Cohen's eyes moved to the face of Prince Carl Ulysses, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
"I now know that this is my destiny." Cohen nodded: "I have such an arrogant character. It is definitely not a good thing to be placed in other positions. This position without a boss seems to suit me very well."
"But this position is more dangerous and difficult than other positions. Are you ready for everything?" The smile on the prince's face gradually faded: "To put it bluntly, becoming the emperor at your age seems too reluctant.
Already."
"I know that the prince was once the heir to the throne, but later gave up the throne." Cohen smiled slightly: "Or in the eyes of the prince, this throne is not worth his efforts?"
"I'm not suitable to be an emperor!" The prince shook his head: "What's more, I can help the family better by staying in the position of prince."
"That's right. If Your Excellency the Prince is the Emperor of the Tanxi Empire, I will inevitably confront you." Cohen laughed: "I think we all don't want this to happen, right?"
"Your Excellency has a clear mind and is not as described in the rumors." The prince was not surprised by Cohen's frank and almost reckless language: "Should I be happy! Or should I be worried?"
"Should I feel lucky for a wise prince in a distant capital, or should I be wary?" Cohen tilted his head slightly: "On the one hand, the existence of such a character makes me feel that I am not alone, and on the other hand, being able to
People who notice my intentions make me feel uneasy."
"Your Excellency, are you praising me? Or are you praising yourself?" The prince asked, "Are you referring to the iron ore matter? If I don't agree quickly, the following request will definitely make it more difficult for me, right?"
"Of course, for now, it's just about the iron ore." Cohen nodded: "In the days to come, you will definitely see through more of my tricks."
"If it is something that does not involve my country, I would rather stay silent." The prince sighed and stood up: "There are many things that we don't need to take to heart. For everyone, life is only once!"
"Although such a chance is slim, I still want to say, Your Highness, we should never meet on the battlefield. I don't want to face an opponent like you." Cohen also stood up: "Let's go see the animals! I
I think they are all impatient."
"If we all work hard to avoid it, I think that situation will not 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 near the imperial garden, envoys from various countries were waiting for Cohen's arrival. Under the wall were placed a dozen huge wooden boxes with holes of different sizes, and there were sounds of animal sounds.
A faint sound came out.
Princess Qinlun was impatient when she heard the sound of animals. She dragged Cohen's left hand with both hands and pulled him closer with all her strength. Her expression was eager and her little face turned red.
"It's coming, it's coming, don't worry!" Cohen chuckled and picked up Qinlun: "Let's take a look!"
The animal trainers who came with the Gallo envoy quickly came up to salute. They first opened a silk screen on the first box, and then carefully opened the lid of the box - in an instant, dozens of large and small animals with bright colors appeared.
Birds chirped and flew out of the wooden box, covering the entire silk screen, which made Princess Qinlun dizzy.
"Good stuff." Seeing Qin Lun so happy, Cohen himself felt pleased and said to the Gallo envoy: "Thank you for your trouble."
"Where is it? If your little kindness from my country can make the princess happy, we will be very honored." Envoy Garo replied with a smile: "Your Majesty and the princess, please take a look at the animals in the second box. This is
A small animal native to the mountains of Biguo, with shiny fur and docile temperament."
The animal trainer opened the lid of the box and took out a cute long-haired animal, only the size of a puppy. Its stubby paws kept wiping its nose. Its clumsy posture and lazy eyes made Qin Lun giggle.
laugh.
"This is the third wooden box. Freshwater colorful fish, a specialty of our country, are born in high mountains and deep streams. In terms of bright colors and elegant manners, there is no other fish in the world." Envoy Gallo introduced: "If you put it in
Your Majesty’s fish pond will surely add beauty to your harem.”
"Really?" Cohen answered 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 his arms looked at it
He was distracted, smiled, pinched Cohen's nose with his small hands, and put down his helmet to protect his face.
If there is one person in the world who dares to do such a thing to Cohen, then this person must be Princess Qinlun.
"I know! Little princess." Cohen shook his head helplessly: "Let's take a look!"
The lid of the box was slowly opened, and a small fish jumped out of the water eagerly, its rainbow-like long tail swinging gently, bringing out a string of crystal water drops in the air.
Just as he was about to approach the wooden box, for no apparent reason, a warning sign popped up in Cohen's mind!
"Your Majesty, please look - ah!" Before the envoy Garo could finish his words, Cohen kicked him towards the wooden box. The hand holding Princess Qinlun tightened and Cohen flew out.
