I can assign tasks to the heroine as the villain through the book

Looking at the trembling, cowardly and pathetic look of the other party, He Changfeng couldn't help shaking his head.

This is also the main character?

This also deserves to be the protagonist of luck?

The lucky male protagonists he has seen, at least before they die, are tougher and crazier than the other.

Either die roaring, or perish in dead silence.

And this, begging for mercy endlessly, just so that he can spare his life.

He Changfeng breathed out, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

Above the sky, a white lightning bolt fell to the ground.

It was Dabai.

When Dabai landed on the ground, the sky was full of wind, and the roar was as deafening as thunder.

Chu Ming was so frightened that he screamed again and again, and even couldn't help covering his face.

He Changfeng ignored the other party and reached out to stroke Dabai gently.

Dabai rubbed against him affectionately, and finally turned into a white horse as white as snow.

Tengu's apparition ability.

He Changfeng discovered this only recently.

Through this ability, Dabai can hide himself extremely low-key.

Caressing the other party's white mane, He Changfeng smiled softly.

At least a lot more low-key than before.

Riding a white horse, He Changfeng directly crossed the threshold of the prime minister's mansion and leaped out. Seeing this, the silver robe who was guarding the outside was frightened for a long time before recovering.

But at this time, that Xi Qingyi was already riding a white horse, heading towards the palace.

Along the way, He Changfeng attracted the attention of countless people.

Especially those young, beautiful and prosperous women, they couldn't help being dazed when they saw He Changfeng's figure.

The face is like a crown jade, and the green clothes are dusty.

A horse as white as snow under him made He Changfeng look like the noblest god in the world.

But when someone talked about He Changfeng's identity, the light in the eyes of those women who were yearning for him suddenly disappeared.

"That's the current prime minister, Young Master He of Qingyun Sect!"

The three words He Changfeng are many times louder than the current prime minister.

Everyone knows that He Changfeng is currently the No. [-] pride in Xuanhuangtian Outer Border.

Young women from all major forces dream of getting acquainted with He Changfeng.

Countless women fantasize about throwing themselves into their arms.

But the reality is that the vast majority of people don't even have the chance to watch from afar.

He could only fantasize about the figure of the other party in a sentence of rumors.

Now, they are luckier than most women if they can take a look like this.

The main entrance of the palace.

The guardian in this silver robe saw that dazzling body from a long distance away.

There are quite a few adults in Tsing Yi, but in their memory, there is only one person who came out of the dust in Tsing Yi.

Several silver robes hurried forward to greet He Changfeng.

"grown ups!"

He Changfeng grabbed the reins and stopped in front of them.

"Is Guangyao in the palace?"

He Changfeng looked at the other party and asked.

Several people looked at each other, and one of them suddenly said: "My lord, the princess has not come back since she went to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Oh?"

That little girl did not return to the palace.

Where did you go?

He Changfeng turned his horse's head and continued galloping towards the city gate.

There is no place for the other party to go in the city. Since he can't find it here, he must be able to ask the news he wants at the gate of the city.

...

imperial capital.

South City Gate.

As the largest city gate in the imperial capital, thousands of merchants come and go every day.

The number of court subjects who came and went was also countless, and even the recent wars only dimmed the bustle and bustle of the imperial capital a little.

There are five hundred permanent silver robes in the entire South City Gate.

These 500 people have only one mission, to stop all people of unknown origin.

Under the tens of feet high city wall, people come and go.

The eyes of dozens of silver robes moved above the crowd.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, two silver robes walked out and directly squeezed into the crowd, causing a burst of dissatisfaction.

"Begging is forbidden in the imperial capital, you have come to the wrong place!"

One hand of the silver robe landed on the inconspicuous figure among the crowd.

The man was ragged, unkempt, and his face was covered with mud.

"Get out!"

Yinpao was not polite at all, and said coldly.

But the beggar didn't look up.

"Who is sitting on the dragon chair?"

As soon as these words came out, the two silver robes couldn't help but looked at each other.

"Besides the current Holy One, who else could it be?"

Yinpao said coldly.

"Do you want to get out now, or do you want us to beat you up and throw you out?"

Yinpao grabbed the beggar's hand and exerted a little force.

But suddenly found that the other party's body was as hard as a rock, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake him by half.

"It seems that the dynasty is still alive."

The beggar slowly raised his head and looked at the resplendent palace in the center of the capital.

He raised his head, revealing blood stains on his face, and even his eyes, as if soaked in blood stains, filled with bruises.

"Go and tell Your Majesty that the criminal Zhao Chun has returned."

The beggar's voice was low, like a broken bellows, hoarse and unpleasant.

But after a brief silence, what responded to him was a disdainful laugh?

"You are the commander-in-chief? Then I am still the current emperor!"

"The commander-in-chief's prestige is really not small, even a little beggar knows it."

"You don't know me?"

Zhao Chun looked at the other party in disbelief.

That bloody face was full of majesty.

