Where did these two demons come from?!

When did the starting point orphanage have such ghosts?

It's terrifying!

The first thought that popped into Han Buli's mind was like this.

Even if it was a person like Han Buli who had been licking blood at the border all year round, he had sensed the aura of danger from these two children.

"Brother Han."

At that moment, a light voice came.

Hearing this, Shi Hao and Tang Yi both put away their own means.

Both of them looked at the Pranya who was walking briskly, wearing a foggy white glass skirt, for this beautiful and gentle 'big' sister, the two children were still very face-saving, and they shouted from afar.

"Sister Pranya."

"Sister Pranya."

When Han Buli saw Praruo, he was also a little relieved, and he greeted Praruo with a little embarrassment.

"This is Han Buli, Brother Han, and he is also the commander of Long Yingwei, whether it is out of respect for the seniors in the courtyard or Wei Li's respect for the superiors, you must not be rude."

"Apologize to Brother Han immediately!"

If Bingxue is smart, he instantly understood the embarrassment outside the Qiankun Gate, and hurriedly spoke out and scolded Shi Hao and Tang Yi.

What is unbelievable is that even if Xiao San scolds the two of them like this, the two of them will definitely talk back, but under the scolding of Praruo, they all lowered their heads and obeyed.

The two of them are not stupid, they have listened to the old people in the village since they were children, listened to the words of the eldest sister, and have milk to drink.

"Brother Han, we were wrong."

Hanging their heads, they shouted in unison, and then the two stopped talking and knelt on their own.

"Prajna, what's going on? Who are these two children? ”

Han Buli and Praruo left the Qiankun Prison side by side, and the corner of his eye glanced at the two behind him, and he couldn't help but ask.

Although there are many talents in the orphanage, Han Buli is really frightened by the existence of such two little monsters.

"You will know after a while, Brother Han, Brother Han is back to Beijing this time, but he wants to meet His Majesty?"

Prajna smiled sweetly, especially when mentioning His Majesty, there was less awe and more closeness.

After all, it's already twenty centimeters away.

This smile fell in Han Buli's eyes, making Han Buli suddenly feel a little surprised.

"Hey, Pranya, how do I feel that you are a little different from the past."

"Different? Brother Han, don't make fun of Prajna. ”

Prajna smiled, just as if it was a scene of greetings.

"Hmm... It's more feminine. ”

Han Buli looked at Prajna for a moment and said in a deep voice.

Suddenly, Prajna's cheeks turned red.

If you really want to talk about women, she has really transformed into a woman today.

When I think of the stormy two hours, when I think of the twenty centimeters of majesty, when I think of the crazy speed, my heart beats faster, my face is red, and even my breathing is subconsciously a little short.

"Pranya, what's wrong with you?"

Han Buli saw that there was something strange about Praruo, and subconsciously asked with concern.

"No, it's fine."

"The third brother is busy with official business, and he doesn't have time at the moment, so this time it will be up to Hanruo to lead Brother Han to meet His Majesty."

After Praruo finished speaking, he hurriedly walked forward with his head down, for fear that Han Buli would find other abnormalities.

……………………

At this time.

Ministry of Works, Heavenly Supervisor.

This is just one of the many office locations of Tiangongjian, which can also be called the core yamen.

In a huge clearing, the craftsmen were excited, and their eyes fell on a golden chariot in the center of the clearing, dazzling in the sun.

"Isn't that too much gold?"

Zhu Xiongying and Xue Ji stood beside the chariot.

Zhu Xiongying looked at the golden chariot, and to be honest, when he saw it for the first time, he almost blinded his titanium alloy dog's eyes.

Although His Majesty the Emperor is rich from all over the world, he has never experienced the visual stimulation of being dazzled by gold.

"Your Majesty, this first car should be owned by Your Majesty, Your Majesty's Ninety-Five, with gold as the body, as a matter of course."

Although Xue Ji took a large amount of silver from the household, she never spent it indiscriminately, and every sum was spent on the blade, and it was all recorded by a special account room, and every payment was remembered clearly.

But even though she has always been thrifty, Xue Ji is very insistent on whether to use gold to build the body of this first car, and she doesn't feel that it is a waste of silver taels.

Just because it was made for His Majesty.

"Hmm."

Zhu Xiongying didn't say anything, but it was just a little gold, and he could still afford to spend it.

He just felt that the car in front of him looked a little different from the car in his memory.

