typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter VII

There is only a twisted and lonely road along the river bank, with overgrown grass on both sides. The yellow and green colors are filled with the gray and black background, like a rag that has been used for half a life. It can never be called a scenery anywhere.

Therefore, when you meet an acquaintance in a place like this, it is difficult to establish a relationship with Feng Ya, and your style and so on are all in vain, because this is completely the background of a narrow encounter.

If you have to connect this kind of meeting with something, it can only be the truth - the truth that remains after stripping away a lot of whitewash, or it may be embellished with some cruelty.

In this situation, it is normal for someone to copy people and kill them.

It's hard to imagine that there will be a kind of beauty that comes to your face.

She stood quietly ten steps in front of Cohen. Her long, silky hair was divided into two strands by her ears, hanging down to her chest like a waterfall. Her delicate face was not stunning, but her pure feeling penetrated through her eyes.

Cohen's skin directly penetrated his heart and spleen, making his soul burst into heartfelt admiration. But this had nothing to do with her faint blue dress, her slightly pale skin, or even her indifferent eyes. It was purely because of

Caused by her temperament.

In addition, there was also a strange, vague feeling lingering in Cohen's mind.

Cohen is the emperor of the Sbia Empire, holding the power of life and death. Beauties from all over the world are sent to him like a stream of maids, letting him choose like vegetables on the market. Over the years, no matter how beautiful they are,

Have you seen it before? But at this moment, his breathing was still disturbed by the beauty of the other party. Although it was only a short moment, this little change could not be hidden from the other party.

"What are you looking at?" Cohen's words may not be very clever, but it is very natural for a person who is eager to save the situation. The situation between the two is not good, it can even be said to have a bad start, or the next

In a moment, something very exciting will happen - not only because of the identity difference between the two, but also because of the atmosphere that filled the surroundings when their eyes met for the first time.

"I'm looking at the monarch of the Sibia Empire." The other party's indifferent tone was still the same, but at this moment, it carried a faint oppression: "Legend has it that among humans, only the monarch of Sibia is the most outstanding.

The most wise and mighty hero in a century."

"Legends are all nonsense." Cohen's expression was not pretty: "Have you seen enough?"

"Enough." The other party nodded, then looked away a little, and a sense of challenge was slowly released: "frivolous and impatient, unable to advance or retreat, in short, not like a human being."

"That's right, I never thought that I would be like an emperor, and this is not a compliment to me." Cohen was not offended by the other party's words, but nodded in agreement: "But from the perspective of the superior clan, I

It’s normal not to look like an emperor, right?”

"Why do you think I am a superior clan member?"

"It's very simple. It's been a long time since anyone dared to look at me with such a look as if they owed money and didn't pay back. Besides, you showed up under a sign." At this point, Cohen's heart moved, and the strange feeling became clearer.

Some asked: “Have we met before?”

"If you want to know the answer, of course you have to pay for it. What are you going to do in exchange?" The other party looked at me with an unconcealed gaze.

"Since you say so, there must be something in me that you value. But I hate your way of raising prices by playing charades, so I don't plan to exchange anything with you." Cohen smiled: "You

Look, this is the wilderness. I can be considered a strong and powerful man, and I have weapons in my hands, but you are alone, and your situation is really not good..."

"Absurd! You are the Emperor of the Empire after all, and you would say such ignorant, shameless and meaningless words!" The other party shook his head: "Or do you want to anger me so that you can get useful information from me?"

"You are obviously waiting here specifically for me. No matter what I ask, you must have prepared a set of excuses. What are the benefits of me trying to trick you? What useful things can I get? What you want to tell me, I

You can talk even if you don't speak." Cohen's tone was very sincere, but his next words were not very authentic: "You have a beauty that is difficult for others to match, and I am a very possessive person, so of course I must seize this opportunity.

Even if you can’t take anything, it’s still good to put some black mud on your face.”

"You are indeed a living human being. That's right. You have a desire to commit adultery in your heart. The more noble your opponent is, the more likely they are to stimulate you." The other party's words were no longer cold, but like needlepoints.

Sharp contempt: "But don't you keep saying that as long as you are here, there won't be troubled times here? How can a person with such desires rule the world?"

"I just want to tease you." Cohen shook the black iron sword in his hand: "You can either scold me back, or you can just close your eyes and enjoy it, but there is no need to explain it to me, I'm just so easy to dismiss.

?"

"Teasing?" The other party looked at Cohen from top to bottom: "With your level, you probably need to practice for a while."

With a sound of "Sand!", the black iron sword was inserted under his feet, and Cohen had already pounced on him. It was more like a powerful collision than a pounce. He stretched out his hands flat, leaned forward slightly, and brought out a sharp blow.

