In the Blade

Du Chengfeng was speechless for a long time after putting the polished sword back into the sheath.

The Southern Chen Emperor had never died, and even turned into a giant, lurking in the imperial mausoleum, protecting the entire Southern Chen... I'm afraid even science fiction writers would not use such a ridiculous setting, but now such an outrageous thing has become a reality.

The reason why the Southern Chen Emperor was invulnerable to swords and guns was finally found. Du Chengfeng thought it would be some magical skill, or an extraordinary skill, but who would have thought that it was because of a drop of blood.

Just because he endured a drop of blood squeezed from the fingertips of the Southern Chen Emperor, the Southern Chen Emperor was already invulnerable to swords and guns, and even the evil spirit could not kill him.

Just like the Southern Chen Emperor himself.

"This..."

Du Chengfeng began to scratch his head.

If it were the smart Liu Bolun, he might be able to see more from this matter, but Du Chengfeng's attention was now completely attracted by the blood that was invulnerable to swords and guns - that is, although the process was a little different from what he thought, if the blood of the Southern Chen Taizu really had the effect of such a natural treasure...

"Then it shouldn't be a big deal to let him bleed a little?"

Du Chengfeng's hand touched the handle of the knife at his waist.

Then he put it back.

Even if he wanted to bleed, he certainly wouldn't do it now. Just looking at the terrifying power displayed by the giant in the imperial mausoleum, it was definitely not something he could really chop off just by thinking about it - at least he had to bring all the weapons, and then see if he could find something new, and go to fight in the most complete posture, only then would there be a possibility of victory.

As for whether he could win, Du Chengfeng had never thought about this question. You know, even if it was something bigger than the Southern Chen Taizu, he had killed two of them.

Of course, in theory, he might be able to visit politely, and even bring two boxes of snacks to express goodwill, but it is obvious that the Southern Chen Taizu is not so easy to talk to. Even the old emperor of the Southern Chen was killed by the giant. If he really wants to go politely, can he still survive?

"No, weapons must be there, and courtesy must be there, so that it can be considered complete."

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng prepared to go back to Jiankang City to see if there are any snacks suitable as souvenirs.

Putting all the weapons back in place, Du Chengfeng retreated quietly-although this arrangement is useless, if anyone comes, they can know that someone has come from the change of dust and even the change of the edge of the weapon, but for Du Chengfeng himself, this is the end of a stealth.

So, before dawn, Du Chengfeng returned to his bedroom all the way, quietly.

In theory, this stealth is perfect. He was not noticed by anyone during the whole process, and no corpse was left. For Du Chengfeng, who was sneaking for the first time, this was undoubtedly a good start and a huge success.

But when Du Chengfeng returned to his bedroom and lay on the bed, he always felt that something was wrong.

Perhaps because it was easier to think when he was quiet, Du Chengfeng's mind was gradually surging with his experiences during this period of time.

Unrelated clues were gradually connected, and seemingly unrelated things were gradually pieced together.

According to the memory he spied on the sword, Prince Chen Yu, the young emperor he saw during the day, should have reached some kind of agreement with the Southern Chen Taizu - the Southern Chen Taizu gave Prince Chen Yu the ability to be invulnerable to swords and guns, and continued to allow Prince Chen Yu to ascend the throne. As a price, Chen Yu, who did not want to die tragically like the old emperor, had to find a substitute to complete the battle for him.

"If so, the fake emperor who was killed by me before should be the chosen sacrifice?"

Du Chengfeng vaguely realized a possible truth.

Yes, this can also explain why Chen Yu indulged the so-called treacherous prime minister in power and even abdicated so easily in the end - in the eyes of the fake emperor, the throne is a high throne, but in the eyes of Chen Yu himself as an emperor, the throne is more like an inescapable shackle, a cage that slides towards death.

So when someone is willing to take the blame, Chen Yu must be very happy. Such a big trouble, he can't even hide in time, but someone is willing to rush to take it.

It's a pity that the fake emperor was killed by Du Chengfeng's sword less than a day after he ascended the throne.

The fake emperor died, and there was no one to take the blame. Naturally, Chen Yu could only take the throne again. This was his inescapable fate and what he had to do.

So, Chen Yu's choice at this time was...

"Call me to Beijing?"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but be stunned.

Before, he was still thinking, the Emperor of Southern Chen suddenly sent eunuchs to ask him to go to Jiankang, was it because he was crazy? After all, he had killed the emperor and was an open rebel, so there was no reason for him to come here. But now, he already knew that he might have been listed as a target by the Emperor of Southern Chen.

No wonder the Emperor of Southern Chen touched him all over when they first met.

At that time, he thought that it was just that the Emperor of Southern Chen had a special hobby, but now it seems that he was clearly checking his muscles and bones to confirm whether he could fight!

"Is it similar to what I think?"

Although it was unpleasant to be plotted against behind the scenes, Du Chengfeng could still accept it.

Anyway, the Southern Chen Emperor wanted to trick him to Jiankang and then send him to the imperial mausoleum to offer him to his ancestors. It just so happened that he wanted to pick up his weapons and bleed the Southern Chen Taizu. Although the two sides had no grudges in the past and no hatred in the present, and there was no reason for him and the Southern Chen Taizu to fight each other, there was no way. The attribute of being invulnerable to swords and guns was too important for Du Chengfeng.

Just like now, if he could be invulnerable to swords and guns like the Southern Chen Emperor, he could sleep anywhere without worry.

In order to be able to respond to any possible crisis at any time, the nerves of most creatures are more or less tense. Even if they have fallen asleep, they will wake up quickly. Just like Du Chengfeng himself, he said he could sleep well, but in fact it was because he had a heavy sword to warn him. If he really encountered something, he would wake up immediately.

Being able to relax and rest anytime and anywhere is a privilege unique to the strong.

"To be able to sleep."

Putting the broken sword and the broken blade back together, Du Chengfeng looked at the heavy sword in his hand that had accompanied him for a long time.

"We can win."

A belated second update. I was not focused enough on the training day. I will look back to see how to re-allocate my energy.

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I'm going to sleep for a while. Good morning, everyone. See you tonight.