Cohen's gaze shifted to Carl. On Prince Ulysses' face, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"I now know it's my destiny. Cohen nodded: "I have such an arrogant character, it is definitely not a good thing to be in other positions, this position without a boss seems to suit me very well." ”

"But this position is more dangerous and difficult than others, are you ready?" The smile on the prince's face gradually faded: "To put it mildly, it seems too reluctant to become an emperor at your age. ”

"I know that His Excellency the Prince was once the heir to the throne, but then he abdicated the throne. Cohen smiled slightly: "Or in the eyes of the prince, this throne is not worth his own painstaking management?"

"I'm not fit to be an emperor!" the prince shook his head: "What's more, if I stay in the position of the prince, I can help the family even more." ”

"Yes, if Your Excellency is the Emperor of the Tanxi Empire, I will inevitably confront you. Cohen smiled, "I don't think we want this to happen, do we?"

"Your Excellency is clear-headed, and not as it is rumored. The Prince was not surprised by Cohen's frank and almost reckless language: "Should I be happy! or should I be worried?"

"Should I be glad for a wise prince in a distant capital, or should I be wary?" Cohen tilted his head slightly: "On the one hand, having such a figure makes me feel that I am not alone, and on the other hand, it makes me uneasy to have someone who can perceive my intentions. ”

"Your Excellency, are you praising me, or are you praising yourself?" the prince asked rhetorically, "are you referring to the iron ore? If I don't agree quickly, the following request will surely make me more embarrassed, right?"

"Of course. For now. It's just about iron ore. Cohen nodded, "In the days to come." Your excellency will surely see through more of my tricks. ”

"If it's something that doesn't concern my country, I'd rather be silent. The prince sighed and stood up: "There are many things, in fact, we don't have to pay attention to them, for anyone, there is only one life!"

"Although such a chance is slim, I still have to say, Your Royal Highness. We should never meet on the battlefield, and I don't want to face an opponent like you. Cohen also stood up: "Let's go see the animals! I think they're all in a hurry." ”

"If we all try to avoid it, I don't think that will happen. The prince made a gesture: "Your Majesty, please." ”

Cohen took Princess Qinlun and nodded to the prince: "Your Excellency, please." ”

Under the palace wall of the harem by the imperial garden, the envoys of various countries were waiting for Cohen's arrival, and under the wall were placed a dozen huge wooden boxes, with large or small boreholes on the wooden boxes, and the sounds of animals were faintly heard.

When Princess Cinnen heard the animal's cry, she was impatient and dragged Cohen's left hand with both hands. With all the strength of his body, he pulled him closer, looking eager. The little face turned red.

"It's coming, don't worry!" Cohen chuckled and picked up Jean Lun, "Let's take a look!"

The animal trainers who had come with Gallo's envoy hurriedly came up to salute, first opening a wire net on the first box, and then carefully uncovering the lid of the box—and in an instant, dozens of large and small, colorful birds flew out of the wooden box with a chirp, covering the entire silk net, and also made Princess Qinlun dizzy.

"Good stuff. Seeing that Cinnen was so happy, Cohen himself was pleased, and said to the Gallo messenger, "Bothered. ”

"Where, a little care, if you can make the princess happy, we are already very honored. The Gallo envoy replied with a smile: "Please ask Your Majesty and the princess to see the animal in the second box, which is a small animal that is a special product of the mountains of the country, with bright fur and a docile temperament. ”

The trainer opened the lid and pulled out a cute long-haired animal, the size of a puppy, with stubby paws constantly wiping its nose, and its clumsy posture and lazy eyes made Qin Lun "giggle".

"This is the third wooden box, our country's specialty freshwater color fish, born in the mountains and deep streams, if you want to talk about bright colors, elegant manners, the world's fish are unsurpassed. The Gallo envoy introduced: "If it is placed in the fish pond of His Majesty, it will definitely add color to the harem." ”

"Really?" Cohen replied casually, thinking that if the fish was really good, he would pay it to his father, so that he would not miss the fish that he had eaten...... Princess Qinlun in her arms saw him distracted, smiled and pinched Cohen's nose with her little hand, and put down his helmet to protect her face.

If there is anyone else in the world who dares to make such a move to Cohen, then this person must be Princess Qinlun.

"Got it, little princess. Cohen shook his head helplessly: "Let's take a look!"

The lid of the box was slowly lifted, and a small fish jumped out of the water impatiently, and its rainbow-like long tail swayed gently, bringing out a string of crystal water droplets in the air.