The air flow pressed towards the surroundings, and within ten steps, dust was flying! The opponent's body remained motionless, his face was calm, and when he saw him bumping into him, he seemed not to know that the hem of his skirt had swayed with the air flow.

"Poof!" At an arm's length in front of the other party, Cohen was like water hitting a boulder, his body spinning and moving away, moving his head and feet even faster than before. "Crack, crack!"

"With two soft sounds, Cohen's hands wiped the ground, his body spun half a circle like a windmill, and flew back upside down. The two lumps of mud, carrying astonishing power, hit the opponent's back of the head and buttocks.

As long as they are beautiful women, there is no one who does not hate filth. A cold snort was heard immediately. The filth was squeezed into thin sheets by invisible forces, blocking the front of Cohen like a screen. There was a loud "Boom!", and Emperor Sibia said this.

It was like hitting a steel wall! The gray windbreaker first bulged, then exploded and flew out, leaving broken fabric flying all over the sky.

"Invisible?" A faint smile flashed across her face as white as jade, and a circle of transparent ripples appeared under her feet. The scenery within thirty arms' distance trembled with the ripples.

Cohen, who was hidden in the front left, jumped up as if he had been burned by fire, but he obviously remembered his previous bold words. He threw out more than ten balls of mud and flew towards the opponent's face in several ways!

"Give it back to you." She didn't see any movement from the other party. The mud turned around and flew back at an arm's length in front of her. This turn was very strange and beyond Cohen's knowledge. The trajectories and speeds of more than a dozen balls of mud

There is no change at all, just keep going back and forth!

Two long black iron knives shone in arcs of light in the setting sun, cutting the flying mud into small pieces. However, the chopped mud still did not change its direction and speed. Instead, it surrounded Cohen, forcing Cohen to move towards it.

He flew back, his two swords danced like two golden haloes, and used his fierce fighting spirit to twist these sludge balls into light dust... Although the dust could not carry enough power to hurt people, it also made Cohen himself disgraced and embarrassed.

, not to mention that he had already retreated nearly a mile, so it is more appropriate to describe him as fleeing.

"Is it fun?" The other party has not moved, but is still standing ten steps away from Cohen: "Do you feel a little aggrieved when you are chased by a few balls of mud thrown by yourself and lose your armor?

"

"It's fun." Cohen replied with a wicked smile: "That's how you flirt with women. Sometimes you don't even touch your butt, and you get splashed with foot water."

"Vulgar." The expression on the other party's face became even colder: "You were so serious and calm a few days ago, why are you so frivolous now?"

"In the wilderness, such a beautiful woman suddenly pops up to talk to me. Who do you think it takes to be non-frivolous?" Emperor Sibia chuckled: "A woman who appears like you doesn't have any good ideas in mind.

, what qualifications do you have to make so many demands on me? You are all dressed up, are you here to talk to me about business? "

"Of course it's business." The other party nodded.

"Shit!" Cohen sighed: "I never discuss business with beautiful women. Don't think that just because you are beautiful, you are invincible!"

"Even if you are an emperor, it is not a good habit to be willful. And some things are not your turn to make decisions at all." The other party was obviously aroused by Cohen's words, but it did not show on his face. He just raised his hand slightly: "You have to do it for me."

This attitude comes at a cost."

"My attitude is normal..."

Cohen had only spoken half a sentence when the other party's fingers tightened. Intangible and qualitative forces surrounded him and hit Cohen in circles. Just like the little liar just now, Cohen was unable to move. Two black iron swords

Held high above his head, his imprisoned body was still rising slowly. After his toes lifted off the ground, his body fell down.

"You asked for this." The other party whipped out a long whip, wrapped it around Cohen's feet, and dragged him away.

"You nameless wild woman! A wicked woman who has never seen a man in ten thousand years! Do you dare to let me go and beat me another day?"

Before Cohen could even curse, she turned around and whipped Cohen to silence him. The whip was filled with green flames and opened a bottomless crack next to Cohen with a single sound!

After being dragged for a few steps, the scenery in Cohen's eyes changed drastically. Those colorful weeds and wastelands disappeared and were replaced by a golden wheat field. He fell on the road and was dragged, unable to see

It was too high and too far, and I just felt that there were standing wheat ears on both sides of the road. The light breeze blew by, and the golden wheat ears rustled together, and there was also a faint fragrance floating around.

"I'm talking about beauty. Although I have four wives and countless concubines, I don't have any children. You are looking for the wrong person to rob me! You are certainly beautiful, but you are not the type I like. It is difficult for me to treat you

You are impulsive... I am actually a man with eccentricities. After the little princess of the gods and the little princess of the demons got married, I have completely exposed my dark psychology. If you don't believe me, you can ask them... Damn, are you?

