Devil’s Advent

"hehe."

As if to get rid of embarrassment, King Fu smiled and said:

"Can I do it again?"

Xue San squinted his eyes, looked at King Fu, and said:

"I found that you Gan Chinese seem to love acting."

Fu Wang nodded and said:

"In this world, the best performers are not in the troupe, but in the court."

"This is a level of speech, which can catch up with my Patriarch Shang Wucheng's power."

"Your lord, no, who is your lord who leads the army this time?"

"Zheng Fan."

Fu Wang frowned slightly.

"heard about it?"

"heard about it."

"That's good, it proves that my Patriarch is quite famous in your country."

"He actually came to attack Mianzhou City again?"

"Oh, the people of Mianzhou City are very hospitable and hospitable, so you have to go home often to see if they are right."

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"But this time, you may not be able to come in."

"It doesn't matter." Xue San shook his head, not worried about it at all, and said directly: "You are worth more than a city."

At the beginning of the war, whether it was killing or capturing the other prince alive, it was a great achievement.

This credit is enough for the owner to be promoted to general, right?

Moreover, Mianzhou City in Laoshizi is probably the same as last time this time. You entered, but you couldn't defend it at all, that is, you used it to gain some military achievements and reputation, and you couldn't get the actual territory. , comparatively speaking, it is still the name of a prince, which is more valuable.

"I admit that you have some abilities, but you are so sure, can you win this king?"

"Don't pretend, don't look at Grandpa that I am short, but Grandpa may have eaten more rice than you have ever eaten salt."

"..." Fu Wang.

"You have too many flaws, my lord."

Hearing Xue San's comment, Fu Wang leaned back slightly.

"I'm curious, you obviously know kung fu, but you are squatting here and hiding, why don't you go to the city wall to help defend the city?"

"Gu is the prince."

"Yes, you are a noble man, but I don't believe you are hiding anything at this time. After the city is broken, no matter how good your kung fu is, unless you are really a peerless master who has never been born, you will die."

As soon as the cavalry charged, the crowd crowded around, and even the masters had to lie down.

Facing the wolf soldiers who suddenly came out at the gate of the city earlier, the demon kings also encountered a great danger. If Liang Cheng hadn't ordered the withdrawal in time, they might have been planted in the gate of the city.

He died before leaving the army, and belched in this army before reaching the pinnacle of life.

Suddenly, Xue San smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Wang asked.

"I think this world is very interesting, because anyone can die, and because there are too many ants, it can really kill an elephant."

What Xue San didn't know was that the person inside the city and Liang Cheng outside the city actually expressed exactly the same emotion.

"The king doesn't understand."

"It's fine if you don't understand."

"Didn't you say you want to chat?"

"Oh, that's right, let's put it this way, you are a prince, and you should know a lot of secrets. Tell me, how strong is a second-rank master in this world?"

"Second grade master?"

"right."

"I haven't seen it before."

"Have you heard of it?"

"The king has never heard of it."

"Huh? Rank three is the top?"

"For the third grade, it is a big realm with great mysteries."

"That is to say, for the same third grade, there may be a big gap in strength?"

"Probably."

"Have you never heard of the second product?"

"No."

"Then how can there be three grades?"

Without one and two, where did you come up with three?

"There should be, but that should be a very distant thing. At least, for a hundred years, I have only secretly guessed that some existences may be second-rank, but no one knows whether they are."

"Anyway, it's rare, isn't it?"

"I don't even know if it exists in this world."

"Then don't you think this is also very interesting?"

"What I don't understand is what you mean by interesting."

"What I mean is that the interesting thing I said can make our lives and our struggles more interesting, so that ordinary people can participate in these interesting things in their lives. Do you understand what I mean?"

"You deliberately."

"hey-hey."

"This king can't see through you."

"Because I'm long."

"When you killed Wenle just now, there was no blood flashing on your body, but you should be a warrior."

"I've always felt that it's mentally retarded for warriors to shine, because it makes us assassins too difficult to mix in this world."

In Xue San's view, being an assassin should be a very artistic profession.

He is elegant, he is artistic, he is quiet,

But assassins are basically warriors. When you want to assassinate, you have to flash like a firefly.

It is simply a desecration of artistic beauty!

"This king still doesn't understand, are you an assassin?"

"Well, an assassin who doesn't shine."

"oh."

"What are you?"

"nothing."

"Didn't you say you want to chat?"

"Oh, this king is guessing your strength."

"Is that why you say it so honestly?"

"Just the two of us, no matter whether the city is broken or not, you and I will fight each other, won't we?"

"Too."

"Can I bribe you?"

"You're asking a stupid question."

"In this world, there is no one who cannot be bought."

"But you are just a feudal lord, besides money, what else can you use to bribe me?"

In this world, there really is no one who cannot be bribed. You can use "righteousness", you can use "strength", you can use "faith" and other existences that are separated from money and material things to seduce or make them compromise. It is also a kind of bribe.

