Magic world

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After taking care of Han Jie, Ito Cheng was not polite to the other two people. With two simple moves, he asked Bian Dongshan and Zhongsun Xuanhua to accompany their master and junior brother.

"Come here." Ito Cheng shouted after finishing dealing with Cao Qiudao's group.

"My subordinates are here." A few muscular guards with injuries came out of the crowd and bowed to retaliate.

"Carry the bodies of the four of them down and hand them over to the guards outside, and ask them to send the bodies to the secret guards. I want to know who planned this incident." Ito Cheng ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes." The guards took the order, stepped forward in pairs, picked up one of the bodies, and moved them outside.

"Okay, the matter has been resolved, let's all disperse." While the college guards were carrying the bodies, Ito Cheng said to the surrounding teachers and students of Julu Academy.

"Yes." The teachers and students responded in unison and slowly dispersed.

But at this time, the faces of the teachers and students no longer had the depression and anger they had when Cao Qiudao and the four attacked, but were full of excitement. They gathered together in twos and threes and talked about what they had just seen. Although they could not understand it, they It was a shocking battle that felt so powerful that even Ito Cheng believed that it wouldn't be long before stories about this incident would spread in Handan City and become an interesting conversation piece for civilians to pass the time.

"Husband, I'm sorry for causing you trouble." After everyone left, Wu Tingfang lowered his head and walked to Ito Cheng with a guilty look on his face, and whispered.

"Ni has caused trouble for the king." Then, Zhao Ni on the side also stepped forward and apologized.

"It doesn't matter. After all, no one can predict this, as long as everyone is fine." Ito Cheng comforted the two with a smile.

"Otherwise. Like Sister Qian'er and Sister Xiu'er, I'll hand over my position as chief." Although he was comforted. Wu Tingfang, who was still confused, said hesitantly.

Obviously, she is very interested in this interesting job as the head of the college. If this matter hadn't been really big and affected the king, she would never have offered to give up her position.

"Yes, Your Majesty, let us give up our positions." Zhao Ni also quickly agreed.

"No, no matter what you do, I will send more guards later to strengthen the defense of the academy. As well as the security work of the two of you, I believe that even if Cao Qiudao is resurrected, he will not be able to catch him so easily. It's your turn." Ito Cheng waved his hand and smiled nonchalantly.

"Then...okay." Wu Tingfang and Zhao Ni looked at each other. They really liked their current life. After a slight hesitation, they nodded in agreement.

"Your Majesty." At this time, Zhao Pan, who had not spoken much, suddenly walked up to Ito Cheng, knelt down, and bowed.

"Pan'er!?" Zhao Ni said in surprise. Ito Cheng and Wu Tingfang also looked at Zhao Pan who was kneeling on the ground with surprised eyes.

"I want to learn the sword from you, please allow me." Zhao Pan said firmly, ignoring his mother's call.

"I won't teach you." Ito Cheng said quietly.

Zhao Pan fell down after hearing this, and his face facing the ground showed an uncontrollable look of disappointment. Zhao Ni, who had never seen her child ask anyone or anything so solemnly, couldn't bear it. She opened her mouth to plead for him. But before she could say anything, Ito Cheng's voice rang again.

"But I will arrange for someone to guide you later."

"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty." Zhao Panfu, whose voice was full of disappointment, bowed and then stood up from the ground with a lonely face.

"Don't think I'm trying to deal with you." Looking at Zhao Pan. Thinking that he was still just a teenager after all, Ito Cheng sneered and reminded, "Although the person I arranged for you is not as good as me, in terms of swordsmanship. He is also a first-class master in the world, compared to Cao Qiudao doesn't want to give in too much. It's enough to guide you."

"But he's not the best." Zhao Pan's face rose and he said forcefully with his neck raised.

"What is the best? Being strong is the best?" Ito Cheng asked with a sneer.

"It's not the best. How can it be strong?" Zhao Pan, thinking that he had already contradicted him anyway, might as well just fight to the bottom, continued to ask firmly.

"The dancer in the palace is the best. Even if he is released to the world, he will still be the top one. Does that mean he is powerful?" Ito Cheng mocked.

"That's a dancer, not a swordsman!" Zhao Pan blushed and retorted.

