MTL - I Am Invincible After Awakening the Superman Gene-Chapter 185 You have such a big face!

  Chapter 185 You have such a big face!

   Bass!

   Bass!

   Bass! !

  The iron block and the stone rubbed against each other slowly, making an extremely harsh sound.

  Through the sound insulation layer of the villa, it seemed a little dull, but in the ears of Prince Jin, it was abnormally getting sharper and sharper.

  His face couldn't help becoming more serious, and his intuition told him that there was danger ahead.

  However, he didn't take this premonition seriously.

  Prince Jin was extremely confident in his own strength, so after a brief pause, he pushed open the door of the villa.

  Squeak~

  The door was empty, and darkness enveloped the surroundings.

  Prince Jin couldn't see anything clearly, he didn't find any trace of the enemy.

  The strange voice just now suddenly disappeared at this moment, like a ghost.

  However, Prince Jin did not relax his vigilance at all, instead he became more vigilant.

  Because the moment he stepped into the door, the previous premonition of danger intensified dozens of times in an instant, almost telling him clearly.

   Forward, will die.

   must die.

   "Hoo..."

  Prince Jin's heavy breathing echoed in the quiet villa, and a drop of cold sweat slowly dripped from his forehead.

  Cold sweat ran down the bridge of the nose, flowed through the mouth, spread to the neck, and infiltrated the atrium.

   To be honest, he regretted it.

  If he could do it again, he would never choose to step into this house.

  It's a pity that there are no ifs in the world, and he can no longer make choices.

   Moreover, Prince Jin is now in an embarrassing situation.

  The darkness in front of him was like an abyss, full of countless dangers, and the same was true in the rear, as an air force had already locked him in the distance.

  Take a step back, the storm is coming.

   "It's already here, why don't you dare to show up to see it, why do you need to be sneaky."

  Prince Jin resisted the twitching veins on his forehead, pretending to be calm and said that he is a member of the royal family with status and status, and maintaining his bearing at this time is the basic skill engraved in his bones.

  After he said this, there was still silence in the villa, and there was no response at all.

  It seems that everything he perceives is an illusion, but in fact all the dangers do not exist.

  Seeing this, Prince Jin couldn't help sweating from the palms of his hands. He slowly clenched his five fingers tightly, and the genetic power in his body surged, and he was ready for a desperate fight.

   "This king is the prince of the Great Qin Empire. He has a high position and authority and a distinguished status. If something happened to me today, His Majesty will dig three feet deep and catch the real culprit. You can't escape."

  Prince Jin snorted coldly, and put down some threatening rhetoric.

   But although these words seem to be threats, they are actually things that people who are desperate and desperate will do.

  However, after saying a word, after waiting for a long time, there was still no sound from the villa.

  Prince Jin's palms are sweating more and more, and the clothes on his back are already wet. Now the anxiety in his heart has reached its peak.

  The silent darkness brought him an extraordinary sense of oppression.

   Bass!

   Bass!

  Suddenly, a sharp voice rang in his ears without warning.

  A ray of light appeared in the darkness, and a faint candlelight slowly rose from the fireplace of the villa, illuminating the surrounding three inches.

  Prince Jin raised his brows immediately, and looked around the candlelight intently, only to see a shadow reflected beside the candle.

  The candle was so weak that he couldn't see clearly.

  He could only see that the thin figure seemed to be holding a sharp weapon in his hand. Under the sharp weapon was a square stone with water splashes on it.

  The shadow just held the sharp weapon in both hands, and pushed it back and forth on the stone. Every time it passed, there would be a sharp and piercing sound.

   "Who is here?!" Prince Jin asked sharply.

  Hearing this, the figure in the shadow froze for a moment, and said slowly:

   "His Royal Highness is really a noble person who forgets things too much. You just guarded me against thieves for three days, and now you don't recognize him?"

  After speaking, he continued with the action just now.

  Prince Jin's body suddenly froze and stiffened instantly.

  He knew the identity of the figure beside the candle in an instant, but it was precisely because of this that he was so surprised.

  Qin Mo!

  Qin Mo, Marquis of Guannei!

  The rising genius, the future Duke, the thorn in the side of the royal family, the thorn in the flesh.

   Such a name is enough to shock the world.

  Prince Jin really couldn't figure out why Qin Mo appeared here, and why he...

   would bring him such a strong premonition of death.

   You know, he is a genuine Tier 3 Heavenly King!

  Before, he was disdainful of Qin Huang's multiple arrangements, and scoffed at Qin Mo's stupid idea of ​​overreaching, but now...

