Mythical Ming Dynasty: Become Invincible from the Sword Town of Fusang

In Chapter 10, the protagonist was portrayed as resolute and courageous, but I fell into the trap here. Then at the critical moment, he was awakened by a word from a beautiful woman whom I had only met once. I can only say that I regret to leave the show.

I'm a little speechless. As an envoy of the Ming Dynasty, the protagonist went to Fusang, a subsidiary country, to witness that he also recognized the succession to the throne. Then the Fusang people wanted to get rid of the control of the Ming Dynasty and tested him. Is he sick? What can an envoy find out? Are you tempted to kill him directly? Don't you consider Ming's revenge after the temptation? Just cut off your face and kill him?

The setting is unreasonable, and the little Karami who is the military attache of Jinyiwei is only one scene? In this river, and you can make things worse for Xiaori with just one scene. How dare it dare to resist? When Xiaori invaded Goryeo, it was told to leave with just one word from its father Ming. Xiaori did not dare to resist when it encountered a strong person. Its ambition only dared to show itself when you were weak.

You went on a mission to another country as a member of a hundred households and as the boss of a mission. As a result, you had eight martial arts skills, and you were the first one? What the hell?

Personally, I feel that to bear his name and bear his destiny, he should fulfill his cause and effect and fulfill his wishes.

The tone was so high at first, and then, he accepted the challenge from the small country of Zuo'er. He thought he was so high, but the result was so outrageous. Isn't it very impressive? A woman is needed to remind him, and he is poisoned to death.

It feels awkward to use the skin of Homer's epic stretched on the skeleton of a Japanese light novel but to make it look like a domineering martial arts. There is not enough power in the words to kill, and there is no killing intention. To say domineering is just to be fooled. It is better to switch to light novels and make the words more concise. After all, it will be very tiring to read a lot of flashy and mysterious words in the Internet.

It's ridiculous, you still dare to touch the people of the sovereign country, just like when Americans go to Japan and South Korea, their government dares to touch them? I was also drunk, otherwise I wouldn't have written about how awesome Ming Dynasty was in the early stage.

It feels like the author wanted to write about the feeling of being invincible and promoted all the way, but it's a pity that the writing style can't force the show. The whole text feels like selling the meat of a bull's head to a dog.

If you want to write about decisive killing, those women are a failure! Especially in Japan, it takes a woman's call to wake up! Another country where women's status is low openly helps people from other countries? Even if it's a different world! !

The writing is incomprehensible and smells like tomato

At first I thought I was going to do something big, but it turned out

Personally, I feel that as long as Chinese people are normal, they will feel awkward. I don't know who posted the comments saying it's good-looking. I just saw Chapter 5 and couldn't stand it anymore. The generation gap between us is probably as big as four islands in a book.

I really don't see any invincibility at all...

What does Patriarch Subhuti do? He keeps posting posts, trying to pretend to be popular?

If it's the way of swordsmanship and spears, you might be able to become a god, but the way of swordsmanship is just a crotch-stretching exercise.

Well written, keep up the good work, just write what you want, don't care about what others think

As the sun sets, the earth goes dark, the fires are lit, and the beer is poured, the Imperial Banquet is taking place. "I am Sigma! The founder of the empire! The slayer of the orcs! The emperor of mankind!" Sigma introduced himself while holding up his warhammer, and told all the guests how awesome he was. "Fellow prophets, who can tell me the future destiny of the human empire! Can it suppress all races and be glorious forever?" The muscular man asked arrogantly. The prophet of White Wolf Ulric came out first and said: "I see that the future of the empire will be filled with bald priests. They have scriptures in one hand and hammers in the other. They chant the name of Sigmar and brutally surround and suppress Ulric believers. After the civil war, the empire was destroyed." "Heresy! As a devout believer of Ulric, I will not allow such incitement!" Sigma was furious and smashed the White Wolf Prophet's head with a hammer. The Great Necromancer stood up again and said: "I saw countless warriors fighting with muskets and giant swords. Soldiers were cut down, priests were bewitched, and the empire was destroyed. Only the world of undead and bones will last forever." "Asshole! I will never accept such a dead future world!" Sigma smashed the bones of the Necromancer with another hammer. The rat prophet took a step forward, and the green crystal ball in his hand projected a picture of the bliss of the world: humans and rats coexist harmoniously, and the future will be prosperous; they provoke wars and sell military disasters, but criticize normal trade; they eat chicken and shoot each other in American style, but they are called They love life; their hands are full of blood, but they claim that they are the victims; they party together on the island, but claim to be human role models who take care of Luo Li... "This future seems pretty good. How can we realize it?" The big golden man asked humbly. "We lie, we cheat, we steal, and we have a course to teach these. With such continuous exploration and progress, the glory of the human empire will surely be realized." "What a wonderful future, I really want to see it with my own eyes." Sigma sighed happily. "Yes, when the empire is destroyed and the last emperor, Karl Franz, dies in battle, you can be resurrected in his body and experience it all for yourself."

