"Have you ever killed someone?"

Suddenly, Fu Yang asked meaningfully.

Zhao Yin, who was originally quite calm, couldn't help but change his face, speaking of which, he really hadn't killed anyone with his own hands, not even a chicken or duck.

With his wits to avoid murder, Zhao Yin understands that the more incompetent he is, the longer he will live.

Today's queen is a very ambitious woman, and she has ruthless methods, which is by no means easy to provoke, if it weren't for the fact that the eldest prince was not outstanding enough in politics and cultivation, otherwise he would have been established as the prince.

Among the princes, there are still several people with outstanding talents, and the biological mother behind them has the support of a huge force, otherwise she would not have survived until now.

"Kill!" Zhao Yin's lips trembled, obviously resisting.

Speaking of which, he has seen the corpse of a dead body a few times, and he has not experienced the process of killing people directly, and he does not want to think about that aspect.

"I'm not a benevolent person, I don't even dare to kill an enemy, what's the use of asking you to come." Fu Yang said calmly.

As soon as the words fell, an extra sharp sword appeared in his hand, which was in front of him.

Zhao Yin's eyes flashed with struggle and helplessness, and finally took the sword, took a deep breath, and walked straight to the guard.

"Zhao Yin, do you know what you're doing, murdering a five-grade guard with a knife, no matter if you are a prince, you will be demoted to prison." The guards looked panicked.

The figure paused, as if shocked by a word, and the guard then said: "If you let me go, I will ensure that you are safe and sound, and continue to be your free prince." ”

Zhao Yin, who lowered his head, flashed a trace of imperceptible determination in his eyes, and he had already made a decision to turn his life in his heart.

The sword was raised and stabbed straight forward.

A streak of blood splattered and fell on his face and clothes.

This scene gives people a sharp feeling. Like a sword that has been sealed in the dust for a long time, it takes off the dust accumulated on it and shows the edge it should have.

A sword pierced the throat, and the guard seemed to say something, but blood kept coming out of his mouth.

Zhao Yin came to his senses from his impulse and let go of the hilt of his sword. The body took a step back, and his face turned pale, obviously not used to the feeling of killing for the first time.

"If you want to be an emperor, you have to pass this level." Fu Yang said.

A qualified emperor, the first thing to do is to learn to kill, to let the ministers of the court know the fear of being angry and punishing the nine clans, if he casually supports Zhao Yin to ascend to the throne, it is also weak and deceitful, even if it is an order to punish the nine clans. The people below are basically yin and yang, and they can't manage a huge empire at all.

Whether it is a bright gentleman or a faint gentleman, it is necessary to make people feel that they are like a tiger, and deeply remember that their heads will move at any time, and they should be cautious and think twice before doing things.

In this way, above the court, no sinister villain will dare to mess around.

In the history of China. There are many such things, and anti-customers are the mainstay. In the end, there are not a few who are trapped to death by trusted ministers, and emperors who lack blood and reason generally do not live long, and the emperor wants to live longer, more ruthless than anyone else.

Of course, this set does not apply to Fu Yang, if that one dares to rebel. Directly deprived of the divine position and relegated to the eighteenth layer of hell, there is no room for resistance at all.

Unlike secular empires, people's hearts are very complex and changeable, and they are high and powerful. Naturally, it attracts the suspicion and calculation of the people around him.

"You want to help me become emperor?" Liang Jiu Zhao Yin asked.

"Don't you want to be the emperor?" Fu Yang asked rhetorically.

"Hehe, even if you do, it's just a puppet in your hands." Zhao Yin smiled bitterly.

He knows very well in his heart that the person in front of him can give him everything and deprive him of everything, like a puppet who is manipulated by the line of fate, and cannot be freed from the shackles of his life.

"At least you become the emperor, as long as you don't disobey my orders, you can enjoy the prosperity of the world." Fu Yang smiled.

Yes, this is the best ending for Zhao Yin, as the emperor of the Upper Cloud Empire, even if he is under one person and above ten thousand, he doesn't have to ask about many things in person, and he doesn't have to worry about his life.

"Okay, I can become the Emperor of Liuyun, so why not listen to your orders in the future." Zhao Yin said firmly.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yin felt that only this method could ensure the safety of his future life, and he also had the idea of getting involved in the emperor's throne, which was just a vain.

Fu Yang smiled with satisfaction, becoming his subordinate, he would definitely give some life-saving things.

The two walked to the equipment warehouse, and the alchemist studied it all day long, and made a lot of things, but many things belonged to chicken ribs, and at the same time, let Zhao Yin understand how powerful the master he took refuge in, and the breath was as heavy as a peak, and he couldn't help but guess in his heart that if he patted it lightly, it was estimated that it would become a puddle of meat mud.

"Your Majesty, I'm here to recommend equipment for you, I have recently researched a batch of new goods, and if I fancy those, I will immediately order someone to mass-produce them." One of the principals flattered.

"There's no need, just choose a sign up for him, and the strength is at the heavenly level." Fu Yang spoke.

The celestial position is the division of the heavenly planes, which is equivalent to the distraction period monks.

"Your Majesty, wait a minute, I'll go and get it." The principal's eyes flickered, and the relevant objects kept thinking of them in his mind.

After a while, more than a dozen items were taken, with different shapes, including swords and weapons, rings, earrings, accessories, and even some weird shapes.

The principals introduced them one by one, and a ball of flesh came into Fu Yang's eyes.

The Liensmon, a developed Phantom Beast, has two forms, transforming into armor to protect its host, and it can also transform into a ferocious Lion to fight.

"This item is very good, you take it for protection." Fu Yang threw it to Zhao Yindao.

When I took the Lienson into my arms, I only felt soft, fleshy, very tactile, like a warm ball of meat.

Following the instructions, he dripped a drop of blood on it.

Suddenly, the red light appeared, the meat ball agitated, and it turned into a fist-sized lion cub, very cute, lazy to stretch in Zhao Yin's arms.

In his mind, some information was presented, Zhao Yin knew how to control the little lion, and with a command, the little lion turned into a dazzling white light, enveloping his whole body, directly transforming into a set of armor, and his whole body revealed a strong aura.

Of course, there is a second form, the armor turns into a light and detached, gathering together, showing the outline of a lion, and in the blink of an eye, a giant lion three meters high and ten meters long appeared in front of them, squatting meekly at Zhao Yin's feet, his tail wagging from time to time, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes from time to time.

With this beast, Zhao Yin was so excited that his whole body trembled, and he felt in his heart that the decision he made was correct, otherwise, he would miss an opportunity.

"Transform all those guards, anyway, you are very good at biological restructuring and energy utilization, just upgrade to the upper level." Fu Yang said.

"As you wish, Your Majesty." The person in charge said confidently. (To be continued.) )