun of Chu State, and that he came to Zhao in a conspiracy to replace King Zhao and achieve the throne, what was left in Zhao Mu's mind was some memories of how he harmed women and killed his enemies. As for swordsmanship, he only knew that he learned it from a swordsman who was invited by Lord Chun Shen. He didn't even know what the school was.

Anyway, it's definitely not from the Mo family.

"Tsk." Ito Cheng, who had obtained these memories, curled his lips and used spiritual fire to burn these useless memories into nothingness. He broke Zhao Mu's neck and threw away the lifeless Zhao Mu whose mouth and eyes were crooked. On the ground to the side.

"boom."

Hearing this muffled sound, Mrs. Ya, who had been in regret, finally came to her senses.

"Mr. Chen." Mrs. Ya curled her lips and called in a quiet voice.

"The opportunity has been given to you, but you failed to seize it. It is your own fault." Ito Cheng looked at Mrs. Ya with a flat look and said softly.

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

"What can you help me with?" Ito Cheng raised his eyebrows.

"I can tell others that Zhao Mu was killed by someone else. In this way, no one will know the true cause of Zhao Mu's death, and Brother Wang will not be allowed to vent his anger on you." Mrs. Ya quickly said.

"I think there is actually a better choice than the method you mentioned." Ito Cheng said with a low smile.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Ya's face turned pale, and she closed her eyes as if accepting her fate, and said softly, "If Mr. Chen really wants to do that, Ya has nothing to say."

"Ha." Ito Cheng chuckled and did not take action.

After waiting for a moment, Mrs. Ya, who still didn't feel anything about herself, looked happy. She quickly opened her eyes and looked at Ito Cheng, and said with a bright face, "Mr. Chen, are you willing to forgive Ya?"

"Forgive? I have never been angry because of your choices. It's just that because of your choices, certain opportunities will no longer come to you." Ito Cheng said softly and noncommittally.

After hearing this answer, Mrs. Ya's face changed slightly again, and her eyes showed resentment and regret. Then he forced a smile and said, "I know. Chen Lang no longer trusts Ya, but Ya still wants to say it. Ya will cut off contact with all men in the future, and serve Chen Lang wholeheartedly from now on. Use practical actions to prove to Chen Lang that Ya is Sincerity.”

Ito Cheng smiled silently and said nothing.

"In addition, Ya also has an intelligence system that covers Handan and most of Zhao. I am willing to contribute it to Chen Lang. I just ask Chen Lang not to drive Ya away and let Ya stay by his side. I will have the opportunity to prove Ya's intentions to Chen Lang." ." Then, Mrs. Ya, who looked a little anxious, said again.

"Intelligence system..." Ito Cheng secretly squinted his eyes.

As a person born in later generations, Ito Cheng naturally understands the importance of the intelligence system. Therefore, every time before conquering the world, we will collect information about the current world to assist, and when launching the assault, we will take the lead in establishing an intelligence system.

For example, when we first conquered the Tang Dynasty world and the Three Kingdoms world, we spent the most time on establishing intelligence stations, followed by laying secrets or conquering the world.

So this time is no exception. He is planning to send out manpower widely after he is stable. Establish an intelligence network throughout the Seven Warring States Kingdoms and around the world to provide help in future strategy wars!

Therefore, I am still a little excited about Zhao Ya's proposal. After all, establishing an intelligence network during the Warring States Period was more difficult than in any dynasty after Qin. Not only does writing need to be relearned, but language must also not be left behind. At least seven or eight languages ​​​​should be mastered, including the Mandarin of the Zhou Dynasty and the dialects of various countries. Coupled with the existence of classes and slaves in this era and the centuries-long national hatred, outsiders with no connections really can't get in. Not to mention entering the royal family and the royal family.

But it's not impossible to solve it. Ito Cheng can completely use the technological power in the Rubik's Cube world to create a portable translator. It is distributed to every spy who goes out on a mission to help them complete this transition. But similarly, the prerequisite for making a translator requires Ito Cheng to collect information on the texts and languages ​​​​of various countries, which does not take a short time. It can be solved, so there is really no convenience in directly receiving the intelligence system established by local indigenous people.

"You really have your heart." Ito Cheng chuckled.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Masa smiled softly, twisted her waist and walked to Ito Cheng, stretched out her hands and hugged his waist. Seeing that Ito Cheng had no objection, Mrs. Masa felt more confident, and she put her head on Ito Cheng's chest with a happy face, listening to the powerful heartbeat coming from the chest.