"There is no difference between the two!" Ito Cheng said coldly, "The best does not mean the strongest, and vice versa. Only the best and the most powerful are the most powerful, and you, now What you need to learn is how to give yourself the opportunity to become the best, so for you, I have arranged enough people."

Zhao Pan's expression changed for a while, and the announcer bowed and said, "Pan'er has learned a lesson."

Until she saw this, Zhao Ni, who had been worried about the two of them having an unpleasant encounter, finally breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed. As a mother who is caught between her husband and her own man, who is also the kind of totalitarian man who can kill thousands of people with just one thought, it is difficult enough for her.

"I have something to remind you." Seeing that Zhao Pan had composed his mind, Ito Cheng spoke again.

"Your Majesty, please speak." Zhao Pan responded respectfully.

"Practicing a sword is very hard, and it takes a long time to master a sword. It may take three or five years, or it may take ten or twenty years, or you may not be able to practice peerless swordsmanship in a lifetime, but your You only have one chance, as long as you give up, don't expect me to arrange for someone to teach you again in this life." Ito Cheng said in a cold tone.

"Pan has written it down. Pan will never give up." Zhao Pan raised his head, looked firmly at Ito Cheng's eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"I will wait and see." Ito Cheng said quietly.

"Nier, Tingfang, let's go back to the palace." Then Ito Cheng ignored Zhao Pan and walked towards the academy while saying to Zhao Ni and Wu Tingfang.

Wu Tingfang glanced at Zhao Pan with some surprise, smiled, and said nothing. He followed up with Ito Cheng. It was Zhao Ni who saw the sudden change in her temperament. I didn't know what to say for a moment, and my heart was full of joy that my son had grown up. He was worried about his son's future, and his expression was very complicated.

"Mother, I will definitely make the king look at me with admiration." Zhao Pan looked at his mother and said softly but firmly.

"Mother believes in you." Zhao Ni moved her lips, stretched out her hand to caress Zhao Pan's cheek, and said softly.

"Okay, mother, go quickly, don't let the king wait in a hurry." Zhao Pan chuckled after hearing his mother's words. urged.

"You kid." Zhao Ni rolled her eyes angrily, as if she had become immoral again, but she didn't stay in the academy any longer. She simply explained a few words to Zhao Pan and then turned around and walked outside the academy. Go.

"Wait, I will definitely impress you." After Zhao Ni's figure disappeared completely, Zhao Pan's face was filled with determination again, and he clenched his right hand into a fist and secretly swore.

Obviously, in Zhao Pan's semi-mature heart, Ito Cheng, who has the dual identity of stepfather and king, has unknowingly become the object of his admiration and desire to be recognized.

…

the next day. In accordance with the words, Ito Cheng increased the guard force to Julu Academy and Zhao Ni and Wu Tingfang, and sent Shi A, the eldest brother of Wang Yue, the top swordsman of the Three Kingdoms, to Zhao Pan from the Three Kingdoms Dahua in the Rubik's Cube World. Responsible for teaching him the knowledge of swordsmanship.

Also on the same day. The secret guards of the Zhao State, who obtained relevant information from the brains of the assassins who were killed on the spot and the four masters and apprentices of Cao Qiudao, also followed the clues to follow the clues and launched a crackdown on the rebellions hidden in the Zhao State.

For a time, blood bloomed everywhere in the Zhao Kingdom. It adds a lot of chilling atmosphere to this harsh winter.

A few days later.

In the main hall of King Zhao's palace, a man and three women were sitting in the main hall.

Men need not say much. It is none other than the current King of Zhao, Ito Cheng. The women are Zhao Zhi and Shanlan. He is about the same appearance as Zhao Zhi, and is 70-80% similar in appearance, but is slightly shorter than Zhao Zhi, who looks like a later model. He is also about 1.7 meters tall. His skin is fair and delicate, his eyes are full of light, and much more She has a spicy flavor that Zhao Zhi doesn't have, and she looks a little older than Zhao Zhi. She has a graceful figure, full of energy and strength, and she vaguely gives people the temperament of a dormant female leopard.

Without any further guessing, Ito realized the identity of the woman. She must be Shanrou, the eldest sister of the three sisters.

"My sisters and I are here to thank the king for helping us avenge our family feud and rescuing Shanlan so that the three of my sisters can be reunited." Shanrou said in a sonorous tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took the second sister Shanlan and the third sister Zhao Zhi (Shanzhi) beside him and bowed down.