Just as he was about to approach the wooden box, for no apparent reason, Cohen's heart suddenly appeared with an alarm!

"Your Majesty, please see—ah!" Before the words of the Gallo envoy beside him were finished, Cohen had already kicked him towards the wooden box, and with a clench of his hand holding Princess Qinlun, Cohen had already flown out upside down.

As soon as the body of the Gallo envoy approached the wooden box, a long sword leaked out of the box board, and the sharp sword head shook in the wind, pulling out a cold and bright sword flower, but in an instant, the body of the Gallo envoy was twisted into a cloud of blood mist by this hideous sword momentum!

"Poof!", the wooden plank on one side of the wooden box burst, and a body dressed in white water bounced out of the water, and in the four splashes of water droplets, in the loud bang, the man jumped into the air wrapped in mud and sand, and the long sword in his hand chased after Cohen who was flying backwards.

"Assassin!" Ben shouted from the rock standing behind Cohen, his body shook to seal the assassin's castration, and the war knife in his hand slashed straight past without any tricks, and with the help of momentum, the heavy war knife tore through the air, emitting an extremely sharp scream that ordinary war knives could never make.

"Dang!" swords struck, and the huge body of the rock shook slightly, as if it had suffered a loss. The assassin in the air pressed the head of the sword in his hand, broke the sword in Rock's hand in two, and tapped Rock's left shoulder with his toes, taking advantage of his strength. Like a falcon gliding. Keep chasing Cohen!

And the Assassin hit the rock on the shoulder. Blood spurted from his mouth, and his huge body rushed forward uncontrollably, knocking the wooden box to pieces.

The half-truncated knife thrown in the air was still whirling, and Carl was on the side. Ulysses grabbed it silently and kicked it in the air - the broken knife whined and shot at the Assassin in mid-air. However, the Assassin did not look back, and only threw a backhand punch with his free left hand, which did not make contact with the broken knife. It was directly with the energy brought up by the fist to break the blade, and this martial art made everyone speechless.

But the distance between him and Cohen is still a step longer.

Seeing the fierce attack of the assassin, Cohen, who was retreating, did not dare to be careless, he hugged Qin Lun's waist with one hand, protected her head with the other, and accelerated and flew back when he landed, without even having time to turn around. Fortunately, he came to this place often, and was familiar with the terrain under his feet, so that he would not retreat into a desperate situation in the chaos.

It's only been a breath since Cohen sensed something was wrong. The sudden change in the situation was confusing, and several envoys froze in place. Haven't reacted yet. Because the Assassin was too fast, the spears thrown by the guards who were a little farther away all missed the target.

The harem blared a series of sirens, and the guards on high alert fired the first batch of crossbow arrows, and the black arrows covered the path of the assassins, slowing down the speed of evasion and parrying.

A dozen or so crossbow arrows approached, but the assassin did not let him dodge, silently cracking the water on his body, and the soft fur water flew in all directions, and when he hit the crossbow arrows that flew quickly, the sound of the continuous pieces was like the collision of stone and metal, but the assassin's body had successfully passed through the arrow curtain and continued to chase his target - Cohen!

The icy tip of the sword was only ten paces away from Cohen.

At this critical moment, Cohen's heart was not panicked, but his thinking became clearer than ever, and when he landed on the ground for the second time and rose again, Cohen's body flashed, and there were five Cohen holding Princess Qinlun in the air, and the five Cohens were exactly the same, retreating in different directions.

The sword in the assassin's hand trembled slightly, and the light on the sword body was converging sharply, condensing towards the tip of the sword - a sharp howl came from the air, and a dazzling silver-white circle of light appeared next to the assassin, and rapidly expanded, and the five Cohen's bodies in the air were caught up, and they all shook as soon as they touched it!

The assassin's body turned in an unbelievable direction in the air, the long sword in his hand drew large and small circles, and the silver-white fighting qi from the tip of the sword shook three phantoms one after another, and found Cohen's original figure in the most calculated time, speeding up in the scream, and shortening the distance to fifteen steps in the blink of an eye.

The two of them fled and chased, their speed increased to the limit, and the surrounding guards could not help at all, and the spears and crossbow arrows shot were all missed, and they could only watch the assassin fly over their heads, anxious but helpless.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them rose and fell again, and when the assassin was getting closer and closer, and the situation was critical, a fireball flew out of the bushes, and the red fireball swirled in the air, dragging a beautiful arc trail, bypassing Cohen from the left, and silently crashing towards the assassin.