As soon as Messenger Garro's body came close to the wooden box, a long sword emerged from the board. The sharp sword tip swung in the wind, drawing out a cold and bright sword flower. In just an instant, Messenger Garro's body was struck by this ferocious sword.
The sword force twisted into a ball of blood mist!
"Poof!" There was a loud noise, and the wooden board on one side of the wooden box burst. A body in white clothes bounced out of the water. Amidst the splashing water droplets and the loud noise, the man wrapped in
Nisha jumped into the air, and the long sword in his hand chased Cohen who was flying backwards.
"Assassin!" Ben yelled from the rock behind Cohen. He blocked the assassin's move with a sway of his body. The sword in his hand slashed straight through without any tricks. With the help of momentum, the thick sword tore open the air and issued an absolute warning sound from a normal sword.
An extremely sharp scream that cannot be emitted.
With a sound of "Dang!", the swords struck each other, and Rock's huge body shook slightly, as if he had suffered a loss. The assassin in the air pressed the sword head in his hand, breaking the sword in Rock's hand into two pieces, and lightly touched his toes.
Click on the left shoulder of the rock, use the force to jump up, like a gliding falcon, and continue to chase Cohen!
The rock that was hit on the shoulder by the assassin was spitting out blood, and his huge body rushed forward uncontrollably, smashing the wooden box into pieces.
The half-severed knife thrown in the air was still spinning, and Karl Ulysses on the side grabbed it silently, and kicked it out in the air - the broken knife made a weird whine, and stimulated the assassin in mid-air.
He shot away. But the assassin did not look back. He only used his free left hand to backhand a punch. There was no contact between the fist and the broken blade. The energy brought by the punch directly deflected the broken blade. This martial skill left everyone speechless.
But the distance between him and Cohen has still widened.
Seeing the assassin's fierce attack, Cohen, who was retreating, did not dare to be careless at all. He hugged Qinlun's waist with one hand and protected her head with the other. When he landed, he accelerated and flew away. He didn't even have time to turn around. Fortunately,
He comes to this place often and is familiar with the terrain under his feet, so he will not retreat into a desperate situation in the rush.
It took only one breath from the moment Cohen noticed something was wrong. The sudden change in the situation made people confused. Several envoys stood there blankly and had not yet reacted. Because the assassin's movement was too fast, the guards farther away threw
All the spears missed their target.
Alarm sirens sounded continuously in the harem, and the guards who were on high alert fired the first batch of crossbow arrows. The assassin's path was covered with bright black arrows, and any attempt to avoid or block them would slow him down.
A dozen crossbow arrows came at him, but the assassin did not give in or avoid them. He silently cracked the water on his body, and the soft fur water flakes flew in all directions. When they collided with the flying crossbow arrows, the continuous
The sound was like the collision of stone and metal, but the assassin's body had successfully passed through the arrow screen and continued to chase his target - Cohen!
The ice-cold sword tip was only ten steps away from Cohen.
At this critical moment, Cohen did not panic in his heart. Instead, his thinking became clearer than ever before. When he landed and stood up again for the second time, Cohen's body flashed. A total of five Cohens holding Princess Qinlun appeared in the air. Five of them appeared in the air.
Cohen was exactly the same, retreating in different directions.
The sword in the assassin's hand shook slightly, and the light on the sword converged sharply and condensed towards the tip of the sword - a sharp whistle came from the air, and a dazzling silver-white aperture appeared next to the assassin, and expanded rapidly, and five stars in the air
Cohen's body was caught up, and they all trembled as soon as they came into contact!
The assassin's body turned in an incredible direction in the air. The long sword in his hand drew large and small circles. The silver-white fighting spirit coming from the tip of the sword dispersed three phantoms in succession. Cohen's true identity was found in the shortest time.
Amid the roar, it accelerated and flew by, shortening the distance to fifteen steps in the blink of an eye.
The two people escaped and chased each other, their speed increased to the limit. The surrounding guards were completely unable to help. The spears they attacked and the crossbows they fired all failed. They could only watch the assassins flying over their heads, anxious but unable to do anything.
.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them were up and down again. Seeing the assassin getting closer and closer, when the situation was critical, a fireball flew out from the bushes. The red fireball rotated in the air, dragging a beautiful arc trail, and circled from the left.
He passed by Cohen who was retreating and flew toward the assassin silently.
"Kill him!" The guards chasing behind shouted in unison: "Kill him!"
