The Retirement of the Demon Lord

An isolated island in the Jiangdong waters.

A few men in black dragged a few boats equipped with eccentric paddling equipment to the island, stuffed them into a cave, got hay and dry wood, lit a fire and burned them. The smoke is not small, but it is mostly trapped in the cave and overflowing, and there is no eye-catching smoke.

Then the group quickly moved to the coast on the other side of the isolated island, where the big ship was ready early. The big ship was loaded with a lot of silk and tea, and there were seals for customs clearance and trade. After a few masked merchant ships, they quickly changed their black clothes, put them in cloth bags with stones, and sank into the sea, pretending to be ordinary merchants and sailors, and sailing away.

After some delicate anti-tracking operations, there is no suspicious trace left.

Ming Chen and the puppet didn't change their black masks, they hid in a hidden compartment that was extremely difficult to find inside the big ship.

They are extremely cautious, and would rather risk being discovered by the chasing sailors than revealing their true faces in front of others.

When they came to a safe place, the two of them didn't need to say much, and they were very tacit.

Ming Chen took out an antidote and stuffed it into his mouth, and the puppet came behind him and pressed a single palm behind him to force his way in.

After a cup of tea, under the charred hole on Ming Chen's clothes, black blood gushed out from the rotten skin, and the puppet only retreated after seeing this. After backing away for a while, he also spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell tiredly in the corner, gasping for breath.

The wounds on Ming Chen's body were caused by the use of poison pills to sneak attack, and were infected by Jiaolong's infuriating push back. This kind of poison is very corrosive and can corrode the body from the outside of the human body. Fortunately, there is an antidote to the dust and it can save life.

However, in order to use the help of the Jiaolong zhenqi to fly out, he did not take action to resist the shock, and was blasted by the Jiaolong's majestic zhenqi, and he was temporarily unable to use the power to make the medicine work quickly. Without the help of the puppet, the hand on the half of his body that was poisoned might be useless later.

Puppet luck to help Ming Chen has also been fighting for his life. With his current level of martial arts, even with the help of a magic knife, it would be difficult to compete with Jiaolong. Just now, he had attacked Jiaolong with more than 100 moves, and he had already exhausted his inner strength to do it, and he had suffered a lot of internal injuries.

So after reluctantly helping Mingchen to expel the poison, he immediately vomited blood, was depressed, and needed a rest.

Watching Ming Chen find the knife, he made gunpowder from the two leftover bullets he had just snatched to play with. After igniting the gunpowder to sterilize the knife, he happily cut off the rotten flesh on his body. .

"Shut up, in case the water patrol arrives nearby, we will be exposed here." Ming Chen was covered in cold sweat from the pain, but he was still extremely calm and said coldly.

"Look at us, when have we been so down? So I can't help laughing, boss, please forgive me." The puppet shook his head, suppressed his smile, pulled out the magic knife, and swung it towards Mingchen.

Ming Chen didn't blink his eyes when facing the waving magic knife, he just said lightly, "Don't be ridiculous."

Without any protective action, it can be seen that he has high trust in the puppet.

"It's not nonsense." The magic knife was not bad, but it stopped precisely outside the skin of the largest wound on Mingchen's shoulder, filled with the blood left by Mingchen, the blood fell on the magic knife, and slowly disappeared Now, the lunar energy emanating from the snow-white blade is a little heavier, "Boss, you are also a master, don't waste your blood."

Although the puppet did not inject internal power, the lunar calendar on the blade of the magic knife still made Ming Chen feel uncomfortable, as if he was full of desire for his flesh and blood.

Killing aura is too heavy.

"We have too little information on Jiaolong. Today's fight, I'm sure he is much stronger than Tiancuo. If we hadn't lost the dead man who had been hiding in the water ghost team for many years, we would never have survived." The poisoned and rotten meat was found, and the ointment paste was tied with a cloth strip, and a fragrant herbal fragrance covered the rotten meat's rotten smell.

