"Well, during these three hours, I suddenly saw who the person who chopped off your brother Yan's head was."

The moment these words fell, the third prince of the Hong family jumped up from the bed very quickly, rolled around, landed in the main hall of the room, and then shouted to the outside: "Siyin, Keyin, come in for me. It's urgent."

After finishing speaking, within ten seconds, an excited female voice returned.

"Is there something important at this time?! I understand! What kind of underwear do you like, Your Highness?"

"Your Highness used to like red clothes the most, Keer, where is my treasured wedding dress?!"

When the two people in the room heard the response from Hongba's two subordinates, their faces changed slightly. Su showed a smile that men could understand, while Hongyu hesitated to speak, and then gave a soft instruction.

"My lord brother, you should be more restrained."

"...You two idiots! It's business! Hurry up!"

Hongba also seemed to feel that his face was a bit uneasy. Although he had nothing to do with the two subordinates, they used to talk about gossip, and his own people listened to it. It was the first time he was heard by his sister and her master. His sense of shame gave him a vague urge to dig into the drawer to find the time machine.

"all in all--"

He looked at the two people in the room, as if he wanted to explain something, but seeing the half-smile expression on Su Mo's face, he actually had the urge to draw his sword in the middle of the night, and he caught a glimpse of his sister who was quite concerned. After opening and closing his lips a few times, he replied tremblingly, "It's important."

"Hmm, it's important."

Captain Su responded, and Hongba subconsciously touched his waist. Halfway through the movement, he endured it again.

However, his expression seemed to be much colder. He looked like a little girl at first, but now...

Like a snow beauty.

Well, the flower of the kaolin.

In the future, I can take a stage name when I debut, Hirano Kinshita...

After waiting for a while, two blindfolded women in beautiful palace dresses entered Hongba's room. As soon as they entered, they couldn't wait to say: "Let's get down to business!"

Then, they saw Su Mo and Hongyu, and after capturing the emotions on the faces of the three of them in a very short time, they reiterated: "It's business!"

This time, the voice was less enthusiastic and more dignified and reserved. After all, no matter how deviant that Highness was, he would not bring his younger sister to play with strangers.

It was a little too exciting.

"Siyin and Keyin are the survivors brought out by me after the mage experiments in the early years. They have very good magic power transmission ability. In China, we call them psychic mediums."

"They can receive the message of magic power with their bodies and perceive the internal changes. Moreover, because of the experiment that year, the survivors of the same period seem to have some special connections with each other, and they can capture the emotions of the same period faster. Magic message."

"Magic network?"

Su Mo nodded slightly. It makes sense to regard these dozens of survivors as base station types. However, they only have the ability to transmit information, and are usually not suitable for other purposes. use.

"Siyin, Keyin, send a message to brother Hongming."

"There is a prophecy about Brother Hongyan, which needs to be reported."

About His Royal Highness Hongyan?The two women nodded. They understood the reason why they were called to the room in the middle of the night. After all, it was because of the matter of that Highness, and with their Highness's character, they really couldn't wait for dawn.

They took out the magical products they carried with them, which were a box and a crystal ball. The box had a gossip-like charm, and it was a little subtle and strange to match it with the crystal ball.

They injected magic power into the box, and another person activated the function of the crystal ball. Su Mo saw the crystal ball emit blue light, and for some reason, he matched it with the startup music of the windows system in his mind. It is indeed a bit like the original version of the computer.

If the guess is correct, it is to receive the magic power through the transmission of magic power, and then translate it by the crystal ball to show the interpretation of the magic power, which is almost equivalent to the early radio stations.

In this magical civilization, there is something about the corner of overtaking.

Over there, after arriving at the electrical civilization, they slowly analyzed electromagnetic waves, and thus invented a radio station for long-distance transmission of signals. Fortunately, the initial configuration was completed directly using magic power, just like black technology.

It’s no wonder that other countries can’t imitate it. Speaking of it, the people of Bafangxing seem to be able to get live broadcast images through those little clay figurines. Sure enough, magic power can be used as a tool.

Not long after the magic power was transmitted to the home country of the Huang Empire, a line of words slowly appeared in the crystal ball.

Everyone's face was terrified, and they looked over with concentration, and saw the true face of that line of text.

"...What time do you think it is now? Hongba, why don't you rest early and wait for sudden death?"

ps: It’s easier to code words in the morning after waking up.

Chapter 733: Sand Sculpture Netizens in the Feudal Era.

The second prince of the Huang Empire, Lian Hongming.

Chief of Staff of the Western Army.

The third labyrinth raider in the empire, holding the demon god named Dantalin, is now the commander of the information transmission center, responsible for handling important information transmission across the country.

It's like getting up at five o'clock every morning to work, and not going to rest until at least twelve o'clock in the evening.

At a young age, he has dark eye circles. As the second heir of the Huang Empire, his greatest hobby is...

Take time out every day to feed your pigeons.

A second in line who doesn't even have much time to take care of his hair.

"Now is not the time to say those words, Brother Hongming, the prophecy about Brother Hongyan was said by Hongyu's boxing teacher."

"Oh oh oh... that person."

As the general manager of information transmission, Ke Juanju somehow has the demeanor of a sand sculpture netizen. Su Mo couldn't help but want to have a pleasant time with Morgana.

But after thinking about it carefully, Miss Morgana just killed a lot of people, and she probably should have rested now, and it seems that it is not very good to chat.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like