The emperor was played around by a commoner, deceived, deceived, and played around by him. His rage was hidden under his thin desire, and he squeezed out a hoarse voice: "If you can raise a real Chongming, I will not pursue what happened today."

"Zhongming She is not far from the Yangxin Palace. Please follow me."

When he walked out of the Yangxin Palace, the other party turned back and said, "There is one more thing that Your Majesty needs to do in advance."

The emperor clenched his hands.

The other party added very timely: "Just in case someone wants to disrupt Chongming's birth."

The emperor exhaled: "Speak."

The other person lowered his long eyelashes and said, "Then please let your majesty know about this and go find someone now."

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On the way to Chongmingshe, you have to pass the oil mill north of the imperial palace.

This building, which is said to be the tallest in the entire capital, is still brightly lit even at night. Lanterns are hung all over the tower, swaying in the wind and rain.

The emperor did not ask anyone to carry his sedan chair. He was accompanied by only a eunuch who held an umbrella at all times. He was annoyed by the crackling sound of the rain. However, before he could ask how long it would take, the sky in front of him suddenly brightened.

In the long night, flames suddenly shot up into the sky and hit the location of Chongming House with a loud bang. The red and bright yellow flames were faintly visible.

The emperor suddenly grasped the arm of the eunuch beside him and muttered to himself in a trance: "Chongming..."

The voice suddenly rose: "It's Chongming!"

Shi Yu looked at the fire, and suddenly rushed towards the direction where Chongming's light and shadow fell.

The emperor shouted from behind, but his voice was blurred by the rain.

Shi Yu did not look back. There were so many guards in the palace, and there was almost one guard every step where the emperor was. Even if they did not appear in front of others and were an eyesore, they would show up immediately after receiving the order. With them leading the emperor, there was no way he could get lost.

He crossed the bamboo fence to the north of the oil mill and went straight into the area designated as Chongmingshe.

A big fire broke out in the house.

The eaves, the straw, the wooden fence, and even the feathers of the group of single-eyed monsters trapped in the rain by the fence were all on fire, spreading rapidly and raising smoke.

Jiang Jiaying appeared out of nowhere and stopped in front of the house almost immediately: "You want to save someone?"

The shadow of the Chongming bird was hovering in the sky, surrounded by fire. Perhaps it heard the noise below or something, but it suddenly lowered its head and glanced in the direction of the two people.

This was the first time that the two of them saw Chongming's appearance clearly, but there was only one pupil in his eye socket.

Shi Yu threw the umbrella away directly: "After this Chongming successfully killed six players, its strength may have a leap."

Jiang Jiaying immediately figured out the origin of this incoherent statement: "Because there are six people drawn on the piece of cloth in the chicken coop?!"

The speed of the circling shadow above suddenly slowed down, and its sharp beak was aimed at the rapidly approaching figure on the ground. It stretched its neck and smashed down again!

The raging fire was accompanied by a sharp sound of wind, and when it was about to hit the person on the ground, a black intercepting surface suddenly opened in front of him, and there was a dull thud when it hit him.

Chongming's shadow was knocked back by the force, and then he saw Jiang Jiaying holding a black umbrella in front of him.

It is not an oil-paper umbrella that is common in this era, and the umbrella cover is even made of pure black polyester.

Jiang Jiaying faced the shadow of Chongming that was attacking him again. Suddenly, he pushed the ground hard and leaped up on the rain. When he swung the long-handled umbrella in his hand, a silver knife as long as a human's forearm suddenly extended from the tip!

The blade pierced through the wings of Chongming's phantom, and the shrill cry of birds rang out in the air.

【Awesome】

[Did the knife come with the umbrella... or did he add it later? ]

[Baby, think about it yourself, which normal umbrella would have a knife on the tip? ]

[Jiang San's innate weapon attack is D-level, and the overall rating is only C-level, but it doesn't prevent him from being a tank in the game as a support]

[Grass grew]

Shi Yu walked into the wooden house.

The fire here was obviously not an ordinary fire. Not only could it cremate objects normally in this world where only lamp oil made from heavy blood seemed to be combustible, but even in this thundering weather, there was no sign of the fire being reduced by the rain.

He found the player with the player bracelet on the straw bed in the wooden house without much effort. The player was probably wearing some kind of defensive item, so he was able to maintain a clear mind in the fire. However, his head and below were all crushed by the collapsed beams of Chongming, so he couldn't move at all. His neck stretched and retracted in vain to struggle.

