Waste prince: Why do you force me to be emperor?

The old master mentioned by the dead swordsmen is the former eldest princess, Xia Tian's biological mother, and the present Qin Guifei.

Hundreds of hidden sword warriors are proficient in hundreds of skills, all of them are rare talents.

Concubine Qin handing over these people to Xia Tian is tantamount to handing over all the details of the Hidden Dragon Club to Xia Tian to build his real team.

Concubine Qin, love her son selflessly!

Looking up at the direction of the palace, Xia Tian murmured: "Mother, concubine, you have to be good, wait for the child to deal with the affairs of the Great Barren State, and then I will pick you up to enjoy the blessings."

He waved his hand and said: "No need to be polite, please get up!"

"Yes!"

All the youths who possessed swords obeyed orders without dragging their feet. They stood up without squinting, waiting for Xia Tian's instructions.

Xia Tian walked up to the leading boy: "What's your name?"

The leading boy replied coldly: "Report to Master, Zang Yi."

The corner of Xia Tian's mouth raised a hint of curiosity: "Why didn't you call me Young Master?"

Zang Yi replied with a blank face: "Because the old master has explained that from the moment we saw the master, we will only have you as the master, only listen to the orders of the master, and die for the master alone!"

Xia Tian frowned: "Why must you die for me?"

Zang Yi replied without hesitation: "A warrior who dies with a Tibetan sword can only fulfill his mission if he dies for his master."

Xia Tian frowned deeper, and asked tentatively: "Now, what if I want you to die?"

"Whoosh..."

Zang Yi magically took out a paper bag, and said seriously: "Master, this bag is poison, after taking it, blood will seal his throat, if the master wants Zang Yi to be poisoned and die, I will take it immediately! "

now.

Zang Yi's face was full of piety, and his eyes were wild, as if he had obeyed Xia Tian's order to die. For him, his highest wish had been fulfilled.

Xia Tian shook his head: "No poison."

With a move of his hands, the poison miraculously disappeared, and a sharp short sword emerged from his sleeve and landed in his hand: "Master, this is the ancient sword that the old master bestowed on me, named Blood Dragon, blowing hair and breaking hair, I just slit my own throat and I died instantly."

Xia Tian stretched out his hand: "Bring me to see!"

"Yes!"

Zang Yi respectfully handed the ancient dragon blood sword to his master: "Please check it out, master, this sword is sharp and can definitely make Zang Yi die without pain."

Xia Tian took the ancient dragon blood sword silently, only to see that the length of the sword was only one foot, and the body of the sword was densely packed with traces of dragon scales.

Upon closer inspection, there are traces of hammering. Each semicircular hammer mark has exactly the same depth and texture, showing that the caster's control over strength has reached its peak. "

Although this is an iron sword, it looks like refined steel, the blade is extremely sharp and exudes a trace of cold air.

Xia Tian was thoughtful, handed back the dagger and asked, "What are you good at?"

"Casting!"

Zang Yi knew everything and said everything: "I am a master of sword casting in ancient times, and I am best at making swords. I can also forge all kinds of weapons and farm tools."

"As long as there are blueprints, Zang Yi should be able to cast them."

Xia Tian smiled gently: "Put the sword away!"

"Do you have any other means of suicide?"

The dagger in Zang Yi's hand flew into his sleeve and disappeared, and another animal tendon appeared in his hand: "Master, Zang Yi can also hang himself to death, and I promise not to stain the eyes of the master."

"Actually, as long as the master is willing, I can kill myself by biting my tongue, crashing into a wall, jumping off a cliff, picking a branch and stabbing myself..."

Zang Yi said it very seriously

There are thousands of ways to kill others, and there are as many ways to kill yourself.

After they are well trained, they are not only the best fighters, but also the best spies.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Xia Tian's scalp also felt a little numb, and he ordered seriously: "Zang Yi, listen carefully, from now on, without my order, you are absolutely not allowed to die!"

"Follow me and live a good life!"

"The return of life is not only to die, but also to experience the meaning of life!"

Zang Yi still said coldly: "Master, the meaning of Zang Yi's life is to die for you!"

summer:"......"

"This is an order!"

"Yes!"

There was no emotion in Zang Yi's tone, as if he was just a puppet with a flesh body.

There is indeed a way of obliterating the thoughts of dead soldiers with hidden swords.

At this time.

"call......"

Xia Tian took a deep breath: "I order, all of you, without my order from now on, you are not allowed to die!"

"Follow me and live well!"

"Yes!"

All the hidden sword warriors knelt down on one knee and saluted again: "Follow the master's order!"

They raised their heads and took a deep look at Xia Tian, ​​as if there was an inexplicable warmth brewing in their chests!

It seems that at a certain moment, unparalleled power can erupt!

Their new master is completely different from the old master!

The old master raised them, one day, let them die worthwhile!

The new owner let them live well!

Why do they think so differently?

If he is alive all the time, is he still a dead man?

For the first time, Cang Yi and all the youths of Cang Jian became confused about life and death?

"Get up!"

"Yes!"

"Are you doing extreme cold resistance training?"

"Yes!"

"How long will it go on?"

"Ten days!"

"Zang Yi, are you leading the training now?"

"Yes!"

"Where are the masters who trained you?"

"died!"

Xia Tian blinked: "How did you die?"

"During the extreme cold resistance training this time, I encountered the most extreme blizzard weather ever, and the masters were all frozen to death!"

Xia Tian is a little speechless!

Sure enough, the hound must be mourned on the mountain, and the general will inevitably die before the battle!

but.

He was even more curious: "Why did you survive?"

Zang Yi: "The masters said that our will is stronger than theirs, our body is full of energy and blood, and our heart is as hot as a furnace, so we can survive!"

"But they are old, their blood is withered, their minds have too many distracting thoughts, and the fire in their hearts has gradually been extinguished, so they will die!"

Zang Yi's tone was still calm, as if he didn't take life and death into his heart at all.

At this moment, Xia Tian was a little shocked.

Hidden sword dead warriors are really different from ordinary people.

These young men with hidden swords are all worthy of training.

Since their life and death are tied to their own bodies, and to protect themselves as the prince, then send them a different life, achieve each other, and support each other through the coldest winter of life.

"noob!"

Xia Tian's eyes rolled: "Arrange their lives well, as long as it is the resources they need for training, we must try our best to get them!"

"Yes!"

Xiaobai took the order, turned around and shouted: "Zang Yi takes the lead, Zang Er goes to Zang Bai, line up and enter the fort, and get supplies!"

"Yes!"

Xia Tian turned around: "Lu Shu!"

"exist!"

"Arrange them into the personal guard battalion, and form a centurion separately, under my direct command, and the captain is Zangyi!"

"Yes!"

next to.

Sima Lan had been watching quietly, and only now did he ask, "Little Ge, how do these dead men with hidden swords compare to you?"