As soon as you smell it, you know that this ointment is extraordinary.

"If you lose, you will lose. There are no resources at sea to fight for, and it will not be of great use. Today we have enough to boast about it for a year. We successfully retreated in the hands of Jiaolong and the demon sect master. How many people in the world can do it? Hehehe ..." The puppet laughed arrogantly.

"That's because Yue didn't want to reveal his identity, otherwise the outcome would be unpredictable. Especially the sudden knife you slashed at him, Li Mengyao and Yue Ming only arrived on the plan in the original plan, but I have specially told you not to provoke Yue in the unexpected encounter. In order to force him into a dilemma, don't take action against us. If your sword wasn't for Jiaolong's multi-handed interference, Yue would definitely come forward! How can you fight against the two of them at that time? It's a big problem to lose the magic knife!"

Being severely scolded by Ming Chen, the arrogant puppet couldn't help but bow his head and admit his mistake. Jie Jie said with a weird smile: "No way, he got mad at him! If it wasn't for his talkativeness, we could still steal this ship."

"Under their noses, don't even think about being able to retreat perfectly, and don't hesitate when you abandon the car to protect the handsome. Next time you commit the crime, don't use this knife, Bo Hu is practicing the knife..." Ming Chen Soo There was no expression under the gauze, but a chill emerged spontaneously.

"Yes, yes, I know it, I will not do it next time." The puppeteer smiled to please.

According to Ming Chen's character, he will not give the puppet another chance.

But the magic knife already has a soul, which is just right for a madman like a puppet. If it is changed to Bo Hu, I am afraid that the magic knife will not be able to exert 70% of the power, so I will give him another chance.

It is not a puppet's face, but a choice to maximize the power of its own resources.

"Speaking of which, is it worth taking such a big risk to **** the design?" The puppet put the magic sword back in its sheath, as if he was afraid that the dust would go back and take it away.

"What we are pursuing is the most powerful country in the world. Whether it is weapons, martial arts, talents, books... anything that can compete with it is our goal."

The puppets understand this, so they can immediately train or equip whatever type of things they want, all because they have collected multiple resources for many years. They have even been involved in all walks of life, so as to be prepared.

"Western firearms have been developed for many years, and the level is no worse than that of the firearms of the current dynasty. The core technology of firearms of the dynasty is firmly in the hands of the emperor and his cronies, not to mention the production resources, which are difficult to steal. If Mojiazhuang was still there, It may still be possible to develop superb firearms, but Mojiazhuang has been destroyed... This most top-secret design of Western firearms may allow us to compete with the emperor in firearm technology."

Not to mention that they must have as many troops as the imperial court, but if they can be equipped with an elite team that masters high-strength firearms, they can do much more...

Ming Chen took out an old book soaked in water, opened it carefully and read it again.

The top is full of Western texts~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The puppets can't understand it, and among the senior leaders of them, the Xueba, who has all kinds of knowledge, can understand it.

It was bought by their men from a smuggling caravan they often cooperated with. It is said that they encountered several floating corpses at sea and found them after they were salvaged. Because the corpse looked like a Westerner, and the book was written in a mess of Western languages, after they disposed of the corpse, the book was sold to Mingchen's people at a low price, and then came to Mingchen's hands.

Ming Chen took a casual look and found that this book was a diary that recorded events in the past two years. The owner was Enke Dandolo, the prince of Venice. This trip represented their country to visit the emperor in the Central Plains. , to express the meaning of the alliance.

None of this is important, the important thing is... Ming Chen turned to one of the pages, and there were countless words of praise written on it, describing a firearm on his body that he somehow obtained that made him feel that he could despise all other Western firearms design diagram.

According to the diary records, the firearm has been successfully produced, but there are several key technical difficulties in the design that are difficult to handle. When I plan to come to the Central Plains on this trip, I will investigate the firearm technology in the Central Plains, or there may be a better solution. Once these difficulties are solved, the firearm will be able to be produced.

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