"Dong, dong..."

"Mr. Chen, get out of here quickly, so I can call someone to 'discover' what's going on here." After a moment, Mrs. Ya had a determined expression, and she quickly looked up at Ito Cheng and said.

"Are you sure you want to serve me wholeheartedly?" Ito Cheng lowered his head and looked into Mrs. Ya's eyes, and said softly.

"Does Mr. Chen have to take someone's heart out to believe it?" Mrs. Ya said with a smile.

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

"After all...don't you believe me..." Mrs. Ya laughed miserably and lost consciousness.

Ito Cheng gently lowered Mrs. Masa to the ground, stretched out his hand and placed a magic spell on her body. Then he immediately stood up straight, activated the transformation spell to transform himself into a skinny old man, and jumped up He jumped out from the nearby window pavilion.

"Snapped!"

"Wow."

A sound of cracking hardwood immediately spread throughout the mansion.

"Ah! There is an assassin!" Ito Cheng, who was running away, used his voice imitation technique to imitate the voice of Cuiniang he had seen before, and screamed loudly.

"What!"

Under this scream, the entire Juluhou Mansion immediately became chaotic.

Ito Cheng, who had turned into a skinny old man, did not hide, and rushed towards a certain place in defeat, and then a group of rushing soldiers appeared in front of him. A cold light flashed in Ito Cheng's eyes, and he rushed in front of the soldiers. Before they could react, he grabbed a dagger and swept it past them several times. Then, without stopping, he turned over and walked away from them. He rushed over, jumped over the high wall under the watchful eyes of another group of soldiers running over, and escaped from the Juluhou Mansion.

"Hurry up and chase!" the soldier shouted with a changed expression.

On the other side, Ito Cheng, who escaped from Juluhou Mansion, ran directly into the alley on the side, turned around and arrived at an uninhabited land, and then activated his space ability to instantly disappear from the place.

The next second, in Mrs. Masa's mansion, Ito Cheng, who still looked like a skinny old man, appeared in Mrs. Masa's room.

"Bang."

Ito Cheng released the transformation technique, walked to the bed in the room, and sat down.

"Zhao Ya was probably very disappointed at the end." Ito Cheng said with a low smile.

…

At the same time, in the Juluhou Mansion, the soldiers who were still behind finally discovered the condition of the master they were guarding, Juluhou Zhao Mu, and along the way, they also discovered the body of Lady Ya, who was covered in blood and looked like she was seriously injured and on the verge of death. figure.

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

"yes!"

"Also, please quickly spread the news of Julu Hou's assassination to the king."

"yes."

Immediately, the soldiers were divided again and rushed to the palace and the imperial physician's home respectively to invite the imperial physician and report to King Zhao that Juluhou had been assassinated.

Among them, asking the imperial doctor to save Zhao Ya naturally had nothing to say, it was just a mess. When they arrived at the palace, there was a raging storm, and the wrath of thunder filled the court.

"Check it for me! Check it hard! You must find that damn assassin for me!" Wearing a black uniform, his body is a bit bloated and his skin is fair, but his spirit does not appear to be very exciting. Instead, he looks like he is about to die. The man said loudly with a look of hatred on his face. I don't know whether he was angry because his beloved boy Zhao Mu was killed, or whether he was angry because his sister Zhao Ya was stabbed.

Thinking about it, there should be more of the former? After all, he doesn't even love the women in the harem, so why would he care too much about his own sister? Zhao Mu, who was still close to him, made him feel heartbroken.

"By the way, how is Mrs. Ya's condition?" At this time, King Zhao, who finally thought of his sister, asked.

"He is receiving treatment from the imperial doctor. The specific situation is not clear yet." The internal official who came to report replied.

"Don't let me see clearly yet!" King Zhao roared angrily.

"Yes." The inner official responded in panic and quickly exited the inner palace.

About two hours later, in a bedroom in the heavily guarded Juluhou's mansion, accompanied by a faint groan, Mrs. Ya Zhao Ya, who had been guarded by many maids, faintly woke up from her coma.

"I'm not dead!?" Mrs. Ya said with a confused face as she looked at the furnishings in the room.

"Wake up! Mrs. Ya is awake! Go and call the doctor quickly." At this time, a maidservant who heard Mrs. Ya's words said urgently. Then, panicked footsteps rang in Mrs. Ya's ears.

"It turns out, I'm not dead." Mrs. Ya, who finally confirmed that she was not dead, whispered with a soft smile on her face, her eyes full of joy. (To be continued...)