"There is no need for this. You know, my purpose of helping you is not pure." Ito Cheng chuckled.

"I have heard the reason from Third Sister, but even so, it is an indisputable fact that the King helped our sisters, and this thank you is necessary." Shanrou straightened up and said simply.

"Ha~" Ito Cheng chuckled, and then asked with interest, "How does Miss Rou feel about my proposal?"

"Your Majesty, do you really want me to be your woman?" Shanrou's eyes flashed and she asked in a deep voice.

"Originally it was not strong. It was the kind of state where you are happy to gain and lose no problem. But after meeting you in person, I have to say that I am indeed interested." Ito Cheng expressed his mentality very honestly.

For a person who has reached his level, his thoughts are sincere and there is no need to lie.

"Since the king can investigate the matter of my sisters, I must also know my identity. Isn't the king afraid that I will find an opportunity to kill you?" Shanrou asked.

Shanrou's identity is actually very simple. In addition to being the eldest sister of Shanlan and Zhao Zhi, she is also the fourth brother and close disciple of Cao Qiudao who was killed by Ito Cheng a few days ago. Therefore, there is a murderous relationship between the two. Teacher hatred exists. In a country like Qi where Confucian etiquette and holy conduct followed the Five Cardinal Principles of Heaven and Earth, kings, relatives and teachers, the hatred of killing a master was only as great as the hatred of killing one's father and killing one's mother. It was regarded as a sworn enemy.

"I trust you." Ito Cheng smiled.

Shanrou's eyes flashed slightly, and something strange flashed in her heart.

As an assassin who has been wandering in a dark world full of killings for many years, trusting this kind of thing is almost difficult to find. After so many years, I haven't encountered a few, so at this time, I suddenly heard a stranger When she said: I trust you, Shanrou couldn't help but feel a strange emotion in her heart, especially since the person who said this was a king of a country, a king who destroyed their homeland, and a person who was both Shanrou and her three brothers. When sisters, the great benefactor of their Shan family, and the enemy of her kind and gentle murderer exist in such a complex of multiple contradictions, the strange emotion becomes even greater.

"Since you want me, Shanrou, to be your woman, then show me some skills, otherwise I, Shanrou, will not accept it." After a moment of silence, Shanrou proudly raised his head and looked directly at Ito Cheng sonorously. road.

"What kind of skills do you want to see?" Ito Cheng asked with interest.

"This is up to the king." Shanrou kicked the ball back again.

"Okay, today I'll let you, Zenrou, take a look at my abilities." Ito Cheng looked at Zenrou with great interest and said loudly.

The next moment, Shanrou, Shanlan, and Zhao Zhi felt that the surrounding space had changed. The originally empty and deep hall suddenly appeared in the surrounding white clouds, and the endless blue sky stretched as far as the eye could see.

"Ah~" Looking at everything around them, Shanlan and Zhao Zhi couldn't help but exclaimed. Although Shan Rou was not like the two of them, there was an incredible look on her face.

"How is this skill?" At this time, Ito Cheng's frivolous voice asked beside Shanrou, Shanlan and Zhao Zhi.

Then, Shanrou and Zhao Zhi felt their waists tighten and were wrapped by an arm. The two of them blushed slightly and did not struggle. They both turned their heads to one side shyly.

"Is this a magic trick?" Shanrou asked with a flash of eyes.

The so-called magic is illusion.

"You can try it using the method you know to see if it is an illusion." Ito Cheng chuckled.

Shanrou didn't hesitate, immediately raised her arm and slapped her forehead. Looking at the technique, it is obvious that it is a method of reviving the spirit by stimulating the brain with special force.

"Is it an illusion?" Ito Cheng asked again.

Shanrou didn't speak, but the pupils of her eyes flickered even more.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see something else." Ito Cheng smiled.

Immediately, the scenery around the four people changed again. They flew down from an altitude of thousands of miles, and then the completely new Handan City and the residents living in Handan City came into view. Shanrou, Shanlan and Zhao Zhi came into view.

"This..." Despite Zhao Zhi's strong nerves, he was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him, let alone Shan Lan who looked like an ordinary woman next to him. That is to say, Shanrou can barely maintain this cold face, trying not to let the emotions in his heart show on his face. (To be continued...)