Chapter 342 The Last Place, The Last Work

These things are useless to him at all, the weapons here are ordinary cold weapons, they are by no means magic weapons, and there are no weapon spirits, and there will be no such divine weapons in the world where the energy level is one.

You Longjian is the top god soldier in Daqing, and he has already given it to two beautiful apprentices as toys, and he doesn't like these things.

The fourth place is also shiny, this time it's Jinbao.

Zhang Hao once again used the drug to solve the two martial artist-level guards, took away all the belongings, and happily rushed to the next field.

Although the golden baby stone and jade jewelry and the like don't mean much to him, it is not comfortable to look at, especially a small wall made of many giant gold bricks, which has a strong visual impact, satisfying his long-standing desire to loot the treasure house of gold bricks.

Rushing to the last field, Athena sent a prompt: "Found a grandmaster-level powerhouse, Your Excellency Zhang Hao should pay attention to restraining his mind." ”

Zhang Hao smiled and brought himself a set of clothes with a fully enclosed air circulation system, in this kind of silent night, he could detect the sound of breathing within a hundred meters, it was better to be careful.

As for the Grandmaster-level powerhouse's sensitive martial arts true intent, Zhang Hao was not worried.

He didn't come to deal with the grandmaster-level powerhouse, as long as he didn't focus on the grandmaster-level powerhouse, the other party's martial arts true intent was not so vigilant, this was the method he figured out from Lao Yang.

However, after walking around, Zhang Hao found that if he wanted to do something, he really couldn't get around this grandmaster-level powerhouse.

This condescending grandmaster-level powerhouse on the high platform in the house, as long as he opened his eyes, he could see the movement in the martial arts library below, Zhang Hao directly collected the cheats too easily to be discovered, and he did not have the patience to collect them locally.

Quietly exiting the room, Zhang Hao instructed Gary to go in, and brought in a bottle of concentrated toxin from the poisonous widow by the way.

Of course, it's not the kind that can kill tens of thousands of people when a drop spreads, but a small amount of liquid with a hypnotic effect, which quickly turns into a gaseous diffusion when put in.

By the way, he could also take a look at the effect of the ability of the sixth-level toxin-based awakened person on the grandmaster-level powerhouse.

The vigilance of a grandmaster-level powerhouse? Hehe, it was all done by Xiao Snails, what does it have to do with him, he is just a passerby who came to the imperial city to watch the night view.

In less than five minutes, Athena came with a reminder: "The grandmaster-level powerhouse has fallen asleep, please act as soon as possible." ”

Gary came out and took Zhang Hao into the room quickly.

Zhang Hao himself would never step on any place here with his feet, and the ghost knows if there is an alarm here.

This time it took a little longer, and it took half an hour for Zhang Hao to scan all the cheats in the martial arts library, and he didn't take any of the cheats with him.

What he pursues is knowledge, which is the ladder of human progress, and he doesn't do anything like stealing books.

Scanning these cheats, at most, is to preserve the flame of civilization for mankind and promote cultural exchanges in multiple dimensions, and he has done a good job.

Before leaving, Zhang Hao asked Athena to scan the grandmaster-level powerhouse who fell asleep as usual.

It's a pity that the grandmaster-level powerhouses seem to have a good memory and don't need to carry cheats with them, so nothing has exploded on this little boss guarding the pass.

Zhang Hao was not disappointed, and after flying out, he went to the last most heavily guarded location.

However, he probably knew what kind of place it was, and he didn't go there to gain anything, but he just had an obsessive-compulsive episode, and if he didn't finish these places, he always felt that he had come to the imperial city in vain.

In the end, Zhang Hao was cautious when he sneaked in, there were too many guards, and his strength was also very strong.

The samurai-level are all on the periphery, and ten martial artists-level are guarding the core.

Using his shapeshifting abilities and Gary's levitation abilities, he struggled to enter the palace, not using his eyes to see, but with the help of Gary and Athena's projection of consciousness.

In this way, it will not arouse the vigilance of the grandmaster-level powerhouse in the main hall.

This grandmaster-level powerhouse looked like he was about thirty years old, six or seven points similar to Lao Yang, and he exuded a majestic and domineering aura all over his body, it should be that the current emperor of Daqing did not run away.

It is not surprising at all that the most guarded place in the Imperial City is, of course, where the Emperor is located.

As the emperor's living and office place, there are many treasures, but they are used daily, and the quantity is not as good as the things in those treasure houses.

Zhang Hao was not interested.

With a roll of his eyes, Zhang Hao asked Snails to take him to the palace at the back of the main hall, which is the emperor's resting place after work, with a luxurious couch and all kinds of exquisite objects and decorations, but the palace maids are gone, they are all outside to serve the emperor.

Zhang Hao looked around, and finally chose a suitable location, which happened to be a wall opposite the emperor's couch.

The wall was empty, covered only by a light veil.

I don't know what kind of pigment is used to dye the walls golden yellow, no wonder they have to be covered with light veils, otherwise they will definitely blind the emperor's dog eyes when they sleep.

The price of pursuing luxury is so cheating.

Zhang Hao sighed, took away the light yarn, and then took out an enlarged and thickened oil-based pen, slowly but firmly leaving the last work of the night on this wall.

After the painting, Gary took him out of the palace and flew straight into the night sky.

As the emperor of Daqing, Yang Mingyun has always slept late, and he was busy until three o'clock in the morning before finishing his work.

It was too late, and he could only rest in the room at the back of the main hall.

Surrounded by the palace maids, he returned to the back room, and he sighed tiredly.

In recent months, things have been big and chaotic for the royal family.

Just because Emperor Uncle Yang Qingtian brought a bunch of martial artist-level sieges to kill his father Yang Potian, it was an earth-shattering event.

Fortunately, Yang Qingtian's siege was unsuccessful, and Yang Mingyun was shocked into a cold sweat afterwards.

He and his father are not the kind of father and son who love and kill each other.

A long time ago, Lao Yang passed the throne to him, and he practiced penance, trying to reach the realm of the former Emperor of the Lieyang, so that Daqing could take off again.

In this world, the rank of the Emperor of the Sun is called the Great Grandmaster.

A powerhouse of this level is an existence that can suppress a country's luck for hundreds of years, and it can be called a humanoid nuclear weapon in space two.

Yang Mingyun naturally didn't want to have an accident with his father's big backer.

But after purging Emperor Uncle Yang Qingtian's henchmen a lot, Yang Mingyun still couldn't get up.

First, this purge involves a bit of a large area, and the Daqing royal family and the imperial court are a bit broken.

Second, Lao Yang came back today and told him a very bad news.

The young man who saved Lao Yang and arrested Yang Qingtian and that team of martial artists, Yang Tian, disappeared.

Neither the preconceived solicitation, nor the capture, turned into a void.

Lao Yang even said that the other party had weapons that could threaten him, and one of them could also fly at high altitude.

Yang Mingyun almost wanted to scold his mother.

What's the matter, such a weird and too strange opponent, which tendon did you have a twitch that would you want to provoke him?

It's a pity, I can only think about this in my heart, in fact, even if I scold Lao Yang, it won't help, everything has been done, can I still take it back?