Capture Creator X1

The city of Kyoto is broken.

The 700-year war finally came to an end when red-gold fire clouds covered the sky.

But everyone knows that the hidden raging flames of war have not been extinguished, and those who invaded the capital all want to sit on the throne.

"Princes with royal blood should all have died on the battlefield."

"Now it depends on the three generals, who can enter the palace and ascend the throne."

The leader of the red heron army looked ahead with his clairvoyant eyes. The gate of the city made of white jade was open, and the three leading men rode dragon beasts and walked into the gate side by side.

They wore heavy armor and helmets, and no one could see their faces clearly.

But as far as those Kyoto people kneeling on both sides of the city road, they can tell what kind of beauties they are just by seeing an inch of skin, a little red lips, and a piece of jade neck.

"If they sit on the throne, I won't even have time to love them, and I will never turn my back on them."

The people kneeling on both sides were discussing in low voices, their faces blushing with excitement.

It's not how these people behave, but that this world is like this.Everyone loves beauty, and more beautiful people. Even their captive pets like to lick their fur more than those in other places. They look in the mirror by the water and pay attention to whether their appearance is cute enough.

Therefore, even on this supreme throne, the subjects are looking forward to the most beautiful woman in the world to sit on it.

If it weren't for the fact that the last three generations of the royal family couldn't produce beauties who overwhelm the crowd, there would be no rebellion in various places, and everyone felt that they could sit in that position.

Of course, this is a folk saying in the countryside, and the generals who rebelled did not have such gorgeous ideas.

Naturally, they had to rebel because the king was fatuous and tyrannical for years.

When the three of them stood in front of the gate of the royal city in Kyoto, one of the generals in silver armor took the reins and walked to the avenue on the right.

"I heard that there are still a few young princes still alive in the royal city. I don't like to see blood, and I don't have much interest in this throne. As long as I agreed with the previous incident, assign Huai Mengxiang to me, who will be the king?" The king doesn't care."

After the silver-armored general left, the general in red armor sneered and looked at the black-armored general beside him.

"Who will believe Wan Qiusheng's words, but I want to leave the dirty work to you and me."

The black-armored general remained motionless, still driving the dragon beast into this magnificent palace.

Cheng Jieyi fell into the palace when the city was broken. This place is like a cold palace, cramped and narrow. When you look up, you can only see a small square sky.

The surrounding red walls have long since peeled off the paint, the roof of the small house behind him has also been pierced with a hole, the wooden corridor has long been broken, and half of the thin bamboo curtains hanging under the eaves have fallen to pieces. Weeds are overgrown, except for a golden osmanthus tree that is still in bloom, it looks like a haunted house.

After Cheng Jieyi finished looking at the surrounding scenery, he looked down at the clothes on his body.

A set of half-new silver long gown, embroidered with a few lifelike golden osmanthus from the chest to the waist, the waist is tightly bound by a palm-wide belt, the wide cuffs and the corners of the long gown are also embroidered With small golden osmanthus.

Looking at the clothes, they look like ancient oriental styles.

Silks, robes, and embroidery so elegant and delicate even to the dreamer.

After coming to this plane, Cheng Jieyi's hair also became very long. In order to conform to the plane's culture, his long hair almost reached his heels.

Uncomfortably, Cheng Jieyi held his hair in his hands so as not to step on it when he walked around.

He walked to the corridor, blew the dust on the floor, and then carefully sat on the corridor under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, turned on the system and looked at the plane information.

“…how did it develop into such a culture?”

After Cheng Jieyi finished reading the information, he let out a long sigh.

When receiving this task, Cheng Jieyi still felt that the task prompt was a bit strange.

What do you mean... Only the most beautiful woman in the world can rule the world?

Cheng Jieyi told Ah Yan about the task reminder, and Ah Yan was silent for a long time, and then smoothed Cheng Jieyi's hair that was blown by the wind.

"You should be fine."

After Cheng Jieyi and A Yan stayed in the Dream Maker Academy for two days, he was sent to the connection room by A Yan. When Cheng Jieyi entered the connection room, he heard the system prompt.

[In order to facilitate the dream maker to better complete the task, all the props used for camouflage will not be exchanged on this plane]

...This is the meaning of using the real body and not pretending.

Cheng Jieyi originally thought it was impossible. Could it be that the new world is really a world that only looks at faces?

After Cheng Jieyi read the information on the plane, he confirmed that this place is indeed a world of faces.

The shouts of the siege could be faintly heard even here, but the sound quickly disappeared.

There were shouts from the palace servants outside the courtyard. They didn't seem to be busy escaping, but were preparing for something.

"The general is about to enter the palace!"

"Quick, quick! Everyone go to the palace gate to meet them!"

"Why did you go and deliver food! The masters have all run away, and the rest are locked in the palace, waiting for someone to clean up!"

"Don't go up there looking for death, you pity them, who will pity us!"

……

Hearing these words, Cheng Jieyi guessed that the palace was occupied by rebels.

So...how is he going to complete the task?

Exchange items to bloodbath the palace and sit on the throne by yourself.

Yes, is this the route?

Cheng Jieyi felt something was wrong, when he was thinking, the palace road outside the courtyard became silent at some point.

