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"Queen Mother, how are you?" As soon as the angry Prince Jiang returned to the city, he was brought to the queen by a pale palace maid, looking at his weak queen mother, Prince Jiang was very worried.

Because more and more people came to the vicinity of the Ming Kingdom, the original agreement between the Qi State and the Jiang State was naturally invalidated, and in the face of the large-scale attack of the Qing State, the queen could only force himself on the battlefield, and the Shanchuan Shejitu was also turned into ashes under the intervention of people with intentions.

The treasure map was broken, the qi was reversed, and in the end, although King Jiang saved his life, he also lost most of his cultivation, and now looking at his son, with her eyesight, she can naturally see the changes in the starlight, and she is suddenly very sad, and vaguely guesses who is behind the calculation, but she can't do anything.

At the same time, she also knew what the other party wanted, and she probably guessed her child's plan, that is, to persuade the prince of Jiang Guo: "My son, you quickly take your sister to leave Jiang Guo and go to Mingguo to stay, they don't have the courage to go to Mingguo to make trouble!"

"Then my sister and I will become the people of the country!"

Queen Jiang said sadly: "That's better than dying and dying, and there will be no return!"

"Someone!" Prince Jiang closed his eyes, asked the queen to be sent back to the palace, stood in place, and said in a low voice: "Countless Jiang Guo men are throwing their heads and spilling blood for the country, how can I, as the prince of a country, steal my life! Queen Mother, I'm sorry!"

After speaking, the prince of Jiang Guo came to the underground palace, which is connected to the underground fire vein, where a swordsmith is forging a sword embryo, the dark red earth fire is frantically licking the metal around the sword embryo, with the flying of the hammer in the swordsmith's hand, all kinds of strange crystals and different irons, turned into a mysterious pattern, imprinted on the red sword embryo that was burned by the flames, the invisible evil qi, carrying the Taoist soul, gathered from all directions, integrated into the sword embryo.

"It's almost, it's almost there......" Prince Jiang Guo looked at the magic sword in the fire pool, endured the excitement in his heart, and stared closely at the sword embryo hanging in the center of the furnace by the invisible force, and said secretly in his heart: "The suffering of Jiang Guo, the unjust souls of hundreds of thousands of people, mixed with my greedy wolf star power, will definitely be able to forge a god-level weapon, with this weapon, I will be able to kill the Great Tibetan Dharma King and defend Jiang Guo......

"His Royal Highness the Prince!" The swordsmith finished the final forging at hand, came to the side of the prince of Jiang Guo, and sighed: "Although the sword embryo is completed, there is still a trace of flaw, even if you achieve a divine soldier, I am afraid you will not be able to defend Jiang Guo." ”

As he spoke, the swordsmith's face was full of pity and excitement, but there was a faint madness in his eyes.

Jiuzhou weapons are divided into four categories: mortal soldiers, treasure soldiers, divine soldiers, and extreme divine soldiers.

Among them, mortal soldiers are ordinary weapons, and ordinary blacksmiths can forge them.

Because of the need to stimulate the spirituality in the materials, the requirements for craftsmen are relatively high, and the existence of a swordsmith who can originally forge a top-level treasure soldier is already equivalent to a person in a small country like Jiang Guo, and has a very high status.

The higher divine soldier is the limit of the blade that the craftsman can forge, with extremely powerful abilities, and the divine soldier is only a general term, according to the forging material and the spiritual bias in it, the divine soldier can also be called the fairy soldier, the demon soldier, the Buddhist soldier, the demon soldier, and the five kinds of divine soldiers.

Because theoretically speaking, any god-level blade can be compared to a martial arts monk equivalent to the Earth Immortal Realm, so in Jiuzhou, for craftsmen who can forge divine weapons, they will be respected as divine craftsmen, which is the highest glory for craftsmen.

Now that a divine weapon is about to be born in the hands of the swordsmith, he is naturally very happy, but the defects of the divine weapon also make him very pity, he keeps thinking in his heart, thinking about whether to tell the prince of Jiang Guo how to make up for it.

"What else is missing?" said the prince of Jiang Guo, who had already carried the resentment of hundreds of thousands of Jiang Guo people, said coldly.

"This sword is a fierce and ominous demon sword, which is surging to the sky, even if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is trained with the power of the greedy wolf star, it is difficult to do the full work, only by first quenching the pure yin blood of the maid to dispel the resentment, in order to ensure that this sword is used by people while not damaging its magic power. ”

"Do you just need a maid?" Prince Jiang's face changed slightly, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't want the swordsmith to continue: "It's not an ordinary maid, this girl must have a blood relationship with the prince, and trust the prince, only in this way, can the magic sword be used by the prince!

"What did you say?" the angry Prince Jiang roared, grabbing the swordsmith's collar with both hands.

The swordsmith was originally also a martial arts monk in the shackle realm, but these days, due to the erosion of the magic sword aura, he had already cultivated to a complete waste, and after coughing twice, he said intermittently: "You have to... He is related to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince... And I trust His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's maid to pure yin blood... Refinement... to make it happen... Please also ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince... Focus on the big picture... Don't get emotional... If the princess knew, she would ......."

"Get out!" Prince Jiang Guo roared angrily, threw the swordsmith around the sword embryo, and scolded: "Since you think that you should put the country first and don't be emotional, then why don't you roll into the sword and serve the country?

"Yes... Right... ...... to the swordsmith stood up and laughed: "And me! And me! With my blood and corpse, the power of the magic sword will be even greater, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ......"

The swordsmith looked at the prince of Jiang Guo, and retreated into the flames step by step, the blazing flames burned his body, but his face was expressionless, and he said softly: "But I have no blood relationship with you, although I have trust, but I am not firm enough, even if I forcibly forge it with my blood, you can't drive it!"

When the words fell, the swordsmith's body was washed by the earth fire, turning into a little red light and merging into the sword embryo, and the purple-black sword embryo, which was originally lifeless, suddenly bloomed with a faint brilliance, and the incomparably cold and domineering evil qi dispersed from this sword.

The nearest Prince Jiang frowned, starlight surging around him, took a step forward, and put his hand on the hilt of the magic sword.

The blood light rose, countless grievances rushed up, countless distracting thoughts surged, the prince of Jiang Guo's body was pitch black, the water light was surging all around, the green energy in his eyes was gone, and the greedy wolf phantom who looked like a dragon and a wolf roared, and after the blood light was shattered, there was a wail.

Prince Jiang Guo took a step back, opened his mouth and spurted blood, he felt that the starlight that had been replenished since he was lit up had been cut off, and his eyes looking at the magic sword were not only shocked.

"Isn't it okay?" Feeling the injury of his body, knowing that he had no second chance, Prince Jiang Guo had tears in the corners of his eyes, gritted his teeth and walked out of the underground palace, but he didn't want a shadow to float in the dark, turned into the image of a maid, and after half an hour, he took Prince Jiang's sister to the underground palace.