The two silver robes were stunned for a moment, but immediately after, a trace of impatience appeared on their faces.

"It seems that you don't want to leave by yourself?"

Saying that, the hands of the two people were placed on the sabers around their waists.

But Zhao Chun was in no rush.

"I don't blame you guys for not recognizing my face, it's because you kneel too far away and can't see me clearly!"

"Do you recognize this?"

Zhao Chun took out his jade pendant from his waist.

A flamboyant "Tong" character jumps out on it.

"This is the Commander-in-Chief, I don't believe you don't know!"

As soon as this order came out, the eyes of the two silver robes sank, and they couldn't help but looked at each other again.

Not long after, there was a commotion inside the city gate.

A beggar was thrown out by two silver robes.

People around cast their eyes one after another, but in their view, it was just a beggar trying to sneak into the imperial capital, but failed.

Zhao Chun hit the ground heavily, his face was buried in the mud, and he was in extreme embarrassment.

"Shuai Ling? I don't know where the counterfeit came from, but he dares to bluff in front of us."

"Get out of here, if you see it again, you will be shot!"

Holding the so-called commander-in-chief in their hands, the two silver robes didn't take it seriously at all.

He threw it directly on Zhao Chun, and even spat on it.

Zhao Chunben was extremely weak.

He was seriously injured, his dantian was severely injured, and he couldn't use half of his spiritual power.

He walked to the imperial capital with perseverance, but never thought that he would be stuck outside his home.

"How is it possible... How can it be possible that these imperial guards don't even know the commander in chief?"

"how is this possible..."

"Pfft..."

Zhao Chun was furious, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

The scene in front of me began to become more and more blurred, and the footsteps around me seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

Until there was a commotion that he could not detect, a snow-white horse stopped in front of him.

Zhao Chun raised his head with the last bit of strength, trying to see the other person's face clearly.

But I only saw a Tsing Yi.

Further up.

On that familiar face, there was indifference, condescending, looking at him as if overlooking a stranger.

"Hey... Mr. He..."

Zhao Chun became weaker and weaker, but he had already identified the other party.

The glory in his heart made him feel ashamed.

"They...they don't know my handsome order anymore."

"Don't blame them."

He Changfeng said lightly.

"Those silver robes who knew you died in the battle to defend the imperial capital."

Zhao Chun was stunned.

Until his eyes were completely dimmed, and he passed out.

Royal Palace.

Guangyao, who went out of the city to search for the elixir, was stopped by the gatekeeper Yinpao as soon as he arrived at the gate.

"Your Highness, the prime minister came to see you just now."

"He Changfeng?"

Hearing this, Guangyao raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Didn't he kick me out just now? What are you looking for me again?"

Guangyao muttered in her heart.

But soon, a smile appeared.

"That guy must have a different heart."

Thinking of this, Guangyao immediately turned around and headed towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.

...

Prime Minister's House.

attic.

Looking at Zhao Chun who was still like a beggar on the bed, He Changfeng's eyes widened slightly.

This Zhao Chun is a hero, even a rare man that he can admire.

With his own strength, the dynasty that should have fallen in the wind and rain continued for a month.

If it wasn't for this month, I wouldn't be able to wait for him to make a move.

The Yuanyang Dynasty had already changed.

Unfortunately, not everyone is a hero.

The same is true of the Royal Army.

The hero has died on the battlefield.

The rest, during that ludicrous defending battle, stayed far enough away.

"It's really a shame for you to stay in this kind of place."

"In this world, there is a wider world for you to soar."

A smile appeared on He Changfeng's mouth.

"System, exchange slave marks!"

[Luck value -1000, currently being exchanged...]

A slave seal appeared in the system space.

He Changfeng stepped forward slowly, looked at Zhao Chun who had lost consciousness, and slowly stretched out his hand.

A few minutes later, He Changfeng waved his hand, and Zhao Chun disappeared without a trace.

"From now on, there will be no more Zhao Chun in the Yuanyang Dynasty."

"And I have to be a leader!"

He Changfeng smiled.

Guangle is only worth one hundred luck points.

Guangqing, three hundred.

But Zhao Chun, even if it costs him three thousand or five thousand, he is willing.

The slave seal will eliminate all unfavorable notions of Zhao Chun, and be completely loyal to himself.

But it will never affect Zhao Chun's unique commanding power cultivated through a complete bloody battle.

With his current ability.

Genius can make.

But handsome talent is hard to come by.

How could He Changfeng let him go when he finally met one delivered to his door?

"I didn't expect to find a little girl, and there would be unexpected joy."

When He Changfeng walked out of the room, Chu Ming was still hanging in the air, but he stopped howling at this moment, like a decadent dead dog, without a sound.

It's time to go to Guangyao and squeeze out all the luck points of this guy.

Thinking of this, He Changfeng walked out of the courtyard.

But before going out, Chunzhu hurried over.

"My lord, Your Highness has come down."

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Owing three chapters, accident.

All will be added in the future, and there will be no less chapters.