There was only one general in black armor, holding a silver sword with red blood dripping from the tip, walking towards this side.

Behind him, the servants who were flattering to welcome the new master were all blocked with a sword.

Yue Jianglian's sword is always the fastest.

Whether it was Wan Qiusheng or Shanlou Ye who took off his red helmet as soon as he entered the palace and started killing, no one could beat him when it came to killing.

Yue Jianglian lives in Changgeyongyuan, where there is ice and snow all the year round, even in the beginning of spring, the ice and snow have never melted.Therefore, people in the world say that the people who live in Changgeyongyuan are all carved out of ice and snow.Otherwise, how could they have icy muscles and bones, and have such a moon-like appearance.

Yue Jianglian walked forward with his sword in hand. Before he could ask any questions, the servants had already told the few remaining princes and daughters where they lived.

I heard they were all very young.

Yue Jianglian's face hidden under the helmet remained motionless. What he was going to do was decided at the beginning, and the ending was doomed.

He passed a dilapidated small house. The lock outside the door seemed to have been rusted for many years.

There is only a few luxuriant branches protruding from the outside of the palace road, and the luxuriant flowers seem to overwhelm the branches.

This is not what the servants said, the bedroom where the princes and queens are hiding, Yue Jianglian should have continued to move forward, but he stood in front of this house inexplicably and did not leave.

Yue Jianglian raised her head slightly, sniffing the fragrance in the air.

The aroma of golden osmanthus is naturally overbearing, but in addition to the sweet fragrance of golden osmanthus, there is also a faint fragrance that permeates the air.

It looks like aquatic flowers growing in the middle of a deep lake, like fresh fresh snow, or melted pear blossom sugar syrup.

It's so fragrant, how can a child who is so pampered be born so fragrant.

Maybe the servants had tricked him, and there was still a prince or a princess hiding here.

Yue Jianglian shook off the blood beads on the long sword, and the sharp tip of the sword gently touched the rusted lock.That point of the sword was like the apprentice of Ye Fang, who cut open the long lock with a little eagerness.

Zhu Hong's door opened slowly, and Yue Jianglian stepped into the deserted house.

He looked around, but there was no one in the courtyard.

only……

Yue Jianglian took two steps forward and stopped in front of the broken bamboo curtain.

The tiny petals of golden osmanthus fell on the black armor of Yue Jianglian with the wind, and also fell on the rickety thin bamboo curtain.

"...I meant no offense."

Yue Jianglian spoke softly to the thin bamboo curtain, his voice was as sweet as jade and stone, but with a bit of coldness.

The bright point of the sword pointed forward again, and the sword that had killed countless lives did not want to kill anyone this time, but gently raised the bamboo curtain with infinite gentleness, revealing the young man standing behind the bamboo curtain with his arms folded.

The moment Yue Jianglian saw the man, his hand that held the sword all year round trembled slightly, and then he cut off the thin bamboo curtain bit by bit, like uncovering a bride's hijab, revealing the boy's face. the whole picture.

"Are you a rebel... General?"

The young man who seemed not to be human was standing among the golden fallen flowers on the ground, his round pink toes were slightly shrunk, his head was tilted slightly, and there was a bit of inquiry in his black jade-like clear eyes.

Yue Jianglian sheathed his sword, and took off his helmet, revealing his long silver hair.Yue Jianglian's blood from the Icelands is very strong, so his skin is extremely white, his stature is extremely tall, his facial features are noble and profound like the prince in every girl's dream, and his gold and silver pupils are just like what the poet said, Incorporating the brilliance of the golden sun and the cold moon.

Cheng Jieyi looked at the black-armored general in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

...It really is a world of looks, even the general is so good-looking.

This handsome general knelt down on one knee in front of Cheng Jieyi, put down his proud long sword, took off his black leather gloves, and stretched out his hand to Cheng Jieyi.

"Do you want to be king?"

"If you wish, I swear here."

"Never hurt you, never insult you, I will swear to the death to defend every piece of land under your feet, every inch of light in your eyes."

"I will enshrine you as king here."

"My prince."

Cheng Jieyi was startled when he heard the general speak.

What does it mean?Who is the prince?How is he going to be king?Is this the heavenly glory and wealth within your fingertips?

Although the general spoke humble words, when Cheng Jieyi didn't reach out his hand for a long time, he stood up and reached out to hold Cheng Jieyi's hand hanging by his side, and put it to his lips and kissed the back of his hand.

Those golden and silver pupils stared straight at Cheng Jieyi, his eyes were encroaching with enthusiasm, not looking at his own king at all, but his own bride.

Shan Louye had already found all the princes and daughters in the palace, and he couldn't be interested in looking at the group of shivering quails.

If anyone was prettier than him, he might soften his heart and let him out.

"The winner and the loser, you should understand this truth."

Shan Louye smiled at the little quails, and was thinking about which one to operate on when he heard a bell ringing in the palace.

The heavy bronze bell was rang, and it rang a full nine times.

In this palace, only the new king's enthronement bell will ring like this.

Shan Louye laughed, and threw the gun in his hand to the ground!He poked a hole in the thick white jade brick.

"Yue Jianglian ascended the throne without asking me? Are you secure in that position?"