About After I Became a Soul Killer

Chapter 440 The King's Ship

Junfang felt a shock behind his back, and an instant severe pain swept his whole body.

Junfang knelt down on the ground in pain.

It was an excruciating pain.

Every nerve in him ached.

He could feel that thing, that monster, eating his heart!
Are you going to die? !
Junfang was on the verge of losing consciousness.

Majesty, I am incompetent, even though I sacrificed General Long and three thousand soldiers, I was unable to bring back the divine stone to refine the elixir for you.

Now, I have to explain here.

Now, I can also go to see General Long and the others.

Junfang suddenly shouted loudly to the sky: "If you want to kill, you have to cut it! I am from Daqin! I am not afraid of death!"

Junfang has reached its limit.

He passed out completely.

But is he really dead?

I don't know the past and how long it will take.

He opened his eyes again.

"Where am I? Underworld?" Jun Fang looked around feebly.

The surrounding buildings are not Daqin buildings. Although I feel that the architectural layout is barely tall, it is far from my Daqin.

At this time, an astonishing scene appeared.

A man in rattan armor led a dozen men dressed similarly to him into the hall.

At this time, Jun Fang's head was still dizzy.

He didn't know what happened.

But the man at the head seemed to be the leader of the group.

As soon as he saw the king's house, he immediately knelt down and practiced the ritual of kneeling.

Junfang was completely confused, what's going on? !Am I not dead? !
What about monsters? !What is going on now?Who are these guys?Why do you bow down to me? !
A series of questions appeared in an instant, but none of the questions Jun Fang could find the answer to.

But Jun Fang is an extremely smart person. After all, those who can become alchemists and be brought into the palace by the King of Qin are people who are smart and know how to judge the situation.

Junfang thought that since they saluted me, I would accept it.

Anyway, they are all dying people, barely recovering a life, and then it depends on how these aboriginals plan to treat themselves.

Jun Fang was a little worried. Generally, the natives of the tribe, especially the leader with the core backbone, kneel down and worship a certain person, and most of them want to kill this person to sacrifice to heaven.

However, the gears of fate turned again.

Everything has been rewritten.

Everything has changed too.

The Sky Tower swayed, and the Purification Tower rattled.

The clouds seem to be falling, and the sun is setting.

In the case of a language barrier, Junfang and the people of this tribe worked together and got along with each other.

People here regard him as a god.

Until one day, Junfang wanted to take a bath and change clothes, and people instantly understood what he meant, and immediately boiled hot water for him.

The moment Jun Fang took off his clothes completely.

His life changed.

The lines of communication in the world have also changed.

He looked at his chest in horror.

This... This turned out to be that monster!

The monster was still the size of a palm, and Jun Fang could feel it devouring his heart.

In other words, the fact that he can survive now is all because of this monster acting as his heart.

Because of the fusion, Junfang quickly felt that the monster was extremely weak now.

It seemed to be struggling before dying, maybe it wanted to give it a try, so it chose to parasitize itself.

After all, there were no living people on the battlefield at that time.

Junfang understood everything thoroughly, and the group of natives regarded themselves, the only one who survived, as the hero who defeated the monster.

He smiled wryly, "They only know me, they don't know about General Long and those three thousand soldiers."

Merging with the monster in time, Jun Fang Huan Shou plans to return to Daqin.

After all, I came to this small island under the order of the king.

As it is now, even though General Long is dead, he has completed half of the task.

He was also ready to go back and plan his own heart.

Because no matter what, the monster was not only stained with his own blood, but also with the blood of General Longju and those three thousand soldiers.

Although the natives on the small island pleaded hard, hoping that he could lead everyone, Jun Fang belonged to King Qin after all, and the loyalty and filial piety in his bones could not be changed.

The natives had no choice but to obey his will and repair the ship for him.

However, it was the night when Junfang was preparing to leave for Daqin three days later.

On the second day, a fisherman from the tribe who was fishing on the coast suddenly ran over, and he hurriedly reported to the leader and the king's house.

He saw dozens of huge ships approaching the coastline.

Junfang rushed to the seashore. He looked at the boat and wept excitedly.

Because there is a word "Qin" on the flags hanging above the dozens of large ships.

It's the king who sent someone!
It's the king who sent someone!

It's the Qin people who are here!
Junfang burst into tears with excitement, and the natives were also reluctant to part when they saw this.

They thought that Junfang would go back with the boat today.

however.

Things didn't develop as Junfang expected.

The ship stopped a hundred meters from the coast.

Jun Fang was very curious, he looked up and saw that the ten ships were mainly the main ship

The standing coach is none other than Qin Dynasty General Wang Jian.

Junfang wondered why they didn't come to the shore. He stood on the shore and waved to Wang Jian and his son vigorously.

However, Wang Jian did not see him.

He also failed to wait for King Qin's reinforcements.

I saw the coach Wang Jian wave his hand.

In an instant, tens of thousands of arrows shot towards the coast.

The natives suffered heavy casualties almost instantly.

Junfang was completely stunned.

He looked at the arrows that kept coming.

Wang, did you send someone to kill him?
Seeing Junfang stunned by the port, the leader of the aborigines hurried over to grab his hand and lead him to the tribe.

However, at this moment, Wang Jian noticed the two people running towards the interior of the island.

As the commander in chief, he holds the carved bow bestowed by the king.

He, Wang Jian, drew his bow and shot an arrow, aiming at the two men who were fleeing.

An arrow shot out in an instant.

The aboriginal leader suddenly turned around and pressed the king's house under him at the critical moment.

And he was hit in the chest by that arrow.

They escaped the monster, but not the heart.

The native leader, who knew he was about to die, spoke to Jun Fang with the weak strength of Qin Yu that he had learned during this period.

"Your king, it must have been too long since you didn't go back. Your general Long must have taken the treasure for himself."

"Then stand up here and become the king here. Your king must think that General Long has discovered a way to not die, so he didn't return!"

"Your king has sent someone to kill you!"

The aborigine leader exhausted his last strength and handed a rough jade pendant in his arms to Junfang, telling him that it was the symbol of the leader, and no matter what, he ran back and took his tribe to hide and live.

When the Qin army withdraws, I hope he can lead his tribe to live again!
At this moment of fierce battle, the leader died after protecting and confessing his deathbed.

Looking at the corpse in his arms, Junfang was completely dumbfounded.

Wang, don't you trust General Long?
Or does the king not trust himself?

Obviously, I will go back tomorrow, why, why is the army suppressing the border today? !
(End of this chapter)