But King Fu is just a vassal king. He may only have money. This kind of vassal king has no soldiers and no power. He may have a little bit of face, but with his face, your reputation will also be tarnished.

Fu Wang smiled a little embarrassedly, a little reserved, a little shy.

"What do you mean by laughing? You don't even have money, do you?"

King Fu rubbed his hands together and said:

"My lord, you are actually quite poor."

There was silence for about a minute.

Xue San said:

"Are you... on drugs?"

There was a wry smile on the corner of Fu Wang's mouth, and said:

"Can taking drugs be understood as taking drugs?"

Xue San nodded.

"You are very smart, so smart that this king feels a little scary. This king claims to be a smart person, but in front of Mr., this king admits defeat."

"Oh, that's because you haven't met another smarter one. He's blind. If he were here, he would probably be able to tell you that you took drugs without thinking."

"That's right, I like dealing with smart people the most in my life."

As he said that, King Fu looked down at Bun Le who was lying on the ground without breathing, shook his head, and said:

"He's not very smart."

Obviously, Fu Wang knew Bunle's identity a long time ago.

But the Silver Armored Guards are a secret service organization directly under His Majesty, and if the Silver Armored Guards mix sand around you, even if you find out, you have to act as if you didn't notice it.

That Jiedu envoy was like this, knowing that his wife was a silver armored guard, but he had to enthusiastically offer the public grain that was not much in stock.

"This guy is an idiot, probably because he regarded you as an idiot, so he didn't pay much attention to hiding it at all. The details of his gestures are like shouting to tell others that he is a practitioner."

Xue San has actually been watching for a long time, and he has already seen the details of Wenle.

"hehe."

"You are not far behind. Your previous panic was not completely faked."

"Sir, you just told me that you are defrauding me."

"I don't like doing meaningless things, but when I came in, some of your muscular reactions betrayed you. I'm more sensitive to this aspect."

"Sir has a pair of eyes."

"Don't put on a high hat, let's go back to our initial topic, although you look fat and fat, your martial arts should be good, the movement of slapping the ground with one hand, the air waves, tsk tsk, even an eighth-rank martial artist can't do it, right? "

Because there is no mobilization of qi and blood, and no light.

As for why an eighth-rank martial artist was used as an example, because the master is an eighth-rank martial artist, everyone has already had a thorough understanding of what an eighth-rank martial artist is.

Living with the devil kings, eating together, basking in the sun together, what secret do you want to keep?

"This king's status is a bit special. This king needs to keep a low profile." King Fu said.

"No, I've said this before. Once the city is broken, your life may be lost. Unless you are confident that you can advance and retreat freely in this iron-shoe siege, otherwise you don't need to hide anything at this time. strength.

Afraid of court suspicion? What doesn't exist, at least at this moment, doesn't exist. "

Fu Wang squinted his eyes, his small eyes, which were originally only a slit because of his fatness, were even more unnoticeable at this moment.

"Then what do you think is the reason, sir?"

"You're scared."

"Afraid? There are indeed many things that this king is afraid of."

As a vassal king, you have to be wary of the gaze from the imperial court. Whether it is a civil servant or the orthodox man on the dragon chair, there is a natural vigilance and scrutiny towards the vassal king.

As far as civil officials are concerned, the vassal king's clan is the moth of the country, and it may also be a factor of instability in the country. To the orthodox on the dragon chair, the vassal king looks like a relative, but in fact the relationship between the two parties is extremely delicate." It's up to you."

"No, what you are afraid of is actually very pure. Don't think about it divergently, and don't deliberately circle around with me. What you are afraid of is very real. In short, you are just purely afraid."

Fu Wang reached out and patted his stomach,

road:

"Why?"

"Don't pretend to be calm, let me just say it, you are very strong."

"Thanks."

"Can you tell me, what grade are you?"

"A rank-six martial artist."

"hiss…………"

Xue San gasped exaggeratedly.

Fu Wang added:

"I went to the fifth rank for a short time, but slipped back to the sixth rank for some reason."

"Well."

A meaningful smile appeared on Xue San's face.

King Fu spread out his palm, and a purple halo rose from his palm. Under the reflection of the purple light, King Fu's complexion flickered.

The surprise and fear on Xue San's face disappeared immediately,

shook his shoulders,

road:

"Look, with such cooperation, you are still afraid."

Fu Wang flipped his palm and fell silent.

"When people are afraid, it's easy to lose some..." Xue San reached out and tapped his temple, saying, "Rationality."

"reason?"

"Yes, it is rationality, because the emotion of fear will swallow up your rationality, making you involuntarily follow the influence of fear.

For example, I just stabbed you a little bit and put a little more pressure on you, but after that, you followed my rhythm.

This thing was told to me by my very smart blind friend, it’s all dirty for playing with psychology. "

"There are a few words that this king didn't understand, but they probably mean that this king understands. Did this king fall for your trap?"

"Yes."

"Then what are you doing this for?"

"Because I'm an assassin."

"oh?"

"At the same time, I'm still looking around. Maybe the partners outside have already attacked the city?"

"Is it."