Shi Yu walked over with the axe at the door and chopped directly at the beam in the middle.

The player looked at him with horror and struggled in vain.

The beam was not very thick, so when he cut the one in the middle, the short part fell off. He raised his foot and kicked the other part down.

The other beams had lost their most critical supporting points. With a slight push, seven or eight wooden beams thicker than a human fist collapsed and rolled down.

The player was shocked.

Shi Yu came in under the rain, his hair and clothes were soaked when he entered the room, but the rain could only resist the raging fire for a limited time. He threw away the axe, dragged the player on the ground and walked out.

Almost as soon as the player walked out of the wooden house, his outer clothes turned into powder.

The defensive item has expired.

The player's ribs were broken and he was still unable to move. He stammered as he thanked the player, "Thank you, thank you."

The phantom of Chongming in the air noticed the movement here, immediately changed direction, and swooped directly towards this side!

Even faster than Chongming's shadow was Jiang Jiaying. The umbrella in his hand suddenly opened to its maximum, and the long hook-shaped handle turned with his wrist.

Then it turned faster and faster.

Shi Yu stood in the strong wind, watching Chongming's shadow getting closer and closer. The long-handled black umbrella flew away from Jiang Jiaying's hand like lightning and flew in front of him when Chongming was only a few inches away from him.

“Bang!!”

The soft polyester cloth was now as hard as iron, and the scratching of it by Chongming's sharp beak made a numbing sound.

The phantom screamed sharply, and a long cut was made on his right eye by the silver knife on the umbrella tip. He could only retreat quickly.

Jiang Jiaying picked up her umbrella and looked down at the player who was already half paralyzed.

The player swallowed fearfully and gave him an awkward but polite smile.

"Is it difficult to fight?"

"If this Chongming doesn't have any other new tricks, even if we can't kill him outright, it will be no problem to just hold him back."

Shi Yu pointed at the half-paralyzed player on the ground and said, "How about adding another one to protect him?"

Jiang Jiaying was stunned for a moment: "If we can hold Chongming back and no one else comes out to cause trouble, it should be fine, right? Why are you asking this?"

Shi Yu did not explain.

But in fact, he didn't need to explain, because the moment he finished speaking, the ground under their feet began to crack, and green vines as thick as human arms grew like crazy, and huge leaves fell off directly and shot towards the two of them!

【？ ？ ？】

【！ ！ ！ ！ ！】

[Controlling vines, the god of Qing Dynasty!!!]

Shi Yu picked up the half-paralyzed player and leaped over the crack in the ground. Before he could land, the ground beneath his feet expanded again. Another vine emerged and wrapped around his legs, while the rest all swayed and pulled towards his waist and abdomen.

After Jiang Jiaying dodged, he found that the vines were not chasing him. He suddenly realized that it was aimed at the other person alone, so he grabbed the umbrella handle and swung it backhanded.

The paraglider spun and cut through three or four vines. Shi Yu had to dodge while taking care of the half-paralyzed player. He finally landed in the space cleared by the paraglider, breathing heavily and rapidly.

Another vine broke through the ground and attacked.

The black umbrella flew back into Jiang Jiaying's hand. He was about to attack again when the fire behind him suddenly approached and Chongming's shadow swooped down towards the half-paralyzed player again.

Jiang Jiaying had no choice but to raise her hand to block it.

When the vine came to his eyes, some metal suddenly pierced the stem of the vine, and green juice splashed out.

He Weiyou pushed aside the vines in front of him and pulled the half-paralyzed player from his hand: "Give him to me."

【Congratulations, Big Mouth! 】

[Brother He, wow, wow——]

[I knew you wouldn’t watch a beautiful woman die!!!]

[The beauty has passed away, the one in front is really a language genius]

Shi Yu didn't have time to ask him why he appeared here when he had clearly decided to hide in the inn until the end of the game. He let go of his hand and finally turned his gaze to the hillside not far away.

A paulownia tree is planted on the top of the slope.

Shu Nian stood under the tree, met his gaze, smiled sweetly, and called out the name she had known for years: "Lord God."

She said, “It’s been a long time.”

A loud thunder split the sky, raising a cloud of dust when it landed.

There are mountains and forests to the north of the imperial palace, and Chongming happened to be raised in the mountains and forests. Such an environment is a ready-made wind that helps fire when he appears in front of a god who specializes in controlling new forces.