"Kill him!" shouted in unison from the guards chasing behind, "Kill him!"

The Assassin's piercing gaze remained fixed on his target, and he flew forward without slowing down a single minute, and when the fireball came to him, another punch was delivered.

The strong fist wind froze the fireball alive, and the fireball swirled rapidly in the air, unable to move forward again. Just as the chasing guards shouted pity, the fireball exploded at the Assassin's side, and the flames that burst out were like a huge net, completely enveloping the Assassin.

"Good!" the guards thundered with joy, and they all quickened their pace, ready to rush forward to shoot the water dogs.

A scream came from the fire curtain, and a layer of silver fighting qi spread all over the assassin's body, and the flames surrounding him were shattered into small sparks, shooting out at a faster speed, and the woods in a radius of dozens of arms below him immediately burst into flames.

But the power of this fireball is not here, the moment the flames fly away, the white shadow hiding in the fireball appears, his arms are lightly raised, and dozens of large and small wind blades are carried in plain white robes, covering the path of the assassin. Although the incident happened suddenly, the assassin did not panic, and Guanghua, who was holding up his long sword, drew a cross in front of him, and his body quickly deflected, and he directly broke through the gap between the wind blades.

But White Shadow's killing move was not the Wind Blade, she stretched out her arm, and her slender five fingers appeared from the wide sleeve of her robe, and she grabbed the assassin head-on.

"Puff puff!" there was a muffled sound, and the White Shadow's fingers and the assassin's fist collided three times in the shouts of the guards. No one took advantage. But the white shadow of the dragons. The effort in hand can be imagined. It was the design that had the upper hand, and this assassin rushed to the battle, and he was able to fight a draw with the white shadow with just his fists, which really made Cohen's heart chill.

Seeing the distance from Cohen, the assassin's body rolled over, and the light sword pierced Bai Ying's chest, and Bai Ying had no weapon in his hand, so he had to wave his sleeve robe to wrap the sword body.

"Ding!"

First, there was a crisp crashing sound. Then, with a "whoosh", the assassin's long sword broke through his sleeve, and the two staggered through the air, the assassin's figure lagged back slightly, and the white shadow flipped back and chased after him.

The Assassin was fifteen paces away from Cohen, the White Shadow was five paces away from the Assassin, and the three of them were chasing after me all the way, and there were only a few broken bracelets left on the ground.

As the Assassin got closer and closer, Cohen was secretly anxious. Judging from the fight just now, it was obvious that Bai Ying couldn't take care of him. And once he let him get close. It's still unknown how many photos it can hold. The only way to do this is to find another helper, but it will take time for people from the main palace or other places in the harem to arrive. I can't help when I'm around...... With a few spins in his head, Cohen, who was flying back, adjusted his aspects.

Flying is an instinct for the White Shadow, so the Assassin will be attacked from behind by the White Shadow every time he rises up, and the White Shadow's attack route is mostly towards the defensive corner behind the Assassin, and the angle is tricky, so after a few ups and downs, the Assassin has already taken several heavy hits from her.

Ordinary people would have to lie down long ago after being hit by a dragon claw, but this assassin didn't even spit out a mouthful of blood, and he was a rare master.

Cohen takes the lead, the Assassin is in the center, and the white shadow is behind, and the three figures, one black and two white, leap through the river and through the woods, and the white shadow and the assassin also have thrilling battles from time to time...... In a moment, he had already crossed the Imperial Garden and arrived under a green shade.

Cohen let out a muffled snort and leaped to his feet, much higher than any previous jump.

The assassin didn't say a word, but received a slap from the white shadow, and followed Cohen to his feet, his body as fast as lightning. The white shadow behind him shouted, not flying high, just brushing the green shade, already preparing a high-level magic in his hand.

Seeing that the assassin's long sword was about to approach, Cohen did not panic, his body slowly turned, and his back was lit to the assassin - in a muffled sound, the assassin seemed to have hit something, the long sword in his hand shook violently, the silver fighting energy on the surface of his body shone brightly, and the whole person suddenly changed his angle and fell to the ground!

It was a small courtyard, and the six elven elders stood quietly, and it was they who made the assassins suffer a secret loss.

The assassin had just landed when the white shadow's magic followed, and the assassin's body spun sharply, and the long sword took advantage of the momentum to pick it out. In the loud noise, he was still swept away by the magic aftermath, and his feet shook a few steps, and the cloth on his face was red, and he looked as if he was injured.

