I am the only one in the world without Su [Quick Transmigration]

In the spring of the 12th year of Hongli, Zhaodi Su Zhuoye passed away.

Then according to the last emperor's edict, the crown prince Su Jin was passed on.

Before the enthronement ceremony begins, the enthronement ceremony must be performed, offering sacrifices to the heavens, and then offering sacrifices to the ancestral temple.

According to the plan, the assassination was above the ceremony.

Chen Jun had already changed his attire. He sat quietly in the chariot, with various medicinal powders in his sleeves and a dagger tied in his trousers. This was the limit of what he could prepare.

The convoy moved forward slowly, and the sound of the wheels sounded regularly.

Chen Jun touched the palm of his hand, sweating, but not much.

He was a little nervous, but it was much better than the last time he was shaking in the car.

Chen Jun recalled his experience during this period, it was absolutely impossible for him to meet in the past 20 years, and it was not a one-time or two thrilling adventure, as time passed, it really changed a lot.

Compared to the future, this change is inevitable.

Thinking of this, Chen Jun became calmer. He had actually seen even bigger scenes, fights on the battlefield, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and seas of stars, none of which was more grand than the present.

Chen Jun glanced out of the window through the curtains that were blown open by the wind. Su Zhuolo was sitting on a horse in white clothes. When he saw him looking over, he nodded slightly.

The curtain quickly fell, blocking the eyes of the two of them.

But at this moment, Chen Jun's heart was at ease, so he didn't feel that the time was going to be hard.

Not long after, the convoy in front stopped suddenly, and Chen Jun instantly understood that the plan had already begun, with his right hand hanging by his side, although he didn't move, he was always on guard.

There were already screams from outside, and the noisy footsteps were getting closer. Chen Jun lifted the curtain of the car, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

"Report to Your Majesty, there is an assassination!" A guard commander in black armor bent down and cupped his fists, respectfully said.

Chen Jun looked at the men in black who were fighting bloody battles in the distance, and sighed in his heart. There were a few familiar faces he had seen many times, but now, they only had one identity, and that was assassins.

He heard himself say with a blank face: "Catch them, if they want to live, then interrogate the person behind the scenes."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The commander of the guards just wanted to order his subordinates, but he didn't want to. Several men also dressed in guards' uniforms pulled out their long knives, and three knives chopped into his chest at the same time.

No one thought of it, except Chen Jun.

The blood splattered in the air and reflected on Sen's cold blade, like red plums in the snow, extraordinarily glamorous.

Those disguised assassins kicked the body of the guard commander under the chariot, and pointed their blood-stained blades at Chen Jun at the same time.

Chen Jun clenched his hands, but he could only dodge in embarrassment, because as we all know, the prince is not good at martial arts, he can use some small tricks, but if it is really exposed, then the emperor will not only not protect him, but will let him Be that scapegoat.

Therefore, Chen Jun could only pretend to be difficult and dangerous to escape. The real crisis was not here yet. These people seemed ruthless, but it was impossible for them to take his life seriously.

The key point is that the real champions who appeared later, hundreds of archers, directly shot and killed more than half of the people present.

He is the center of attention.

He didn't know what happened after that, but the evidence of Li Wang's rebellion and the conclusive evidence that the prince used a double to escape with his life, no one would hold on to it.

In this game, Li Wang had to enter.

Even if he didn't take action, someone would pretend to be the evidence afterwards. Since he was also dead, Su Zhuolie was obviously more willing to resist.

There was another knife in the face.

——Really, why do you always like to put it on your face, don’t you know that he is disguised?

Chen Jun sighed, resolutely gave up his image, and rolled off the carriage from behind.

He just stood up, and before he could stand still, someone grabbed his arm suddenly.

"go!"

The voice was urgent and cold. After Chen Jun recognized who it was, he was slightly relieved.

"Uncle Emperor..."

Su Zhuolo drew out the soft sword at his waist, and easily blocked the attacks of those assassins. Hearing the sound, he just glanced at him, but there was a hint of familiarity in his eyes.

He knocked back the four opponents with a single sword, and pulled Chen Jun back a few steps. Using the cover of his sleeve, he slowly wrote on Chen Jun's palm.

—play dead.

Chen Jun couldn't help but look at him twice.

--you sure?

Su Zhuolo glanced at him, and squeezed his arm forcefully.

Well, after Chen Jun thought about it carefully, this method is feasible. Only by feigning death to escape can he be truly free.

Su Zhuolo fought those assassins seemingly fiercely, but in fact he didn't have much killing intent, he was waiting, waiting for Li Wang's men to appear.

Only then will there be real chaos, and Chen Jun will have a chance to escape. With a flick of Su Zhuolo's wrist, the tip of the sword is like a calm wave in clear water, and sword energy radiates from ten directions, forcing several people to be unable to attack.

The chaos was getting bigger and bigger, and suddenly, Chen Jun saw the silver light reflected by the sun in the tree attics on both sides.

— is the arrow.

