"Yeah, that's it."
Facing Concubine Chen's question, Yang Fan nodded, his relaxed tone as casual as picking a daisy in the garden.
Concubine Chen simply didn’t know what to say.
That is the ancient Five Punishment Sword!
A secret skill that even his father, Chen Yinglong, could not obtain back then!
It's not that Chen Yinglong's strength is not good, but because of his identity.
As a hereditary noble family, military merit is high, but the butt determines the head. Even though Chen Yinglong is powerful, he cannot transcend the constraints of his class, meet the requirements of the Bi'an, and truly uphold the law and uphold the majesty of the law.
Therefore, he could not pass Bi Yan's mental torture at all, so he could only choose the divine beast Lu Wu as his second energy and blood phase.
Facing Yang Fan, a lucky little eunuch, Concubine Chen felt both love and hate. She said: "It is inconvenient to hold a sword in the palace. However, I will arrange for someone to send you a bone sword. I have only one request. , that means you must practice this set of swordsmanship to perfection!"
She looked at Yang Fan seriously. With the ancient Five Punishment Sword as a means of attack and the Kui Niu Body as protection, Yang Fan could almost be regarded as a small battlefield warrior!
One person and one sword can even easily defeat a group of hundreds of elite soldiers!
"no problem!"
Faced with Concubine Chen's request, Yang Fan directly agreed.
With the experience taught by the Bi'an True Spirit, as long as he puts in enough effort and practices this set of swordsmanship more, he will definitely be able to reach the Dacheng level as soon as possible. Of course, the key is that he must have a sword.
He couldn't help but ask: "I wonder what the bone sword your empress just mentioned is?"
Concubine Chen’s lips curled up, and her beautiful face turned into a smile: “Of course it’s a sword polished with human bones.”
"Human bones?"
Yang Fan felt a chill in his heart.
Polished human bones into swords?
"You're kidding! That's the bone sword that my father asked the court master to polish from the ribs of the Mijiang Dragon King when he killed the big demon Mijiang Dragon King. There are a total of eighteen swords, and most of them were given to his cronies. There aren’t many left in the Hou Mansion, just take one and you’ll be able to use it for a long time.”
When Concubine Chen saw Yang Fan's surprised look, she couldn't help but show an expression that looked like you were making a fuss.
So what about human bones? You must know that in the arsenal of the Ming Dynasty, there are many weapons forged with human bones, large bows made of human sinews, and even war drums made of human skin!
Most of the materials come from advanced warriors and criminals, or prisoners captured during border battles, which are regarded as the final waste.
No matter how powerful a warrior is, if they are hostile, there will naturally be only one final result, and that is death.
If you lose, it’s just a consumable item.
"This is really cruel."
After hearing what Concubine Chen said, Yang Fan swallowed hard. He thought that after practicing martial arts, the situation would be safe. Why does it sound more dangerous now?
After death, even the body cannot be allowed to live in peace, and it is too difficult to be made into a weapon!
When Concubine Chen saw Yang Fan's little appearance, she couldn't help laughing and said: "You, don't think about these things. Now you are not even qualified to be a consumable!"
"That's what the Queen said."
Yang Fan laughed dryly, thinking about it, he was just a martial artist now, and he was not qualified to have his muscles pulled out and his flesh and bones cut off.
This also directly crushed any trace of complacency he had after his breakthrough.
His strength is indeed not enough.
It’s still too weak!
Yang Fan sighed silently in his heart.
"Okay, it's getting late, you go down! I'm almost exhausted after sitting in the palace for a day!" Concubine Chen turned around and walked towards the bathroom.
Yang Fan quickly took two steps forward and said, "Empress, I still have a Resurrection Pill here..."
"Just keep it, it can save your life at a critical moment."
Concubine Chen waved her hand carelessly, and her figure disappeared from the door of the bathroom. As the door closed, her fragrance disappeared in front of Yang Fan's eyes.
Yang Fan silently put away the elixir and showed a regretful expression. Concubine Chen didn't ask him to go over and take a shower?
He has become a confidant of Concubine Chen, but she is still so outspoken from time to time.
"Woman!"
He shook his head and turned around and left the palace.
It took a long time to break through and practice the secret skills, and he also felt a little tired. He quickly went to the small courtyard to take a shower, changed clothes, and then returned to his side hall room.
"call."
While lying on the bed, Yang Fan let out a long breath.
As soon as his consciousness sank, he went to the Illusory Heritage Site to practice. After the third blood exchange, the next step was to start training the bear power.
He still has the ancient Five Punishment Swords to practice, and the Wind and Thunder Roar and Earth-Shaking Wave to continue polishing. These are the foundation for his livelihood, and he cannot afford to be careless.
As the sky gradually darkened and night enveloped the sky, the lights in Prince Chen's Mansion were also lit as usual.
In the main seat of the main hall, Zhu Zhaolin leaned on the back of the chair with cold eyes. His originally handsome appearance had become extremely gloomy in the past few days, and the whole house was frightened by it.
"Lord, master."
At this time, Xiao Huan's voice sounded, footsteps rustled, and he slowly walked out from behind.
I saw that she was wearing a palace dress, a red gauze skirt, the skirt was trailing behind her, a red mark was placed between her eyebrows, and an emerald rocker was inserted into her specially tied bun.
This is clearly Concubine Chen’s usual outfit!
She didn't expect Xiaohuan to be dressed like this. At this time, she put her hands on the left and right sides of her body uneasily, feeling a little unable to place them, and looked at Zhu Zhaolin timidly.
“It looks like, it’s so similar!”
Zhu Zhaolin walked up to Xiaohuan, strangled her neck, and slammed her head in front of him.
That delicate little face, with the deliberate decoration, bun, headdress, and makeup, are completely similar. At first glance, she almost has the charm of Concubine Chen!
Zhu Zhaolin took a deep breath into Xiaohuan's neck. It was obviously a girl's scent, but he couldn't feel the slightest impulse.
"Sure enough, it still doesn't work!"
He exerted slight force on his hand, and his five fingers were like iron ropes, tightly wrapped around Xiao Huan's neck. Her face was changing color at a speed that could be seen.
"Master, Master, spare, spare my life..."
Xiaohuan's face showed a painful expression, but his hands didn't even dare to struggle, and he could only make a sound that was almost pleading.
boom.
Zhu Zhaolin's hand slowly let go, and Xiaohuan's body fell to the ground as if out of strength, panting heavily, and his whole delicate body was trembling.
He bent down, lowered his head and looked at Xiao Huan, his eyes filled with irresistible malice and darkness, and said: "You are my mother's son, I will not kill you. However, this prince is too boring. I want you to play a game with me, okay?"
"Slave, obey, obey..."
Xiaohuan's eyes were full of panic and anxiety, like an injured kitten, and her eyes were full of tears, but she didn't dare to resist the person in front of her, so she could only accept it.
"So good, hehehe."
Zhu Zhaolin chuckled, but there was no warmth in his eyes. He grabbed her body and carried her into his room.
There, it had been transformed beyond recognition by him.
There was only a wooden bed in the empty room, but the wall opposite the bed was hung with various torture instruments, shackles, nail boards, and tiger benches.
There was even a strange wooden donkey in the corner. There was a metal stake on the donkey's back that was as thick as an adult's arm and half a foot long.
When Xiaohuan saw this, his face suddenly turned pale.