The original drawings of the car were hand-drawn by Zhu Xiongying, which can be regarded as drawing a large frame for the craftsmen of the Tiangong Supervisor, so as not to make detours, and painted a total of three.

The first, a normal four-door sedan, roughly looks like a Maybach.

The second is a large truck transporting goods.

The third, the supercar, can refer to Lamborghini.

Zhu Xiongying remembered that Xue Ji asked at that time, roughly meaning which of the three cars he liked.

Needless to say, supercars.

So this Ming first car, judging from the appearance, is a golden Lamborghini.

Of course, many details and lines are not quite right, which cannot be said that the craftsmanship of Tiangongjian is not good, but Zhu Xiongying's painting ability is not enough.

"Your Majesty, please get in the car."

The two craftsmen stepped forward and slowly opened the car door, and Zhu Xiongying's pupils shrank.

Ouch, that's good.

There is also a reproduction of the element of the scissor door, but unfortunately it is not automatic and needs someone to hold it.

If such a large piece of gold cast car door hits someone, it is estimated that it will be half broken.

Zhu Xiongying sat directly in the cockpit and glanced at the interior layout of the car.

Well, a strong copycat wind.

But it's acceptable, after all, with Daming's current technology, it's good to be able to do this, as for what LCD dashboards and the like, of course it's impossible.

"Your Majesty, you can light the fire."

Zhu Xiongying glanced at the ignition switch, which was engraved with jade and pressed it towards the ignition switch.

Rumble~!

Suddenly, a powerful sense of vibration came, and then Zhu Xiongying stepped on the accelerator, and a strong sense of pushing his back suddenly hit, and the golden chariot let out a roar like a reckless bull, and rushed out with a 'whew'.

However, this golden chariot only ran for three seconds, and it ran out of a distance of five zhang, and suddenly there was a 'bang bang bang'.

Four wheels, all blown up.

All the craftsmen were startled, the smile on their faces was stiff, and they were so frightened that they knelt down, Xue Ji was also pale, and ran quickly to the side of the car, and when she saw Zhu Xiongying push the car door and walk down, she also knelt down.

"The concubine is negligent, please punish your majesty."

Yukihime's expression went from initial excitement to current frustration.

However, 'a sentence of concubine negligence' can reflect her responsibility, which is enough to surpass too many important ministers in the court, and she will take care of it herself, and she will never throw the blame to the people below.

"Punishment?"

"Why do you want to be punished?"

After getting out of the car, Zhu Xiongying was very happy.

Zhu Xiongying doesn't care whether this car can be driven perfectly, what he cares about is the success of the core technology, what he cares about is the degree of fit between the internal combustion engine and mana.

The reason for the puncture is also simple, just because the tires can't withstand the sudden surge in momentum, after all, the body made of gold is very heavy, and the rough rubber of the tires is too rough, these can be gradually improved in the future.

"All craftsmen who belong to the Heavenly Supervisor will be rewarded with one hundred taels of silver."

Zhu Xiongying said a word, Xue Ji was shocked, a pair of good-looking eyes with disbelief, and the craftsmen who knelt on the ground were also stunned, and then they were all ecstatic.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Long live our emperor! Banzai! Hooray! ”

The sound of long live reverberated in the sky above the work supervisor on this day, and it kept drifting and drifting to the Ministry of Industry across it.

At this time, Yan Zhenzhi, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, had just returned from the Ministry of Households, his face was full of anger, and it seemed that the plan to ask Xia Yuanji for money had failed again.

Coincidentally, he had just returned to the Yamen, and the sound of long live was heard.

"What's going on?"

Yan Zhenzhi grabbed a principal and asked repeatedly.

"Lord Hui Shangshu, I heard that it was the Heavenly Supervisor who built the car, and today His Majesty will personally inspect it, listening to the voice of Long Live Thanksgiving, this will be rewarded by His Majesty."

When it comes to rewards, the eyes of this chief are full of yearning for the heavenly supervisor.

Although the overtime work of the supervisor was serious on this day, he gave a lot of silver! And there is also His Majesty's reward!

I thought that when the Tiangong supervisor came to ask the Ministry of Labor, why didn't he follow him, otherwise why would he be here now.

"Immediately gather the elite craftsmen in the department, and eat dry rice one by one?!"

Yan Zhen shouted sharply.

The principal was stunned for a moment, and then muttered.