The assassin's sharp eyes were still focused on his target, and his speed of flying forward never slowed down. When the fireball approached, he punched out again.
The strong wind of the fist froze the fireball, and it spun rapidly in the air and could no longer move forward. Just when the pursuing guards shouted what a pity, the fireball suddenly exploded beside the assassin, bursting with flames.
Like a giant net, the assassin was completely wrapped in it.
"Okay!" The guards cheered loudly, and they all quickened their pace, ready to rush forward and beat the drowned dog.
A scream came from the fire curtain, and a layer of silver fighting energy spread all over the assassin's body. The flames surrounding him were scattered into tiny sparks, which shot around at a faster speed. The woods with dozens of arms around him immediately burned.
.
But the power of the fireball is not here. The moment the flames flew away, the white shadow hiding in the fireball appeared, raising his arms slightly, and his plain white robe brought dozens of large and small wind blades, covering the assassin before he moved forward.
Lu. Although the incident happened suddenly, the assassin did not panic. Guanghua, who held up his long sword, made a cross in front of him, quickly deflected his body, and rushed directly through the gap between the wind blades.
But Bai Ying's killing move was not the wind blade. She stretched out her arm, and her slender fingers appeared from the wide sleeves of her robe, and she grabbed the assassin head-on.
"Puff puff!" There was a muffled sound. Amid the shouts of the guards, Bai Ying's fingers collided with the assassin's fist three times in a row. No one took advantage. But Bai Ying of the Dragon Clan's skills can be imagined.
, and it was the deliberate design that gave him the upper hand, and the assassin hurriedly accepted the challenge, and was able to fight Bai Ying to a draw with just his fists. This scene really made Cohen feel chilled.
Seeing the distance between him and Cohen, the assassin's body rolled over, and the long sword that could not be easily drawn stabbed straight into Bai Ying's chest. Bai Ying had no weapon in his hand, so he had to wrap his sleeves around the sword.
"Ding!"
First there was a crisp sound of impact, and then with a "chi" sound, the assassin's long sword came out of his sleeve. The two of them passed each other in the air. The assassin's figure lagged slightly and returned to normal, while Bai Ying turned back and chased after him.
Reluctant to give up.
The assassin was fifteen steps away from Cohen, and Bai Ying was five steps away from the assassin. The three people behind and chasing each other flew away, leaving only a few broken bracelets on the ground.
The assassin was getting closer and closer, and Cohen was secretly worried. Judging from the fight just now, it was obvious that Bai Ying couldn't deal with him. And once he got close to him, it was still unknown how many confrontations he could sustain. For this plan
The only option was to find helpers, but it would take time for people from the main palace or other parts of the harem to arrive, and those around him could not help... After thinking about it a few times, Cohen, who was retreating, adjusted his aspects.
Flying is an instinct for Bai Ying, so every time the assassin rises up, he will be attacked from behind by Bai Ying, and Bai Ying's attack route is mostly towards the defensive blind spot behind the assassin, and the angle is tricky, so several
After rising and falling, the assassin had received several heavy blows from her.
An ordinary person would have fallen down long ago after being struck by a dragon's claw, but this assassin didn't even spit out a mouthful of blood. He was truly a rare master.
Cohen took the lead, with the assassin in the middle and Bai Ying behind. Three figures, one black and two white, jumped across the river and passed through the woods. Bai Ying and the assassin had thrilling encounters from time to time... But after a while, they had already crossed the imperial garden and reached a piece of green.
Under the shade.
Cohen shouted, and suddenly jumped up with all his strength. The height of the jump was much higher than any previous jump.
The assassin said nothing, received a palm from the white shadow, followed Cohen and jumped straight up, as fast as lightning. The white shadow behind him shouted, not flying high, but just brushing against the green shade, holding his hand
Already preparing a high-level magic.
Seeing that the assassin's sword was about to reach him, Cohen did not panic. He slowly turned around and showed his back to the assassin - with muffled sounds, the assassin seemed to have hit something, and the sword in his hand shook violently.
, the silver fighting energy on the surface of the body shone brightly, and the whole person suddenly changed its angle and fell to the ground!
This is a small courtyard, with six elf elders standing quietly. It was they who made the assassin suffer a hidden loss.
As soon as the assassin landed, Bai Ying's magic came one after another. The assassin's body spun sharply, and the long sword took advantage of the situation. Amidst the loud noise, he was still swept away by the remaining power of the magic. He staggered a few steps, and the cloth on his face was covered in bright red.
