Under One Person: I, the Zombie King of the Ming Dynasty, was dug up

Chapter 128 128: Qu Tong’s beauty is useless!
“A complete double hand.”

Zhu Li stood up.

A sense of oppression instantly filled the entire room.

His two-meter height is as hard to ignore as a towering mountain.

He was wearing a scarlet python robe embroidered with golden cloud patterns and dragon designs, as if a real dragon was perched on his body and could take off into the sky at any time and soar into the sky.

Qu Tong's pupils suddenly contracted, and her heart seemed to be tightened by an invisible force.

She lowered her head unconsciously.

Just because of Zhu Li’s pair of golden eyes.

The scrutiny brought by this pair of golden pupils makes people feel fearful. The eyes seem to contain endless majesty and power, as if a real dragon is in the world, making people dare not look directly at it.

This sense of oppression is not only due to the visual impact brought by his height and appearance, but also a kind of fear and awe that comes from deep in his heart.

Zhu Li's aura was too powerful, as if he himself was an emperor high above, holding the power of life and death. Anyone in front of him seemed so small and insignificant.

The air in the entire room seemed to be frozen by his aura; everyone held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

Before coming here, Qu Tong had anticipated how powerful King Zhao would be.

But when it got closer.

Only then did Qu Tong realize what kind of person she was talking to.

The Emperor of the World, the Extraordinary Exiled Immortal
The mere presence of him standing up was too much for her to resist.

Is it directed at me?

Qu Tong's body was trembling, and she seemed unable to stand.

It is a different feeling, as if you are ready to die and can face death directly without fear of death. However, when facing someone with such a strong aura, death becomes so insignificant.

Tiny, dense beads of sweat gradually appeared on her forehead and slowly slid down her jade-smooth cheeks.

However, this not only did not weaken her charm, but instead added an indescribable charm to her.

She was wearing a halter-neck top today, with only a simple piece of cloth covering her breasts.

Both sides are hollowed out, a touch of snow-white that is dazzling and enchanting.

At this moment, the sweet sweat is flowing, making her look even more charming.

Zhu Li ignored Qu Tong's little thoughts.

This is a smart woman, she has her own reasons for being scheming, and she is also a woman who will do anything to achieve her goals.

Often when women have extraordinary powers, they forget the advantages of their own bodies.

But Qu Tong didn't forget.

And want to take advantage of this.

It's just a pity
Zhu Li was not born with a love for women.

Useless.

Zhu Li walked slowly around Qu Tong. His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to be stepping on Qu Tong's tense heartstrings.

His two-meter height and scarlet dragon robe cast a huge shadow under the light, covering Qu Tong and making her feel like she had nowhere to escape.

"Shuangquan Hands? You want to continue the perfect creation technique, but what is your purpose? Just to control people's minds?"

Zhu Li's voice was low and magnetic, and every word seemed to come from deep in his chest, carrying an irresistible power.

His words were like a sharp knife, piercing Qu Tong's heart and making her feel cold.

Qu Tong's body trembled slightly. She could feel Zhu Li's powerful oppression gradually eroding her will.

Her heart beat faster and sweat kept oozing from her forehead, sliding down her cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness.

Her eyes were filled with fear and anxiety, but she still tried to stay calm and not let herself collapse under this powerful momentum.

Qu Tong is very unfamiliar with the means of controlling his family.

Just modify the memory.

This method is too low.

Or maybe this is the pinnacle that the double-handed can achieve.

This certainly did not escape Zhu Li's eyes.

He has completely seen through the people behind Qu Tong.

It is clear that the memories of these people have been modified.

Qu Tong felt her breathing becoming more and more rapid, and she could feel that Zhu Li's powerful aura was gradually engulfing her.

Her mind was in a mess, unable to think of anything. She could only watch Zhu Li walking back and forth in front of her, feeling his endless pressure.

Suddenly, Zhu Li stopped and stood in front of Qu Tong.

He lowered his head and stared into her eyes as if to see into her soul.

His voice became deeper and more powerful: "Tell me, what is your purpose? Are you really just pursuing perfection?"

Qu Tong felt as if her heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

She knew she had nowhere to escape and could only face Zhu Li's endless oppression.

