The Mohist Government City is said to be the residence of the Mohists and the most mysterious fortress of the Mohists. It took more than 300 years for Mohist giants to build the city. The city is full of mechanisms and dangerous at every step. It is called the last paradise in the world.

The safest hiding place; since the Qin Dynasty unified the world, all the remnants of these countries and those who rebel against the Qin have all interacted with the Mohist family, but its location is mysterious and unknown...

This day.

But it is said that a group of Qin soldiers came among the vast mountains, and they were rushing on their way in a hurry. Among the Qin soldiers, a chariot was being carried slowly, with a curtain covering the roof, and it was hidden inside.

A figure is looming.

But before the Qin army, they saw another strange object leading the way. This object was as big as a fox, but it was not made of flesh and blood, but made of bronze. It had many organs and hubs built in to control its movements, running between the mountains and forests, and fighting with the Qin army.

No different from beasts.

"This public loser's mechanism beast is actually quite interesting!"

Behind the veil, faint words sounded, and then a slender index finger poked out and hooked the mechanism beast. The mechanism beast that was supposed to be a living guide immediately felt like it was being pulled. Several leaps and bounds climbed up and rested on the steps.

on that hand.

"The Overbearing Mechanism Technique? If this technique is combined with the Puppet Technique, it might be something worth seeing!"

"How long until it arrives?"

Glancing at the machine beast in his hand, the man in the carriage asked lazily.

"Reporting to the Imperial Preceptor, according to the news from the spies, the Mo family's prison city is twenty miles away!"

Someone in front of the chariot replied.

"Then it's not far!"

The mountain wind passed by, and the curtains were lifted, and in the chariot, a person was seen leaning forward with his face propped up, teasing the machine beast in front of him with great interest, of course it was Su Qing.

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"I heard that Liusha Weizhuang and the others have also arrived. Do you think they will be unhappy if we are late?"

he asked again.

"So what if you're not happy? Your status as a national preceptor cannot be compared to that of a few killers. They are just like the remnants of various countries. Why should your national preceptor care about whether they are happy or unhappy?"

It was the same person who answered.

This man was dressed in black robes, with a cloth covering his face, and a long sword on his back, leading the way.

Su Qing didn't even look at it, just smiled and said: "You are very smart and what you say makes sense. What is your identity in the net?"

The man raised his hand.

"This subordinate is a second-class assassin of the Wuxu period!"

Su Qing said "hmm".

"Just stay with me from now on!"

The assassin was so flattered that he knelt down on one knee to show his loyalty.

"Yes, I will do my best to protect the safety of the Imperial Master!"

Su Qing waved her hands.

"Keep on going!"

But just as he finished speaking, he suddenly said: "Wait a minute, there's no need to rush, someone is coming to pick us up!"

Just before everyone had recovered, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the forest, and fallen leaves were flying all over the ground. Between the lightning and flint, the originally hanging gauze curtain seemed to have been lifted open by a pair of invisible hands.

Taking another closer look, in front of the chariot, a figure was standing proudly, like flying feathers and flowers, not even a speck of dust.

This man is wearing blue clothes and white robes, with his arms folded over his chest. His blue hair is flying in the wind. He has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He has a cold air. He raises his fingers and shakes his wrists. At two o'clock, the cold stars are already facing the man sitting sideways in the chariot with a lazy expression.

Call.

Not only that, many snakes were seen making strange noises in the forest, which made people panic. Sure enough, in the next moment, colorful venomous snakes were seen swimming out of the forest.

"Quicksand? Haha!"

In the middle of the chariot, the two cold stars had just shot out, but they saw a sharp shadow flying into the sky, biting it down.

The black shadow came suddenly, and with one successful move, not only did the body not fall, but it spun around in the air and rushed towards the person. It moved so fast that it caught people off guard.

The person who came was also startled, his figure swayed out of thin air, and he ducked away.

When the rushing shadow stopped and I took a closer look, I saw that it was actually a machine beast.

At the same time, a burly figure was seen in the forest, wearing a large cloak and carrying a fierce sword. He walked out step by step with an oppressive aura. He only arrived in front of the team. Without saying a word, a ghostly figure emerged from behind, but he headed straight towards the former figure.

The snare killer who opened his mouth attacked.

"Blue Wolf King?"

The assassin let out a low cry, his expression changed drastically, and he rushed to draw his sword. However, this ghostly figure attacked very quickly, and he was about to die under the iron claws. Unexpectedly, an astonishing scene happened. The snare assassin exclaimed, with a look on his face.

Shocked and frightened, his figure leaned back at the same time, sliding down to the ground and retreating sharply. Then he drew his sword with his backhand, and moved the sword diagonally upwards in a neat and clean move.

"Pfft!"

With one strike of the sword, blood flew out of nowhere.

The Canglang King had his right palm pierced by the long sword. He grunted in pain and retreated violently.

But before the assassin had time to be happy, he saw a cold light in front of him, like thunder, flying from a distance like lightning. It was a sword, chopping down in the air, unparalleled in dominance, and the person holding the sword was exactly that person.

A man wearing a big cloak, with white hair and cold eyes.

The murderous intention is revealed and the murderous spirit is overflowing.

"Liusha Wei Village!"

Looking at the sword in front of him and the person in front of him, how could he not recognize the assassin? His pupils shrank suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he looked ashen, but the weird scene before happened again, and his body seemed to be out of control.

Normally, the sword light suddenly appears, and the long sword is like a silver vase leaking out, or like a pear blossom blooming, turning into thousands of sword lights, dazzling and dazzling, heading straight up.

The assassin stared blankly at himself, his sword, and the swordsmanship he performed, and he didn't understand how he could become so powerful.

"Could it be that I accidentally developed peerless swordsmanship?"

He murmured ecstatically.

But a light voice poured down on his head like a basin of cold water.

"Are you Wei Zhuang?"

After hearing this, the Snare Killer subconsciously looked back. This was a very strange and strange scene. He saw a man turning his head and looking back, but his hands, feet and body were still fighting fiercely with others, like a puppet on a string.

Su Qing, who was walking in the chariot, was teasing the machine beast with one hand and spreading the fingers of the other hand. In the belly of his fingers, five extremely fine crystal filaments had fallen into the body of the snare killer without knowing when.

With a flick of his finger, the snare killer was already changing his attack quickly.

"I wonder if the Imperial Master is satisfied with the machine beast I sent you?"

Another voice sounded, and in the forest on the side, an old man in purple with a skinny figure and a stooped back was slowly walking out with his hands behind his back.

"Mr. Gongshu? I like this gadget you gave me very much!"

Su Qing had already stood up and looked at the colorful venomous snakes in all directions. There was no wave on his face, but a cold air had risen out of thin air, whirling with the wind.

It turned into popsicles.

"Wei Zhuang? Do you want to rebel? Or are you tired of living?"

Su Qing glanced at these people, and stepped off the chariot neatly and without any nonsense.

As he spoke, he retracted his fingers, and the snare killer immediately flew back like a kite. Su Qing was seen walking down step by step, looking down at Wei Zhuang's cold eyes, and then at the people in Quicksand.
Chapter completed!