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Fifteen, stripped of strength(2/2)

An invisible force was pulled out fiercely, and the priest was so painful that he twisted and screamed.

Su Rui was determined to look at Zhu Qinghong without any concealing her admiration and obsession in her eyes. The commander in front of the imperial court frowned and rushed forward.

With a snatch of Xuxu in his right hand, Zhu Qinghong gently waved the red knife. The commander in front of the imperial guards who were still rushing toward had no idea and his body was split in half.

Everyone was shocked and dared not move again.

The body of the commander in front of the imperial court fell to the ground, his eyes were still moving. What happened?

The priest gradually lost his voice and looked haggard.

Until all his strength was pulled out, his head drooped, looking like he was dead.

[Strength stripping is successful. Storage is successful.]

Zhu Qinghong threw away the priest and raised his left hand and appeared a ball.

A cloud of fog surging in the ball, surging like waves. At the same time, the invisible protective shield above Lingxi Kingdom disappeared.

Zhu Qinghong turned to look at Su Rui: "He is not dead yet, you can torture him slowly. Now he is a useless person."

Su Rui couldn't listen to the obsessive thing. She looked at Zhu Qinghong without blinking, so powerful and beautiful.

"Ono, treat her." Zhu Qinghong pointed to a soldier casually, "Call the officials who can speak. As soon as possible."

The soldier was stunned and then turned to the city tower.

Ono stretched out a mechanical arm and pulled out the arrow from Su Rui's heart.

She felt pain and held back.

Zhu Qinghong threw the ball around and walked towards everyone. The soldiers were frightened and gave way.

Su Rui immediately followed.

Ono gave her a potion, and the wound was recovering from the naked eye. However, the poison was not easy to resolve.

Zhu Qinghong walked all the way to the Imperial Study room, but no one dared to stop him. When he arrived at the Imperial Study room, she ordered the palace maid: "Change the princess."

After many experiences, Su Rui's dress was covered with blood, and her hair was disheveled without any image. She bowed to the palace maid and went to take a shower and change her clothes first.

Sitting down behind the desk, Zhu Qinghong looked at the things in the ball: "The fog that fuses with the human body? Can the source be traced?"

【Based on analysis, it is homologous to the minerals in the demon body. The amount of information is insufficient, and the reason for the formation cannot be inferred.】

Nodding, she asked again: "The granting function has been activated. It can give the power of stripping to others. Can't I use it?"

[Master, data shows that this power does not match your genes, and the probability of repulsion is very high. If forced fusion, it is likely to contaminate your genes.Master, once your genes are not polluted, your ability to control the mecha will be reduced.]

"It can pollute my genes. Something." Zhu Qinghong flipped his hand and put the ball into the space, "Give it to Su Rui."

[Princess Xianrui's physical condition is not enough to withstand the fusion of strength. Unless she undergoes genetic modification.]

Embedded mechas do not have that high requirements for genes, and they can just make people have both the mechas and this power.

Zhu Qinghong curled up his red lips, which was good news.
Chapter completed!
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