At least Zhu Li wasn't really targeting her.

It is just a random change in the qi of the whole body.

Qu Tong was able to speak after all.

A wry smile.

The sourness and astringency are hard to understand.

"I have my own difficulties, and I'm sorry I can't tell you clearly."

There was silence.

That's not a reason.

It's not that there is no reason.

"You think these tomb guards of this king are also controlled by some means to make them so loyal to this king, right?"

Zhu Li's voice was low and slow, and every word seemed to come from the depths of the distant underworld, carrying an icy temperature that struck deep into Qu Tong's soul.

Since the woman in front of him didn't want to say it, Zhu Li didn't want to know either.

Let’s talk about something else.

Qu Tong felt her throat tighten. She tried to stay calm, but her voice still trembled involuntarily:
"I don't dare, and that's not what I meant."

She lowered her head slightly to avoid Zhu Li's sharp gaze, but her heart was in turmoil.

She knew that she was at the center of the storm and any word she said could become a trigger point.

In fact, she had such doubts, but after seeing the tomb guards with her own eyes, she realized that these tomb guards had not been transformed.

"Ah--"

Zhu Li chuckled and slowly walked back to his seat.

His robe swayed gently with his steps, and the scarlet python robe gleamed with a faint luster under the light, like flowing flames, reflecting his deep and complex face.

After sitting down, Zhu Li's eyes became deep and distant, as if he had penetrated time and space and returned to those dusty memories.

He sighed softly.

"The biggest mistake mother made was teaching me this method," Zhu Li's voice was low and magnetic, and every word seemed to weigh heavily on the air, making people feel a sense of heaviness that made it hard to breathe. "And she even changed me while I was still in her womb at the cost of shortening my life."

At this point, Zhu Li was silent for a moment.

Qu Tong also looked up at this moment.

"Because of my mother's selfishness, she ended up giving birth to a monster like me."

"A demon who is willing to pay any price in pursuit of immortality."

Zhu Li seemed to be making fun of himself, but his tone of voice did not change.

For a moment, Qu Tong couldn't figure out what this noble prince wanted to express.

Isn’t it good to live forever?
Qu Tong didn't understand.

Isn't great power good?

What is poison to others is honey to me. Qu Tong is eager for it.

"If I give you this method again," Zhu Li's tone suddenly became serious, and his eyes became sharp, looking directly at Qu Tong, as if he wanted to see through her soul, "that would be the real sin."

After hearing Zhu Li's words, Qu Tong's face remained calm, but her heart was filled with turbulent waves.

Just a moment ago.

Qu Tong knew deeply that King Zhao had murderous intentions towards her. The cold murderous aura enveloped her like a substance, making her feel chilled.

She took a deep breath and tried to stay calm, but cold sweat broke out on her palms unconsciously.

It shouldn't be.

Isn’t King Zhao very tolerant towards the people of Long?

Qu Tong stared at Zhu Li, trying to read more information from his expression.

However, there was no emotion on Zhu Li's face, only his deep and sharp golden eyes, as if he could see through all secrets.

Qu Tong felt as if she was seen through by these eyes and had nowhere to hide.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely tense, as if even the air had frozen.

Qu Tong could clearly hear her own heartbeat, and the sound was particularly harsh in the silent room.

Her throat felt tight, as if a huge rock was blocking it, making it difficult for her to breathe.

But this chill came quickly and dissipated quickly.

Qu Tong's clenched heart instantly relaxed.

Came alive.

It feels really bad to have been through the gates of hell.

Zhu Li's thought only lasted for a moment.

If the double-handed hands were used to treat illnesses and cure diseases, they would definitely be divine hands.

And if it is used to harm others, it is the most vicious hand in the world.

Therefore, Zhu Li still doesn’t know what the purpose of this girl is, nor does he know whether she will become a saint or a poisoner in the end.

If he killed her, he was afraid that he had killed the wrong person. If he didn't kill her, he was afraid that she would do something shocking in the future.

However, Zhu Li finally gave up his murderous intent. Everything was destined by heaven, and he didn't want to interfere in the affairs of the Dragon Kingdom anymore.

After all, he didn't even blink an eye when the Ming Dynasty fell, let alone now.