  When death really came to the top of his head, he realized how outrageously wrong he was.

  At this moment, Prince Jin's mouth was full of bitterness.

  He unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva, opened his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice:

   "It turned out to be the Marquis of Guannei. I don't know why the Marquis of Guannei visited my private house late at night. If there is anyone who can help me, I will definitely do my best and never refuse."

  As soon as these words came out, Qin Mo's hands stopped moving again.

  He raised the dagger in his hand, put it under the candlelight, glanced back and forth, and nodded in satisfaction.

  Afterwards, Qin Mo got up and turned to look at Wu Jin standing at the door, and said in surprise:

   "I didn't expect His Royal Highness to be such a master at pretending to be confused, but well, I happen to have one thing I want to ask Your Highness for help."

   "Marquis of Guannei, but it's okay to say." Prince Jin said seriously.

  Qin Mo smiled, raised the dagger in his hand, pointed it at his left chest, and said straightly:

   "I want to borrow... Your Highness's head."

   Whoosh!

  The sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

  Qin Mo didn't talk nonsense with him any more, and didn't give him time to react, so he just threw out the extremely sharp dagger whose blade had been sharpened by him.

  Under the blessing of super power, the dagger almost turned into a beam of light, and it took only a thousandth of a second to appear in front of Prince Jin's eyes.

  Looking at the ever-enlarging blade tip in his pupils, Prince Jin's expression changed suddenly, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

  He subconsciously wanted to use the second-stage elemental spirit body to resist this powerful blow.

   But, as fast as the dagger is, there is something faster than it.

   Just as a thought flashed through Prince Jin's mind and the genetic power in his body began to surge, the tip of the dagger in front of him suddenly changed from silver white to crimson red.

   Followed by gradual melting.

  Two beautiful high-temperature rays came first and landed on his head mercilessly!

   Chi Chi Chi Chi!

  The sound of high temperature and burning played the movement of death, becoming the most beautiful death song in the world.

  In the darkness, Prince Jin's pupils gradually lost their luster and turned gray.

  He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

  Boom!

   A muffled sound suddenly sounded.

  Prince Jin fell back heavily on the ground, his face turned to the sky, his eyes full of bewilderment.

  A heavenly king of the third-order elemental system died!

  Qin Mo clapped his hands, walked slowly to the corpse, and released his mental perception to scan it back and forth.

   After a few seconds, his brows gradually wrinkled, and doubts appeared in the depths of his eyes.

   "Prince Jin's status in the royal family is unquestionable, but why does he have spiritual seeds in his mind?"

  For a while, Qin Mo couldn't figure it out.

  Although this spiritual seed has not been detonated, nor has it parasitized it, it is like a time bomb that may explode at any time.

  Based on the methods currently displayed by the spiritual awakener, he must be capable of implanting spiritual seeds silently in the brain of a Tier 3 Great Heavenly King.

   But the question is, dare or not.

   Unless his status is higher than that of Prince Jin.

  Looking at the entire Qin Dynasty, the status of the royal family is higher than that of Prince Jin, no more than one palm.

  And among these people, those old things are also included, as well as the current Great Qin Emperor.

   "Could it be that the real identity of that guy is actually one of these people?"

  Qin Mo thought to himself, his brows furrowed even more.

   Before he had personally contacted a few people, it was difficult for him to make this decision.

  However, there are opportunities in the future.

   As for tonight...

  Qin Mo lowered his head and glanced at the corpse at his feet. The corners of his mouth curled up into a slight smile, feeling very happy.

  The next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only darkness in the empty villa.

  Prince Jin's body lay quietly on the ground, the temperature gradually dropped, and his limbs gradually became stiff...

   So and so, half an hour later.

  Chingyang Li family, the manor castle.

  A grand dream was quietly constructed, dark power surged, and a figure walked out of it.

   This figure did not reproduce Qin Mo's face, but had no eyes, ears, and nose, and came directly to the dreamland as a faceless man.

  Qin Mo slowly opened his eyes, got up from the bed, looked at the fierce faceless man floating in mid-air, and smiled:

   "One thing to say, you came much slower than I thought."

   "Your despicableness is also more than I imagined." The faceless man said coldly.

  He has no eyes, but Qin Mo knew that he was staring at him so hard that he wanted to kill himself on the spot.

   "Three days have passed, but you still killed Prince Jin, Qin Mo, don't blame me, it was you who broke the rules of the game first."

   "Breaking the rules? I never do that kind of thing."

  Qin Mo shrugged, spread his hands and said, "Did I say when the game will start?"

   If there is no fixed time for the game to start, then naturally there is no such thing as the end of the game.