I am Vlad von Carstein, Count of Sylvania, Elector of the Empire, but everyone likes to call me "the noseless" vampire. I love literature. Growing up in the desert country of Nehekhara, I aspire to become a cultural person who studies pyramids and mummies in the future. But I never expected The Pharaoh Queen was greedy for my handsome appearance and forcibly transformed me into an immortal vampire. Being immortal is certainly cool, but I missed my most beloved literary path. I practice martial arts intensively. Forced to become the queen's husband, I had to strengthen my body and extend my endurance. I spent a hundred years practicing martial arts and became one of the twelve most powerful vampires. But I never expected The seemingly powerful vampire country was besieged by the Tomb Kings. I fought bloody battles on the front line. The queen had already escaped early, the country was ruined and the family was destroyed. I was forced to wander around. I practice magic. While wandering, I obtained a Necronomicon and became a pseudo-believer of Nagash, Lord of the Undead. I was soon appreciated as the Commander of the Undead and was also given a Ring of Resurrection. Immortality, infinite resurrection, and reaching the pinnacle of life are just around the corner. But I never expected When the unlucky Master Na was about to ascend to the throne of death, the black pyramid was accidentally blown up by the Rat Man. Nagash failed to ascend to the gods, and the undead believers also turned into ashes. I began to pursue power. I, the false believer, survived. Suddenly I realized: I have to rely on everyone to run, but I am the most reliable. So I transformed into a prince from a neighboring country, married Isabella, the daughter of Count Sylvania, adopted and transformed a group of little vampires into sons, and became the most powerful elector in the empire. Then the battle for the throne started. I want to be the emperor and control my own destiny! But I never expected During the crucial battle to invade the imperial capital, my resurrection ring would be stolen! So she was attacked by the high priest and fell to death on a wooden pile under the city wall. The vampire army was defeated, Isabella died in love, but her son Manfred was complacent with the resurrection ring. I began to yearn for justice. The ruthless backstabbing made me look back on my thousand years of life and found that I am both civil and military, proficient in magic, powerful, and in love, but I still inevitably end up in a miserable ending. The reason is that I always hang out with a group of villains. So after I beat up the unfilial son and took back the resurrection ring, I decided to change my life - to become a partner of justice! So, I led the army north to fight against Chaos in the Final Battle, rescued the last emperor Karl Franz, killed the leader of the Blood Dragon Knights who took refuge in the devil, and killed the plague doctor who murdered King Raun. Being so righteous, I am already a pillar of the right path. But I never expected The evil god Nurgle resurrected my beloved Isabella to deal with me. I didn't want to hurt her, but I took off my infinite resurrection ring during the battle, put it on Isabella's hand, and then jumped off the city wall with her in my arms. After giving up eternal life, I was nailed to the wooden stake under the city wall again, while Isabella was resurrected by the blood ring and got rid of Nurgle's influence. But the world also ushered in final destruction... When I jumped to the justice camp, the villain actually won? ! I suddenly realized: There are many forked roads in life, and it has nothing to do with good or evil; everything is a trap, and no one can control it at all. But a bard from Cathay said that he could help me change my destiny against the will of heaven. Should I believe him? Or is it another big pit?

You kid, hurry up and don't be ignorant.

The author's writing is very good, and it is definitely worth reading and subscribing. Recommend a book to kill decisively, sharply and happily, "Old man picks up rags in time and lives by making bad movies"

At first I thought it was a cool novel that cut through all the dissatisfactions with a knife, but until I got to Chapter 230, there were some weird and unsolvable Riddlers, but I couldn't put them aside.

The author's martial arts group portraits are very good, and they have a bit of the style of Lu Xiaofeng back then. The only difference is that the author did not describe the appearance. Then the plot is a little bit toxic. What a pity

Author, where did you go in Chapter 224? {"TopicId":"1043189213623549952","TopicName":"Su Chan"}🙂🙂