Shi Yu walked up the hillside.

He Weiyou threw the half-paralyzed player behind him.

The player was tossed around like a sack, and had already broken several bones. He almost vomited: "Dude, can you be gentler..."

Shu Nian snapped her fingers.

In the woods, on the hillsides, and underground, countless vines grew like the hands of death reaching out from hell, growing from grass seeds to towering heights in an instant.

Then they all rushed towards Shi Yu.

Rain splashes in the light and shadows.

Shi Yu stepped on the vines and jumped over the green shadow. When he turned over and landed on the hillside, he had already stepped on the fallen sycamore leaves.

Shu Nian suddenly raised her hand.

The vines behind him lost their strength and fell to the ground, but more plants grew all over the mountain, and in the blink of an eye, they completely entangled him in an airtight, living prison.

Tighten it again like crazy.

【Teacher Beauty——】

[Nooo ...

The vine cage squeezes and shrinks, layer upon layer, trapping people inside without seeing the sun.

At this moment, a ray of brilliant light leaked out from the gap, like a swan song that was suppressed to the extreme in the darkness.

Then came the second ray of light.

The third one.

The fourth one.

…

“Bang!!”

The prison made of vines suddenly exploded from the inside, and fibrous fragments of stems and leaves flew all over the sky!

The violent backlash acted on the operator through the ground. Shu Nian was shocked and flew backwards. Blood spurted out of her mouth when she fell to the ground. Her spiritual orifice was bleeding profusely, and her breath instantly weakened.

Shi Yu slowly stopped in front of her, holding a white-hair brush in his hand. Just as he was about to raise his hand, the sound of another person's footsteps suddenly rang out in the air.

He turned around suddenly and saw a ball of sticky and thick black mist coming towards him. He subconsciously raised his pen to block it.

Click.

A crisp sound, like some kind of porcelain breaking, echoed in the air.

The pieces of the porcelain bottle that were smashed by the pen fell all over the floor, and the semi-fluid pure black liquid splashed onto the back of his hand.

The overflowing smell seemed to come from a dream long, long ago, penetrating the skin, constantly scraping the tendons, scraping the bones, scraping the heart, scraping the extremely sensitive nerves, scraping the soul curled up in the sea of consciousness, scraping all over with holes, every scrape could draw out bright red blood.

The blood went from boiling hot to ice cold, from gurgling to drying up, and finally to not even a drop left.

There was a buzzing sound in his mind, and the hand holding the pen instantly lost strength and the pen fell to the ground with a click.

Zhuo Su stopped on the hillside, bent down and picked up a handful of soil soaked in medicine: "Lord God."

Cold sweat instantly broke out on Shi Yu's forehead and his body fell down uncontrollably.

Zhuo Su held his chin with his palm and pressed his fingertips on his respiratory tract, locking the opponent's vital points in his own hands. Only then did he feel like appreciating his embarrassment.

The other person was held in his palm, his face was pale and weak, and his eyelashes kept trembling.

His tone was sarcastic and mocking, and he was pleased to finally see the other person behind bars: "This is something that accompanied you every day for nine months. How come you don't learn from it and don't even know how to guard against it?"

The man's eyes were half closed for a long time, until he was ready to strangle him to death, and then he spoke in a very low voice: "Since you know I stayed in there for nine months... why do you think I didn't take any precautions?"

Zhuo Su paused, and in his peripheral vision he saw a flash of silver suddenly falling from the sky, and a sword flashing with cold light pointed directly at the position between the two of them.

He refused to let go and grabbed the opponent's neck to try to dodge, but he didn't expect that the attacking knife was faster than him. The scimitar thrown by the guards trained by the royal family was wrapped in a powerful internal force, so accurate and fierce that the tip of the knife directly penetrated the wrist that he had restrained the opponent!

After being thrown away by the other party, Shi Yu fell to the ground, covering his throat and coughing.

Most of Zhuo Su's right wrist was cut in half by the knife. The cold weapon hit the bone directly, the skin and flesh on the cross section were rolled up, and blood gushed out.

One after another, the palace guards in yellow robes gathered from all directions, separating the two men, with their swords drawn.

The emperor stared at the faces of the two gods, and the eunuch standing beside the emperor received the order and shouted: "The emperor has ordered that everyone capture the two assassins! There will be a huge reward for their capture! They must be captured alive!!!"

Zhuo Su's face instantly became extremely ugly.