Descendants have their own blessings, and all he can do is to help as much as possible.

“Bang!!!!”

A deafening bang suddenly exploded in the silent room, like a balloon popping in an empty room.

This sudden sound made Qu Tong's heart tighten suddenly, as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

The few people around Qu Tong were originally standing there fine, but suddenly, their bodies began to twist and deform, as if they were tightly grasped by an invisible force.

Their skin began to crack and blood gushed out, dyeing the surrounding air red.

This force seems to come from all directions, penetrating every pore and leaving people nowhere to escape.

The eyes of those people were filled with fear and despair. They opened their mouths to call for help, but could only make silent roars.

As the force intensified, their bodies began to tear apart, as if they were being cut by countless sharp blades.

The scene was horrific with blood, flesh, broken bones and tendons.

In just a moment, these people turned into blood mist, filling the entire room.

The blood mist was mixed with torn clothes and broken limbs, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and death.

The blood mist spread out like a blooming blood-colored flower, beautiful and cruel, with a pungent smell of blood.

It all happened so fast that people had almost no time to react.

In just a moment, those few living lives disappeared without a trace, leaving only the blood mist in the air and the bloodstains slowly seeping onto the ground.

Those bloodstains were like winding streams.

Faced with the sudden death of his subordinate, Qu Tong's face was unusually calm, as if covered by a layer of frost.

The warm blood splashed on her face, like drops of hot tears, slowly sliding down, leaving behind bright red marks.

A complex emotion flashed across Qu Tong's eyes, it was the fear of death and the deep fear of Zhu Li.

She knew that the instigator of all this was Zhu Li, the man with supreme power and mysterious powers.

Every decision he makes could mean life or death, and his methods are unpredictable.

Life and death are just a thought of others.

The gap is so huge, so terrifying.

Qu Tong sighed inwardly.

These relatives saved her life.

It also made Qu Tong understand King Zhao's determination. Killing several of her men was equivalent to telling her that it was impossible for him to teach her the complete art of creation.

"Your Highness, I understand. I will take my leave now."

Zhu Li waved his hand and let Qu Tong leave.

"What a nice girl. She will definitely be a figure in the Ming Dynasty." Lu Hui walked over and chuckled.

"It's a pity that it's the 21st century now." Zhu Li shook his head.

"Yeah, it's a pity that I was born at the wrong time." Lu Hui shrugged.

The more ideas the aliens have in this era, perhaps it will be the beginning of their destruction.

Yiren is not the King of Zhao.

But there is no power to counter nuclear bombs.

If the stranger has more thoughts and is suppressed from above, no one will be able to withstand it.

Heart is higher than the sky, life is thinner than paper.

Zhu Li didn't want to dwell on this issue any more.

"Brother Lu, I'll have to trouble you to go to the United States next."

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I will definitely fulfill my mission."

When Lu Hui heard this, there was no hesitation on her face.

After Zhu Li finished speaking, Lu Hui had a problem.

"What's the situation in the United States now?"

"Hyena did a good job in the United States, but his power is limited after all. I need you to go over and help him put an end to the farce there as soon as possible and make up for the loss of millions of blood slaves destroyed by the nuclear bomb in Japan."

Zhu Li’s thoughts are different.

A beautiful country cannot stand in his way of pursuing the great path.

There is no need to procrastinate on this matter too long.

"I understand what Your Highness means." Lu Hui said with a smile.

After saying that, he turned and left, preparing to go to the United States.

Zhu Li turned his gaze to Tang Feng again.

"Tang Feng, the task of building the new mausoleum this time is left to you."

Hearing this, Tang Feng said softly, "Don't worry, Your Highness. We are already working hard to build it."

These days, Tang Feng is also learning modern knowledge.

He found that projects that would have taken more than ten years to complete in ancient times could now be completed in just a few months.

After all, in ancient times, the tombs of emperors, princes, and generals were all built in advance during their lifetime.

It is very normal for a project to take more than ten years to complete.

So Tang Feng is not in a hurry and just needs to move forward steadily.

Geng Qing stepped forward and said in a muffled voice:
"It seems that this mausoleum construction will be larger and more luxurious than the last one."

(End of this chapter)