Chapter 12 The Ninth Level of Divine Power, the Ordinary Woman Liu Ruyan

"Pfft!" Ye Chen spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his expression instantly slumped.

"Qin Luo, sooner or later I will definitely kill the Great Qin Dynasty and crush you to ashes!"

Now Ye Chen can only act cruelly, and is forced to flee the Taixu Holy Land. His master is gone, and his sword bone is gone...

He can be said to be completely broke.

However, as a child of luck, his luck has always been very good.

In this wilderness, he met an injured woman who was being chased by a monster.

Seeing the opportunity, Ye Chen picked out the monster with one sword.

"Miss, are you okay?" The pale Ye Chen had the potential to be a pretty boy. He smiled when he saw the ragged woman with a little bit of her beauty leaking out.

For a moment, the woman was a little crazy when she saw him.

How can a girl not be pregnant, especially when the man in front of her is not only good-looking, but also has the grace to save her life.

"Thank you, sir."

"It doesn't matter, just do it casually." Ye Chen replied lightly, with a rather masterful attitude, which made the woman even more fascinated.

Ye Chen casually took out a piece of his clothes and handed it to the woman, helping her cover up the beauty leaking from her body, which made the woman's face turn red.

The charming atmosphere rose at this moment.

"Miss, miss!" Exclamations came one after another, and the woman's family members came, interrupting the ambiguous atmosphere between them.

After they appeared here, the woman immediately introduced, "This young man just saved me from the hands of a monster."

The middle-aged man at the head immediately clasped his fists at Ye Chen and said, "Thank you very much, sir, for saving my young lady. We also asked you to accompany us to Wanjian Villa as a guest. The owner of the village will definitely repay you generously!"

The advantage of the soft rice-style male protagonist comes into play again at this moment.

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Qin Luo's original speed of devouring sword bones was not very slow. Soon, the sword bones that were still exuding sharp sword intent in Xihuang's eyes had been devoured by Qin Luo.

After devouring it, Qin Luo also possessed some of the characteristics of the sword bone.

boom! A sword force rose from his body, and the sword force was perfect!

In the realm of swordsmanship, those who practice swordsmanship can call it sword cultivation by condensing sword power. The sword power can be divided into four realms: Beginner, Small Success, Dacheng, and Perfection.

Qin Luo had previously mastered the perfect state of low-grade swordsmanship at the holy level with the help of the system, and took advantage of the situation to condense the sword power into the state of great success.

Now it has reached Consummation directly, it is a matter of course.

Moreover, his cultivation has also improved, reaching the ninth level of the supernatural realm.

"Okay, you should have a good rest." Qin Luo waved the small leather whip in his hand, which shocked Xihuang.

To be honest, she was afraid of Qin Luo.

Fortunately, she has no physical body now. If she had one, she would not be alive.

The pure and pure Empress Xihuang never imagined that one day she would be so humiliated.

Yes, it was humiliation. It was even more exciting than having sex with her.

Qin Luo put away the Human Emperor banner and walked out. Fang Xing and the others had been waiting for a long time.

Naturally, he also noticed Qin Luo's improvement in cultivation, and a light flashed in his eyes. He glanced at Zheng Tuo again and nodded slightly.

Zheng Tuo was hesitant. To be honest, his situation in the Qin Dynasty was very difficult. Other princes would not accept his allegiance because that would offend his enemies.

At the moment, perhaps Qin Luo has only one choice, otherwise, he will have no choice but to escape from the Qin Dynasty in the near future.

However, Qin Luo's power is too small. No, it's not that he is small, but he has no power at all.

Fang Xing didn't ask about Xihuang's absence. That was Qin Luo's secret.

It is equivalent to that he has recognized the status of Prince Qin Luo.

"Your Highness, are we going to the Imperial Capital immediately?" Fang Xing reminded.

"The baptism of the royal bloodline is about to be a big event. Your Highness should go there as soon as possible."

He also doesn't mind showing his kindness.

"Royal blood baptism?" Qin Luo was stunned for a moment and asked, "Can the Marquis of Sifang tell me?"

Before Fang Xing could speak, he heard Zheng Tuo take over.

"Your Highness, let me tell you."

Fang Xing silently took a step back. He could hear that Zheng Tuo had already made his choice.

There were few roads in front of Zheng Tuo. To escape, in Fang Xing's opinion, would lead to death.

By taking refuge in Qin Luo, there may be a possibility of eternal disaster, or there is a possibility of strong rise.

After all, Qin Luo is the prince of the Qin Dynasty and his status is respected.

That's why he proposed to let Zheng Tuo give it a try.

Qin Luo's eyes fell on Zheng Tuo, "You haven't asked for advice yet?"

Zheng Tuo clasped his fists heavily at Qin Luo, bowed and said, "Zheng Tuo, the Marquis of the Last General Pojun, has met His Highness the Ninth Prince!"

"In the future, I am willing to serve under His Highness and serve as a dog and a horse!"

Um? Qin Luo didn't expect that this strong man would want to be loyal to him?

A strong man in the realm of saints is loyal to him. To be honest, why does Qin Luo feel a little arrogant?

However, he is not a fool. He still understands the saying that when something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

The strength of the Great Qin Dynasty can be seen in the memory of the former master. Although the power is strong, the strong ones in the realm of saints are not nothing.

In the Qin Dynasty, saints were the mainstay, so there was a problem here.

"Marquis Pojun should explain the blood baptism first."

Zheng Tuo trembled as soon as these words came out. He knew that he was too impatient, so he calmed down his expression and began to explain.

The blood baptism of the royal family is a grand event held every ten years in the Qin Dynasty. The royal family selects the most gifted people to undergo a blood baptism from beginning to end, which is very expensive.

In the past, royal children awakened special blood and physique during the blood baptism process.

For this blood baptism, many people fought hard, and royal children were killed and injured in the fighting.

As a prince, Qin Luo naturally does not need to compete to have a quota.

And the fighting is over, the quota has been determined long ago, and Qin Luo's arrival is destined to reduce the quota by one.

"Oh, so someone will hate me?" Qin Luo asked.

Zheng Tuo nodded, "Yes, Your Highness must guard against this, after all..."

"There are nine princes, including you, and there is only one person who will be the future emperor's son."

"Nine dragons fighting for the throne?" Qin Luo blurted out.

"Interesting, interesting, I like it!"

"Let's go, I can't wait to go to the imperial capital." Qin Luo felt that his blood was already burning.

These days are just like the days of killing all the enemies in the game.

That's so cool! He just crushed Ye Chen and got so many good things. He has fallen in love with this world.

Compared with the boring days in another world where he could only be a cow and a horse, it's so cool!

He just walked down the mountain and met Liu Ruyan and the others.

Especially Liu Ruyan, her affectionate look at Qin Luo made Qin Luo shudder all over.

"Brother Qin, Ruyan misunderstood you. You love Ruyan so much, you will definitely not blame Ruyan, right?"