  Three days, it really hasn’t passed.

  The Faceless Man in mid-air froze suddenly, and the breath around him rolled out.

  He quickly went through the confrontation between the two at that time in his mind, and found that Qin Mo really didn't say when it would start.

   Obviously, he just didn't say anything on purpose to mislead himself.

  In an instant, the Faceless Man figured out Qin Mo's tricks, and this made the aura around him even more unstable.

  Boom!

  Dreamland fell into a riot.

  Dark clouds overwhelmed the top, torrential rain poured down, and countless dark forces began to surge, oppressing Qin Mo from all directions.

   "What a vicious mind!" He couldn't help shouting sharply.

  Hearing this, the smile on Qin Mo's face increased instead of diminishing.

  His body was also suspended in the sky by itself, standing a foot higher than the opponent, and the celestial phenomenon also appeared behind him.

  Countless raindrops falling from the sky seemed to have gathered together with some kind of force, and gradually condensed and transformed into a huge sword with a length of hundreds of feet.

   "Vicious? Heh! This is really the best cold joke I've ever heard."

  Qin Mo's eyes revealed a look of sarcasm, and continued to sneer condescendingly: "In front of you, my viciousness is less than one ten-thousandth of it, and I am just treating others in the same way as others.

  What, this is unbearable? Starting to break the defense?

  You are allowed to play tricks on me, but I am not allowed to think about you...

  You have such a big face! "

  The voice fell to the ground, and the long sword formed by the condensation of rainwater pointed directly at the sky, and slashed out brazenly.

  Slashing down with a sword, a crack was torn out of the rich dark power, and the inexhaustible brilliance of the sun sprinkled the entire dreamland.

  Two small red dots suddenly appeared in the center of Qin Mo's pupils, and then the red dots quickly expanded to fill his entire pupil!

   Chi Chi Chi Chi!

  The high-temperature rays surged out, appearing in front of the opponent in an instant, tearing him to pieces!

  Suddenly there was a shrill scream in the dream, and then all the darkness receded like a tide, and it was completely empty in an instant.

  Qin Mo was hanging alone in the air, with a cold face and calm eyes.

   This is his dream, and he is the well-deserved creator here.

  Since the other party still dared to come to Xingshi to inquire about his crimes, he didn't mind wiping out the other party's spiritual strength again.

  The two games ended in Qin Mo's victory.

  Afterwards, Qin Mo closed his eyes, and his mental body withdrew from the collapsed dream.

  In the dark bedroom of the old castle, lying on the bed, he quietly raised the corner of his mouth.

  …

  …

  The next morning, six o'clock in the morning.

  Qin Mo got up on time, his daily routine was the same as before, without any change.

After going downstairs to have breakfast with Li Mou and others, he walked out of the castle, jumped up to the top floor, found a well-lit angle, lay down on the rocking chair, and began to absorb today's solar energy .

   This continued until eleven o'clock in the morning. Before lunch, Li Mou suddenly called him to the study.

   There were only the two of them in the study. After entering, Li Mou handed him a document first, and said at the same time:

   "This is the general process of the grand ceremony two days later, you can take a look at it casually, so you can get a good idea."

   "Uh... grand ceremony? What grand ceremony?" Qin Mo was a little dazed.

  Hearing this, Li Mou raised his eyebrows, looked at him in surprise, and said with a strange face:

   "What kind of ceremony can it be? Have you forgotten that you will soon be canonized as the sixth prince in the history of the empire?"

   "Hiss... Brother, if you don't tell me, I really forgot." Qin Mo scratched the back of his head.

  Li Mou glanced at him angrily, and said: "Can you have some snacks, if you were an ordinary person, I'm afraid you'd be thinking about it day and night.

  The position of Duke, respected status, high position and weight, this is the real upper echelon of power in the empire, just a word can make thousands of people die..."

   "Got it, stop it, brother, you know, I'm not interested in these things." Qin Mo waved his hand casually.

   Seeing this, Li Mou gave him a hard look.

   "You have to eat snacks even if you don't have a cold. You must not be absent from this grand ceremony. You are the only one who canonized at the grand ceremony. If you don't go, then there is no need to hold this grand ceremony.

   At that time, His Majesty will personally receive you. Now is not the time to turn against the royal family, so you need to be patient. "

   "His Majesty personally received..."

  Qin Mo murmured softly, his eyes flickering slightly.

  He suddenly remembered that although he had seen that Emperor Qin many times on TV and in newspapers, he had never met him face-to-face seriously...he really hadn't.

  (end of this chapter)