Woman? Where is your head? You dumb and ugly woman, you have no brains, no body, you can’t tell the difference between the front and back of the old monster..."

"Here we are." She flicked her wrist, and Cohen's body rolled forward and fell at her feet: "Don't say I didn't remind you. I turned a deaf ear to your despicable behavior along the way, but this is not a place where you can be arrogant."

"You are very well-educated, but your words are not good. You have to know that teasing a woman is called coquettishness, humiliating a beauty can only be called obscene at best, and kneeling down and begging you to let me touch your butt is called despicable." Cohen said sternly.

: "Anyone who has attended the Holy Capital Royal Academy will understand this."

"So, you consider yourself dirty?"

"As long as you think you are a target of indecent, what does it matter if I consider myself obscene? I have said long ago that there are thousands of ways to win. Even if you can't beat a beautiful woman, you still have to scratch her butt!

"Cohen's smile suddenly became a little triumphant: "I mean, love Minnie, you are actually happy in your heart, right?"

"You..." The other party's eyes were sharp, and it was obvious that he didn't expect Cohen to recognize him: "How did you know?"

"Although you suddenly changed your appearance and figure, and you still have a cold creditor expression, your posture and charm will never change." Of course, Cohen would not tell the whole reason: "Besides, who else is there besides you?

Can you take my teasing seriously? There are not many people with such a good temper among the dark demon clan like you!"

"Crack!" A stream of electricity shot out from Hermine's fingers, like a stream of light, brushing from Cohen's head to his feet, causing him to twist and turn.

Hermine said coldly: "I have a bad temper right now! With your identity, you now have to call me Your Highness or Your Excellency, or call me my full name - Hermine Isabante!"

"Banana, you are a watermelon, women are trouble!" Cohen's curved back stretched out, breathing heavily, meeting Hermine's eyes, and complained loudly: "Her Highness Hermine Isabant, you are such a troublesome woman!

"

"Both each other." Emine did not deny it. She rolled up the long whip in her hand and threw Cohen forward. The water splashed and the dizzy Cohen fell into a puddle.

"It's so outrageous!" Cohen stood up and wiped the water on his face: "Is it weird to change the surname to Isabante? You don't even care about the previous friendship, it's so unloyal..."

The water was rippling, sparkling blue, with little golden petals floating on it. Cohen looked up and saw that the edges of the pool were made of translucent ice crystals, and there were some soft-shaped trees scattered around. The trunks were sparse, but the green on them was

The crown is very dense, covering a large area of ​​the sky. Countless flower branches hang down and are swaying in the wind. The golden petals on the water surface probably fell from these trees... But no matter how you say it, this is different from the previous wheat field.

They are two different things.

"Isabant is a real demon surname. A demon with this surname will have unparalleled power. How much friendship do you think such a demon will have with you?" Emine walked from behind a thick tree trunk.

He came out and sat on the large jade stone by the pool, folding his hands on his legs. His face was calm, but his eyes were higher than Cohen's head: "Now I say, you listen."

"You are really difficult to get along with... Friendship is something that I say exists!" Cohen looked at the surrounding environment again: "Wasn't it a wheat field before? Why did you reach the woods in just a few seconds? But this forest

Very beautiful, I like it!”

"This is a bathhouse located in the sea of ​​​​elf flowers. You'd better clean it up before I do it again." Emine said: "The previous wheat field is more than four thousand miles away from the sea of ​​​​elf flowers. It's far away from the troubled times that you don't admit.

More than a thousand miles."

"A distance of thousands of miles, covered in just a few steps?" Although it was a personal experience just now, Cohen was still surprised when he heard the truth: "Is this also the special magic of the superior clan?"

"You can say that, but there are only five people in the world who can use this kind of magic. Right now, there are only four and a half." Emine said: "Walking barefoot through the sea of ​​wheat, bathing and changing clothes in Yutan, this is a must during the introduction ceremony.

It takes nine days for others to walk, but you are the fastest among them all, but you are not very honest, so you are the only one who was dragged across the sea of ​​wheat and thrown into Yutan."

"Jin Jian?" Cohen was stunned: "Is this a bit of a joke?"

"You can be serious, or you can treat it as a joke. After all, it's not me who wants to see you." Emine didn't bother with words: "I'll count to ten. If you don't start, you will never climb up.

"

"Just wash it, be careful your eyes hurt!" Someone tore open the samurai uniform.

"You're going to be in pain soon." Emine waved her hand, and a dozen beautiful elves came out from behind the flower tree, holding various bathing utensils. They entered the water along the steps beside the pool and hugged Cohen.

(To be continued)


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next