Before, Xu Yichen's beacon with the message of the gray knight was considered a kind of base, and other metal fragments of different sizes could be pieced together if they were found at the right angle, and every time Xu Yichen successfully put together a piece, with a click, a piece of the base beacon would grow out of thin air.

The little thing gradually morphed into a palm-sized box in the Demon Hunter's hand, and when all the pieces in his hand were assembled, only a small gap remained in the box.

At this time, although its properties have not changed, the font is slightly glowing on the system interface, and the handwriting begins to become blurry.

At the gate of the camp, the former emperor Zhao Ji walked in with a large retinue, although the new dynasty has repeatedly emphasized that no one is allowed to enslave others at will, but the emperor always has some superpowers, such as Zhao Ji, he is particularly rich.

is so rich that even if he is not the emperor, he can still maintain the establishment of his inner government, and he can also afford to raise his dozen concubines, of course, the number of his original concubines is much more than this, Zhao Ji took the opportunity of his abdication to dismiss some of the things he didn't like, and some of them chose to leave.

Things in the palace are like that, such and such women were stuffed to Zhao Ji's side for various reasons, whether he likes it or not, whether those women like it or not, because this is related to the stability of the country, fortunately, Zhao Ji can get out of this opportunity.

It's also a good thing for those women, the artist Zhao Ji comforted himself, after all, the people don't have too much left waiting for Solitaire, otherwise he really can't do this kind of thing.

"This is my current guard of the Great Song Dynasty?" Zhao Ji looked at the sentries standing guard around the camp, and it was really more fearsome than the Banzhi samurai who was in charge of Ouchi before, and the emperor of the previous dynasty knew very well that these soldiers were not just standing like a pine, and these people were ruthless when they killed people.

"Official, hurry up and be quiet, you can't be called a big Song now." The attendant glanced at the guards of the new dynasty on the left and right sides with some uneasiness, and said cautiously: "I don't want to do this now, and the people below say that this is the new dynasty." ”

"New Dynasty?" Artist Zhao Ji savored these two words, and felt a little lost in his heart: "A new dynasty of innovation? ”

"Mr. Zhao doesn't have to mind, we have no plans to change the name of the dynasty, and Song is still the only name we have when we are to the outside world." The person in charge of receiving Zhao Ji is the bald Chang Wei, and this warrior monk looks very solemn when he is not spoofing, as if he does not move King Kong.

"There is Master Lao, there have been nightmares recently, and I want to use the killing atmosphere of the military camp to suppress one or two." Zhao Ji arched his hand very politely, although he was more inclined to Fang Shi's side, but he was not repulsive to Buddhism, after all, the new dynasty did not find a guy in a black coat to receive him, which was already enough to give face.

Chang Wei saw the former emperor arching his hand towards him, his self-esteem swelled infinitely, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously showed a sand sculpture smile, but a lightning bolt fell from the sky and woke him up on the spot.

Huang Laoxie stood in the shadows and did not appear, and said in the player's communication channel: "Arrange Emperor Lao'er to Xu Yichen's dormitory, that horse thief who dared to bribe the quartermaster has no time to sleep today." ”

Chang Wei made an OK gesture in the direction of Huang Laoxi, and as soon as he turned around, he resumed the solemn image of the master and made a gesture of invitation to Zhao Ji, and when the crowd behind Zhao Ji also planned to enter with him, the guards on both sides stretched out their hands to stop them.

"The barracks are important, and unrelated people are forbidden to enter." The guards stared ahead, not looking at anyone's face.

"Go back, go back, I'm safe here, stay a few days and go back." On the contrary, Zhao Ji himself didn't care, he was very calm, and he trusted the new dynasty a lot, after all, they would have already killed him.

"Official, how much do you leave a personal person to take care of your daily life?" The attendants didn't dare to make a loud noise, so they could only whisper BB, but Zhao Ji had already walked away under the guidance of Chang Wei, and there were only two cold-faced guards left in front of him, and the companions behind him had already retreated several steps.

As the new dynasty was in power for longer and longer, those who thought they had a chance to be from the dragon realized that they were wasting their time, and the attendants could only secretly sigh that the hearts of the people were scattered, and the team was becoming more and more difficult to lead.

"Mr. Zhao, this is born from the heart, and the soul is entangled, it is easy to solve it, we have an expert to solve this kind of problem." Chang Wei introduced with a smile: "You should have heard of the Yama Club that was popular in Bianjing City a while ago, right?" ”

"Naturally, I have heard that the unjust ghosts of the cholera dynasty in the past few decades have been recorded very clearly in the history books, and I thought it would take some time to solve, but I didn't expect it to be such a result." The artist emperor's smile was a little emotional, and he made a special trip to the door because of this incident.

Even Yama was beaten to his knees, so he must have made this little thing easier, right?

"Today, we will specially arrange you and the hero who solved the Yama problem in the same dormitory, and we will definitely be able to cure the disease!" Chang Wei smiled like a drug dealer selling counterfeit drugs, and pushed open the door of Xu Yichen's dormitory.

Zhao Ji only felt a gust of fishy wind coming from the surface, although the power of the emperor of the previous dynasty was not weak, comparable to a player of the fourteenth or fifth level, but he couldn't stand the fact that people's usual ten fingers did not touch the spring water, and he recently killed two corrupt officials, and scared an old man to death before he had just seen blood, so he had experienced this?

Looking up, Xu Yichen cleaned up his [War Calamity] big sword on the table with a strong wine burning jade knife, this legendary weapon has not been cleaned up since the demon hunter, although the daily maintenance has not been pulled down, but it is the first time that it has been cleaned so carefully and thoroughly.

The blood on the table had already flowed down the corner of the table at this time, the serrated chain with pure gold coating was dismantled and placed aside, Xu Yichen was holding a long dagger and clicking the blood stain hidden deep inside the gear, staining his fingers red with the blood water melted by the spirits.

The soul of the Bloodthirsty Dinox was complaining about the maintenance skills of the Demon Hunter in [War Scourge], and the blood-colored aura visible to the naked eye continued to emerge, washing everything in the room.

Zhao Ji's face turned pale, and he felt that his hysteria was half cured on the spot, although this medicine was fierce, but the medicine was poisonous, I am afraid he couldn't resist this medicine!

"With such a fierce general, I still don't bother, right?" Zhao Ji looked at Chang Wei with some embarrassment, he couldn't have imagined that this fat-headed, big-eared monk who seemed to be loyal and honest was also an old silver coin!

"Why did Mr. Zhao say this?" Chang Wei pulled Zhao Ji into the room: "We have always been a double room, no one bothers anyone, he is used to it." ”

I'm not used to it!