"My lord, what are you going to do with so many craftsmen, we can't get an internal combustion engine, and we don't have that silver to make a car......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt Yan Zhen's knife-like eyes fall on his head, and he suddenly realized that he had poked the sore spot of his own family Shangshu, and hurriedly shut up.

"Can't make cars, can't you build bicycles?!"

"Do it now!"

Zhu Xiongying also gave the drawings of the bicycle, but the Tiangong supervisor felt that the challenge of this thing was too low, so no one studied it, and for the Ministry of Labor, which had no money, it was tantamount to the best choice.

"No, I still have to go to the household!"

Yan Zhen gritted his teeth, turned around and left the yamen again, and didn't know where to get a broom stick before leaving.

This posture is more like grabbing money.

………………

The sun sets and the moon rises, when the stars dot the night sky.

Zhu Xiongying returned to the Star Picking Tower, and after leaving from the Tiangong Prison, he went to Ningshou Palace for the rest of the hours to accompany Ah Biao.

After all, tomorrow is the wedding day, and it makes sense to accompany your own father.

Of course, the most important thing is to worship his biological mother Chang as a son with Ah Biao.

"Your Majesty."

On the star-picking platform.

When Zhu Xiongying appeared, Han Buli, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately knelt on the ground and saluted.

And Prajna is a debt, and this line is a concubine ceremony.

This scene made Han Buli, who was kneeling on one knee, stunned, and only reacted after a few seconds, and then he understood why he felt so much more feminine on his body.

It turned out that ** up.

"Say."

Zhu Xiongying fell on the free chair, and Praruo came behind Zhu Xiongying very sensibly and pinched Zhu Xiongying's shoulder.

"Your Majesty, the spies lurking in Timur's army have sent back news."

"In Timur's army, it was found that someone was able to use a magic similar to the Qiankun Shifting Array, who was wearing a gray robe, a horned hat, white skin, and a very strange wooden staff in his hand."

"This is a drawing for others, and please look at it for Your Majesty."

After speaking, Han Buli presented a picture scroll.

Zhu Xiongying raised his hand to take it, just glanced at the costume of the person on the painting, and his brows furrowed.

The word 'wizard' popped out of my mind in an instant.

In the West, there is such a thing as magic?

If memory serves, Western Europe is still at the end of the Middle Ages, the darkest age, and if there is magic, it is probably black magic.

But the question is, where does this black magic come from? How was it made?

Could it be that it was also caused by radiation?

"Han Buli, I have something I want you to do, do you dare?"

Zhu Xiongying looked at Han Buli and said lightly.

Han Buli was stunned for a moment, and clenched his fists fiercely.

"Your Majesty has a will, the sword is a mountain and a sea of fire, and you will never give up!"

Zhu Xiongying stood up and paused for a moment.

"I want you to go to the West for yourself to find out for me the origins of these wizards, what their power system is, and what the overall pattern of Europe is now."

"Europe, Europe?"

Han Buli was stunned, he had never heard of this word.

"You can understand those countries west of the Timurid Empire."

After Zhu Xiongying finished speaking, he thought for a moment.

With a flick of his hand, a ring fell into Han Buli's hand.

"This mission is very dangerous, and you have to be cautious, but if you need it, take it from this storage ring."

Zhu Xiongying put a lot of pills in it, as well as some magic weapons and the like, so that Han Buli could save his life to the greatest extent.

"Minister, obey!"

Han Buli took a deep breath and carefully put away the storage ring.

………………

The night was dark.

At night, Mobei is even colder, and the wind and sand are slapped on people's faces, making people feel hot and painful.

At this time, in the yurt of the Great Prime Minister of the Northern Yuan Dynasty.

Wang Baobao sat on the main seat, soaking in the Chinese herbal foot bath, which would be his health time.

And in front of him, the white-skinned and blue-eyed old man in a red wizard's robe was staging an extremely shocking highlight for Wang Baobao.

Throughout the yurt, everyone's eyes fell on the white-skinned old man's scepter.

I saw the white-skinned old man stretch out the scepter in his hand forward, and the crystal beads on the top of the scepter suddenly glowed with emerald green fluorescence, full of vitality in the yurt, and there was a live emerald green bird flying out of it, followed by the second, the third, a large flock...

Even on the ground, grass grew rapidly, breaking through the blanket of the yurt.

'I'll go, let's put Lao Tzu here to play tricks?' ’

'It's exciting, do you want to give a reward?' ’

Wang Baobao looked confused and entangled in his heart.

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