King Li started to attack, Chen Jun grabbed Su Zhuolo's left hand back, and the two looked at each other.

Su Zhuolo nodded incredulously.He had a horizontal sword in his chest, and the sword energy scattered.

At the same time, nearly a hundred arrows shot out in an instant.

Chen Jun watched Su Zhuolo lift his foot and take a step across, his wrist flipped in the air, blocking the flying arrows, and then he turned his wrist continuously, holding the arrows together, and then forced them to throw back in the original direction.

He estimated the strength gap between himself and Su Zhuolo.

In terms of strength, he is stronger, but he is still far inferior in terms of skills and experience. Compared with the two, although he is not powerless to fight back, he wants to win unless his attributes exceed five on average.

Or martial arts skills reached an advanced level.

But by then, he might already be in the next world.

Chen Jun sighed, he could only rely on reversing the plot to obtain cause points, this method is too simple, he should study carefully to see if there are other methods.

Arrows everywhere, blood everywhere, corpses everywhere.

After a few rounds, Su Zhuolo couldn't hold it any longer. Chen Jun looked at the scratches on his arm, and then looked at the surrounding situation. It was probably about the same.

Su Zhuolo's speed of drawing the sword was slightly slower, missing an arrow.

Chen Jun estimated the distance and strength, and at the moment the arrow pierced his chest, he grabbed the tail of the arrow to make sure it wouldn't go too deep, then closed his eyes and fell back.

Su Zhuolo swept away a piece of arrow feather, stretched out his hand to hug Chen Jun's body, and with a movement of his fingers, a pill popped out into his mouth.

At this moment, another arrow struck from a distance.

The wind of the arrow is sharp, with an unmatched momentum, it comes in an instant.

Su Zhuolo paused, it was too late to hide, the opponent seized the opportunity too well.

The arrow completely pierced through his shoulder, and the blood color smeared in the white clothes.

Su Zhuolo twisted off the arrow feathers, pulled out the arrow, and threw it on the ground.

Su Zhuolie came out from behind the archer.

He looked down at the two of them.

Su Zhuolo put down Chen Jun, poured his internal energy into the soft sword, and the sword became straight instantly, as sharp as snow.

"Brother Jiuhuang, I haven't learned your swordsmanship for a long time, Brother Huang. I don't know if you have regressed?"

Su Zhuolo frowned, looked at the sword light that Su Zhuolie swung over, but his hand was a little slowed down, the penetrating wound on his right shoulder was not serious.

The swords of the two men meet, the momentum is hasty and fierce, Su Zhuolie's saber is heavier, Su Zhuoluo's sword moves lightly, when their strength confronts each other, he loses in the end.

The long sword in King Li's hand pointed at Su Zhuolo's neck, and the cold tip of the sword raised his chin.

"Brother Nine Emperors, Su Jin is dead, admit defeat!"

Su Zhuolo shook his head.

"No, this time, you lost."

As soon as the voice fell, a piece of sand rose up in the distance, and the vibration of the ground was getting closer and closer.

King Li turned around and looked around, his brows furrowed.

"You guys have a good plan!" He put down Jianfeng, took a deep look at Su Zhuolo, and whispered: "That night, you actually wanted to remind me, right?"

"..." Su Zhuolo didn't understand what he meant.

Su Zhuolie laughed twice, then turned around and led his troops to confront Su Jin in the distance.

"Li Wang, you intend to rebel, the crime is heinous, and you still haven't pleaded guilty!" A minister couldn't help shouting.

Su Jin looked at his uncle and sneered in his heart, but on his face he showed a heartbroken look: "Uncle Wu, I respect you as an elder, but don't blame me for making such a big mistake today. Ruthless!"

He waved an order, and thousands of guards around him immediately surrounded hundreds of Li Wang's people.

Su Zhuolie glanced at everyone and raised his sword to the sky.

"This game did allow you to take the vanguard, but do you think you can sit back and relax? My army of King Ten Thousand Qin is just outside the city. If this king goes out to join them, and then contact the old subordinates, take you The conspiracy with your father is made public, and when the time comes, who in this world will not know who it is?" Li Wang said coldly.

Su Jin smiled: "Uncle Wuhuang, since I'm here, I'm naturally fully prepared. It's absolutely impossible for you to join your army!"

"—Because they have all been transferred from the capital now!"

After he waved his hand, a middle-aged man came out, wearing a Confucian robe, looked at Su Zhuolie and sighed: "My lord, I'm sorry, my Zhou family has been loyal to the royal family for generations, and I can't turn a blind eye to such outrageous things as seeking power and usurping the throne. Your troops have been dispersed and divided into various garrisons."

Su Zhuolie was taken aback for a moment, then roared angrily: "Zhou Yue, this king treats you well!"

He felt resentment in his heart, took the bow and arrow on the horse, aimed at the opposite side, and shot an arrow.

Zhou Yue retreated inside, but his thigh was still injured, and he fled to the back immediately. Su Jin frowned and waved to order.

The two sides fought again.

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