Evil fairy is rare

Chapter 157 Dutch Musket
Fu Jiuchen pulled You Zixin into the room.

"Pack up your things, let's go to the palace." You Zixin whispered, "Go through the window, don't let them notice."

"You..." Fu Jiuchen showed joy on his face.

"Do you think I'm as knowledgeable as Fu Jiushu? Since Lu Zhiyuan and Zhu Yousong and Song Xiuyuan have used their brains on power positions, how can they send us away? There will be martial law in the whole city, and the Zhao family will face search sooner or later. Rather than just sit and wait for death, It's better to give it a go! Go back to the palace and catch him off guard!"

"Zixin, you know the general idea, I, I like it very much." Fu Jiuchen revealed his true feelings and grabbed her arm.

"Even if I'm messing around, you still have to like me." You Zixin laughed, reaching out to touch his face, "I blame you for not doing anything in front of that evil fairy, but did it hurt you?"

Fu Jiuchen squeezed her hand, his handsome face was full of smiles, "No matter how much it hurts, don't you want to hit her?"

You Zixin snorted, "The next time I hit you, you'll hit me back. Don't lose out."

"Okay, bring the wine." Fu Jiuchen smiled, "You can hit harder after drinking."

You Zixin gave him a sideways glance, "How dare you." Fu Jiuchen remained silent.

"That senior brother of yours is disgusting enough, he deserves to be scolded a few times!" She turned out of the window and glanced at the next room.

So be it.

That sister is good, with a very kind heart, I hope you can turn over a new leaf and stop messing around again.

It was already dawn, and the two of them turned into two strong winds on the eaves and rushed towards the palace.

Taoist Wuxin has already died two people, and it is expected that he will not be able to form a formation. This is also the weakest time.The Sakyamuni Sect is just a group of monks with hair and practice, and even Leng Youxi is no match, so it is naturally easier to deal with.

The two of them landed on the side wall of Prince Fu's mansion with extraordinary swiftness.

"Boom!", a loud noise that had never been heard before, and a bloody arrow shot out from Fu Jiuchen's shoulder immediately!
He couldn't stand on the side wall and fell to the ground.

You Zixin stepped forward to watch, but saw a small hole in his shoulder, bleeding profusely.

"What kind of magic is this? It's so powerful." You Zixin exclaimed.

There was a sound of "crack, la la", and two rows of soldiers, holding stick-shaped objects in their hands, aimed at the two of them.

Zhu Yousong walked behind the soldiers formation, "You Zixin, Fu Jiuchen, you two are too impatient. Didn't this king tell you that I want to send you money to leave? Why did you come to my Palace of Fu to ask for it?"

He took the stick-shaped object from the soldier beside him, "The emperor's kindness is mighty, when he traded with the Dutch, he bought a batch of muskets and gave my father a musketry. Unexpectedly, this thing is more powerful than bows and arrows." hundred times."

You Zixin frowned, staring at the small black muzzle of the gun, why is it called a gun?Why no gun point?
"I was amazed by this thing, so I purposely left it at the mansion to greet you two." Zhu Yousong said with a smile, "It seems that we don't have to rely on immortal skills, and we can use them."

"What do the Dutch call this?" Zhu Yousong asked the soldiers beside him.

"science."

"Yes. I don't know the meaning of this weird name. But the stuff is very good." He flashed his eyes, "It can kill you."

"Send them on their way!" He gave an order, followed by a series of gunshots, and Fu Jiuchen pulled You Zixin behind him, ready to pick him up.A black shadow flashed before his eyes, and he smelled a pungent smell of gunpowder smoke.

The strange thing is that there was no wound on his body when he heard the sound of the musket.

On the right, a woman in purple robe appeared out of thin air, standing sideways with her back to her.

Seeing that it was a purple robe, Zhu Yousong was taken aback, "Who is your Excellency! Is it a senior from Soul Devourer Mansion!"

The man turned around and opened his hands, only to see more than a dozen steel balls gleaming silver in his palms.

"Fire gun? It's nothing special. Compared with my self-created profound art, it's still inferior." The woman looked at You Zixin with a smile on her seductive melon-seeded face.

You Zixin felt chills all over her body, the woman in front of her was Shen Ningzhu, the ghost-clawed moon demon who forged an icy cold light sword for herself in the blood hole in the illusion of the World Venerable Square!

(End of this chapter)