"The most important thing is that I have the time and conditions now, and you cooperate so much, so you have to drain the water, right?"

"Some don't understand, but some understand."

"I have already appeared in front of you, my lord, do you know that as an assassin, I really don't like the feeling of blatantly fighting with others."

"This king can understand."

"So, I have to confirm it, so that I can have the confidence in my heart."

"Have you confirmed it?"

"Yes, it's confirmed, my lord, you are very strong."

"You just told the king."

"But you don't know how to fight."

"..." Fu Wang.

"Yes, you don't know how to fight, hehehehe."

Fu Wang's face was first surprised, then relieved, and said:

"indeed."

A very strong person who can't fight seems to be a very uncoordinated thing, but it is extremely normal.

If fighting is about standing face to face, competing to see who has the highest level, and the one with the higher level automatically wins, then this world would be a bit too harmonious.

Why are some disciples in the mountain gate often sent down the mountain to practice, because the masters who come out behind closed doors are often not as high as imagined.

A master who can't fight can only be a showman.

Of course, Fu Wang also belongs to this kind of behind-the-scenes work, because he is a vassal king, and you should be a pig, live your luxurious life, get many beautiful women, give birth to many children, and open the door for the old Zhao family. At the same time, from time to time, you have to rob the women of the people and bully the people in the fief to tarnish your reputation.

This is the life of a vassal king. If you are a corporal, if you are a man of culture and military strategy, if you have great ambitions, if you naively think that since your surname is Zhao, you have to do something for this country...

I'm sorry, the Bai Ling of the Yinjiawei may have come down, or the imperial court's decree to cut down the vassal has come.

Therefore, when Fu Wang practiced martial arts, he could only practice secretly behind closed doors. If he wanted to play with a sword and go out to practice, those few things were impossible. Even in the palace on weekdays, he had to be careful to hide it. The fact that he knows martial arts.

At the same time, there is a touch of other colors in this layer of King Fu, because he takes drugs.

Xue San is good at using poison, and people who are good at using poison often also dabble in medical science.

There is a huge difference between Fu Wang's fatness and Xu Wenzu's fatness. Xu Pangpang is fat, he is really fat and honest, while Fu Wang's fatness is a bit like "the moon in the water".

Xue San speculates that the reason why King Fu is so fat may not be because he intends to conform to the "guiding policy" of the imperial court to raise vassal kings like pigs, but because of the sequelae of drug use.

Because at the beginning, after realizing that the recovery of his own strength was linked to the master's level, Xue San had thought of using drugs to help the master go up to forcibly improve the product.

It's just that the blind man discovered it in time and gave a warning to stop it.

Right now, there is a precedent for taking drugs.

However, with the wealth of a vassal king, accumulated over several generations, he would cry poor after taking drugs, which is enough to show how much the cost of taking drugs is.

Those pills and treasures are by no means cheap, and even some things are hard to buy even if you have money.

Xue San couldn't help but see the scene where the master became as fat as before... Hey, that picture is so beautiful.

If this is the case, Si Niang can hardly find a needle.

"Is there anything else you want to talk about?" Xue San asked.

"I'm a little hungry," King Fu said.

"This is free of discussion, there is no such service."

"Then there's not much to talk about."

"Um."

Xue San stretched out his hand silently, and grabbed the two daggers he had planted on the ground earlier.

Then,

"boom!"

The moment Xue San drew out the dagger, Xue San rushed towards King Fu.

King Fu swung his arms horizontally, and the tyrannical energy and blood roared out. However, Xue San's figure suddenly paused, and he rose into the air.

"hehe."

Fu Wang let out a sneer,

The fat body turned sideways quickly, and both fists came out, hitting behind him.

This was waiting for Xue San's bluff, and when Xue San fell down, all his blood would directly hit him. The strength and strength of this blood was shocking.

However, there seemed to be a silver wire attached to the dagger in Xue San's left hand, and the other end of the silver wire was fixed to the ground where the dagger was inserted earlier.

This is a routine that has been designed long ago!

The pulling of the silver thread caused Xue San's figure to turn halfway in the air, and then he changed direction, kicking his body like a swimming fish, and landed vertically in front of King Fu.

Fu Wang was still punching behind him.

"puff!"

Xue San's dagger pierced King Fu's chest and heart. Immediately afterwards, without any delay, Xue San kicked his legs back several feet quickly, and supported the ground with one hand to stop his figure.

King Fu turned his head in astonishment, staring at the dagger on his chest, he was a little astonished, but he also took it for granted.

He's strong, but as Xue San said, he can't fight...

That's why he didn't go to the tower to help defend the city, because he was afraid.

Toxins began to be injected into his body, King Fu knew that he was finished.

this moment,

A wry smile and puzzlement appeared on Fu Wang's face,

road:

"Didn't you say... that you can capture this king?"

Xue San stood up straight,

Sucked a kiss to King Fu across the air,

Said softly:

"baby."

Fu Wang tilted his head slightly, waiting for the next answer.

"It's too heavy to carry."