, looked injured.
Only then did Cohen's toes touch the ground. Before he could take a breath, he heard a roar from the white shadow behind him. He turned his head slightly and looked back. The assassin had rushed towards several elf elders, and his cold eyes were as real as the real thing.
, can’t help but make those who are watching feel chills all over their bodies.
Cohen only had one idea in his mind: this assassin was really strong, and his crazy energy could rival his own.
The assassin rushed forward quickly. The color of the fighting spirit on his body had changed from silver to light gray, and gradually expanded. The moment he rushed into the circle surrounded by the elf elders, a dazzling light spread out in front of him, dazzling everyone.
Can't open my eyes!
In the violent explosion, Bai Ying was knocked back several steps, and all six elf elders were knocked away. But Cohen was even worse. His body hit by the shock wave went directly through the thick door in front of him.
, rolled all the way into the house.
Not only that, the rolling Cohen also had to protect Princess Qinlun in his arms. The armor hit the bluestone ground, making a series of "crackling" sounds. When it came to a stop, it had already fallen to pieces, which was very embarrassing.
The assassin flew through the door and touched the ground with the palm of his left hand as he fell. The whole house was immediately surrounded by a thin layer of purple energy, and a faint purple light curtain was also hung on the damaged door. The white shadow flying from behind accidentally hit him
Go up, the body flies back again.
Originally, the assassin should have charged directly to attack, but his injury prevented him from taking immediate action, so he had to lower his head to temporarily adjust his breathing.
Cohen, who turned over, snorted coldly, stretched out his right arm, put Qin Lun on the wall, then stood up, pulled out the black iron knife, walked to the center of the room and stood still.
The assassin didn't look good either. His clothes were torn in many places, and the cloth covering his face was soaked with blood. It seemed that the powerful blow he just sent made his injuries more serious.
Hearing Cohen's footsteps, the assassin raised his head and shot his cold gaze at Cohen through the small holes in the two facemasks. His ferociousness was not reduced by half. However, when his eyes swept across the huge piece of magic behind Cohen,
When he picked up the magic crystal, he couldn't help but froze for a moment. In that magic crystal was Fichet with his eyes closed and a smile on his face.
At this time, any distraction may lead to fatal failure, and Cohen is an out-and-out gangster, so of course he will not miss this opportunity - he shouted and rushed forward, the black iron knife in his hand high
Raising it high, the blade, carrying the anger that had been accumulating ever since he was hunted, struck the assassin in the head!
This sword can be said to be Cohen's most powerful blow so far.
The assassin stood up with a muffled groan, and thrust forward with his long sword. The tip of the sword touched the blade and then he suddenly exerted force, deflecting Cohen's sword. With a sound of "Puff!", the tip of the sword and the tip of the sword were inserted into the bluestone on the ground.
!
With such a fierce attack, the sword failed to achieve even an inch. Cohen's heart was filled with rage. Before he could draw the sword, he swung his left arm and hit the assassin's head with his elbow wrapped in black armor. The assassin leaned up to avoid it and kicked him with the force.
Cohen's lower body - the swords were stuck in the floor, and no one could pull them out for a while!
Cohen's kung fu has improved greatly compared to before, but he has not mastered the "roar of rage" and dare not use it with Qin Lun by his side. The assassin has not yet calmed down and can't use any harsh moves.
The two of them were punching and kicking in a very small area. One of them had a weird move, the other was scarred, and it was a draw for a while. When the fight got excited, the two simply put down their swords and started fighting in the hall.
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For an assassin, Cohen's martial arts skills were not very good. He was struggling with punches and kicks. Cohen had no choice but to use his signature magic weapon. He took a step back and took advantage of the assassin's opportunity to rush forward and hit him with a packet of red powder.
Spread away.
The assassin didn't know what was going on, so he punched out fiercely regardless of the injury. The violent punch pushed Cohen to the ground again, and he slipped a dozen steps away. Another packet of powder in his hand was sprinkled into the sky, and his sight was unclear.
The assassin jumped back a few arms at lightning speed, not daring to approach easily.
Red powder filled the huge space. The assassin was squatting with one hand on the ground, leaning forward slightly, while Cohen had also climbed up, with his left hand across his chest, and his right hand casually pulled out the dagger from his waist - both of them
Understand that the blow after the red powder is gone is the final confrontation.
The fluttering red powder slowly fell, and a thin and petite figure stood between Cohen and the assassin. That was...Princess Qinlun. (To be continued)