It was only then that Cohen's toes touched the ground. Before he could breathe a sigh, he heard a roar from the white shadow behind him, and turned his head slightly to see that the assassin had rushed towards several elven elders, and his cold gaze was like a real thing, which couldn't help but make the people being seen chill all over his body.

Cohen only had one realization in his heart, this assassin was really strong, and his crazy energy was fighting with him.

The assassin quickly rushed forward, the color of the fighting qi on the surface of his body had changed from silver white to light gray, and gradually expanded, and the moment he rushed into the encirclement of the elven elders, a dazzling light spread out in front of him, shaking everyone couldn't open their eyes!

In the violent explosion, the white shadow was shocked back several steps, and the six elven elders were all shaken away, and Cohen was even more miserable, and his body swept by the shock wave directly passed through the thick gate in front of him, rolling all the way into the house.

That's not all, the rolling Cohen also has to protect the princess Qinlun in his arms, the armor hit the bluestone ground, making a series of "crackling" sounds, and when he stopped, he had already fallen, so he was not wolf.

The Assassin flew through the door, and as he fell, the palm of his left hand touched the ground, and the entire house was immediately surrounded by a thin layer of purple gas, and a faint purple light curtain was also hung from the broken gate. The white shadow flying from behind accidentally collided, and its body flew back upside down.

Originally, the assassin should have rushed directly to attack, but the injury prevented him from acting immediately, so he had to lower his head and adjust his breathing for a while.

Cohen, who turned over, snorted coldly, stretched out his right arm, and put Qin Lun against the wall, then stood up, pulled out the black iron knife with his hand, and walked to the middle of the room to stand.

The assassin didn't look good either, his clothes were torn in many places, and the cloth covering his face was soaked with blood, and it seemed that the extremely powerful blow just now had made his injuries even worse.

Hearing Cohen's footsteps, the assassin raised his head, and his cold gaze shot at Cohen through the small holes in the two face scarves, and the hideous Cheng dù did not lose half a point. However, when his gaze swept over the huge magic crystal behind Cohen, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, and in that magic crystal was Fischette with closed eyes and a smile.

At such a time, any distraction can lead to fatal defeat, and Cohen is an out-and-out scoundrel, of course, he will not let go of this opportunity - he rushed forward with a loud shout, the black iron knife in his hand raised high, and the blade slashed at the assassin's head with the anger that had been building up since he was being hunted down!

This knife can be said to be Cohen's most powerful blow so far.

The assassin snorted and stood up, and the long sword reached forward, and the tip of the sword met the blade before it suddenly exerted force, deflecting Cohen's sword momentum - "poof!", and the tip of the sword plunged into the bluestone on the ground!

The attack was so fierce that Cohen's heart burned with rage, and before he could draw his sword, his left arm flicked, wrapped in the elbow of the black armor, and struck the assassin's head. The Assassin ducked on his back and kicked Cohen in the lower part of the body—swords staggered deep into the floor, and no one could pull them out for a moment!

Cohen's kung fu has improved a lot compared to before, but he has not practiced "Roar of Wrath" at home, and he does not dare to use it with Qin Lun by his side, and the assassin has not yet eased up, and he can't use any ruthless tricks.

The two punched and kicked in a very small range, one with a strange move, the other with a lot of scars, and it was a draw for a while. The fight was rising, and the two simply put down their swords and fought happily in the hall.

For the Assassin, Cohen's martial arts skills were not very good, and Cohen became more and more struggling with his fists and feet, so he had to use his signature magic weapon, leap back, and sprinkle a packet of red powder on him while the Assassin was rushing forward.

The assassin didn't know what to do, so he could only punch out a fierce punch regardless of the injury, and the fierce punch pushed Cohen to the ground again, sliding out a distance of more than a dozen steps, and another bag of medicinal powder in his hand was sprinkled into the sky, and the assassin who couldn't see clearly jumped back a few arms, and did not dare to approach lightly.

The red powder filled the vast space, and the Assassin was half-crouched on the ground with one hand, his upper body leaning forward slightly, and Cohen had also risen up, his left hand crossed his chest, and his right hand drew the short sword at his waist—both of them knew that the blow after the pink had dissipated was the final fight.

The fluttering pink slowly fell, and a thin and petite figure stood between Cohen and the Assassin, it was ...... Princess Chien Lun. (To be continued......)