Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 172 Not one of us?Who is he then?
[Shenzhen does not deceive me, preemptively strikes people, makes them confused and loses their minds, and then they can do whatever they want. 】

[Strategy 36, in Sun Tzu's Art of War, without this strategy, I would never learn it. 】

Ying Zige couldn't help sighing in his heart.

The anti-island drama is not for nothing.

Some strategies that seem useless on the surface, haven't they been confirmed by themselves?

In the next second, several people swaggered in, and entered the prison in full view.

The Hun King cried on the spot.

Are the IQs of these guards of the royal court so low?
and also!

In the royal court, who doesn't know me, King Hun?
Just let them see my face, and they'll see right away.

Thinking of this, he raised his head without missing a trace, and kept looking around at the guards of the royal court next to him.

The guards of the royal court suddenly felt two fiery eyes falling on their faces, and subconsciously looked at them.

suddenly!

There was a look of pity on every face.

King of the Huns:? ? ?

At this moment, he was directly stunned to the extreme.

Why do they look at me like this?
No, they should know me, they can tell at a glance that I am the kidnapped Hun King.

How come...

Before he could think about it, Ying Zige's big hand had already slapped him hard on the back of the head, sending him into Wang Ting prison.

……

now.

In the prison of Wang Ting.

Outside the small window, dim moonlight slowly poured in.

Young master Fusu put his hands behind his back, looking at the faint moonlight outside the window, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slowly.

"The afterglow of the cold moon shines on my heart. What a wonderful artistic conception. I am suffering here today, and I will be able to return to Xianyang soon. At that time, I will definitely be favored by my father."

"Mr. Su Tong, success or failure depends on this game. You and I will definitely be able to win the world together."

He slowly stretched out his palm, letting the afterglow of the cold moon fall on his palm.

as if!

Wherever the moonlight shines, it will eventually become the territory in his palm.

"Brother Thirteen, you have thought hard to save me. I want to thank you..."

Although he was in the prison, he already felt the tense atmosphere outside.

After a lot of thinking, he finally figured out that the so-called BT swordsman and ugly swordsman must have been sent by Ying Zige.

And now!
The entire court of the Huns was already under martial law, not to mention Ying Zige, even a fly could hardly fly out.

Ying Zige would definitely die here, and what finally appeared in front of him would definitely not be a living one, maybe it would be a remnant soul.

"No need to thank you. Brother, this is what a younger brother should do."

At this moment, a slow voice suddenly sounded outside the prison.

No matter how it sounds, it sounds like Ying Zige.

Young Master Fusu frowned, then shook his head slowly, with a wry smile on his face.

Thirteen, that kid, actually made himself hallucinate.

Even if that kid has the ability to reach the sky, there is absolutely no way he will appear here.

Not long ago, Su Tong had vowed that there were hundreds of top experts in the royal court guards just outside the prison.

In addition, more than a dozen top swordsmen from the Great Qin Jianghu also guarded the door.

Even if Ying Zige wanted to break through here, it would inevitably lead to a fight.

not to mention.

How could the top expert who was ambushed by Su Tong watch him enter this prison?

Young master Fusu smiled slightly, very calm at this moment.

next second.

"Brother, you were beaten stupid, right?"

"Don't worry, after I bring you back, I will definitely treat you well and make you back to normal."

At that moment, Ying Zige's voice sounded again.

Young Master Fusu:! ! !
He suddenly widened his eyes, looked out of the prison with incredulous eyes, then took a deep breath and didn't let it out for a long time.

I see!

Ying Zige stood outside the prison with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face.

Beside him, five masters followed.

There is also a tall and imposing person, but his appearance is a bit...

"Thirteen!"

Young master Fusu yelled, as if he had seen a ghost, his voice even broke.

How can this be?

How could the old thirteen appear here like a ghost?
Aren't there heavy guards outside?

Aren't there many top experts that Su Tong ambushed outside?

Why didn't there be any movement, and this kid came by himself?

And he wasn't the only one who came in, he brought in a total of six people.

What is the principle?
The young master Fusu seemed to have seen a ghost, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Brother, it's time to go home. I'll take you home."

Ying Zige smiled slightly, that smile looked very gentle.

There was a burst of gnashing of teeth in my heart.

[I really want to send you back to your hometown with a sword.You bastard, you actually crawled outside here, colluded with outsiders, and dealt with Daqin. 】

[Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?What a little rascal. 】

[However, the King of the Huns does not seem to know that you are going to collude with the Huns.In other words, the person you colluded with is likely to be someone else. 】

[It doesn't matter who it is.The important thing is, you are going back with Lao Tzu right now, how can you still collude with me? 】

Although there was a burst of crazy complaints in my heart, there was a very happy smile on my face.

"This...Thank you Thirteenth Brother. Thirteenth Brother actually brought so many experts to rescue me. I can't thank you enough."

Young Master Fusu's face changed, and his eyes were filled with gratitude.

My heart was already extremely chaotic.

"Old Zhao, unlock the door and bring Big Brother out."

"Yes!"

Zhao Gao came to his senses, stretched out his hand and broke the chain directly.

He was also in a trance for a while.

When he joined the team to rescue him, he was ready to go through bloody battles...

results.

Rescued so easily?
The thirteenth son is indeed a top evildoer!
It doesn't matter if you are not convinced.

"Old Zhao?"

Young Master Fusu was stunned for a moment, but no matter what, he couldn't figure out who this old Zhao was.

"Thirteen, let's leave now. Otherwise..."

Young Master Fusu hurried out of the prison and said anxiously.

For his acting skills, if he doesn't get a statuette, he will be sorry for his good intentions.

"Don't worry. Seven people came in, but eight left. It will show up soon."

"You boy let me in!"

As soon as he said that, he lifted his foot and kicked the Hun King in.

Caught off guard, a surge of internal force instantly spread throughout King Xiongnu's body, directly making him faint, and a big bear crawled towards the straw in the prison.

"This...isn't it good? For me, but let a brother stay here, I can't bear it."

Young master Fusu let out a long sigh, his eyes were full of unbearable color.

"Don't worry, he's not one of us."

At this moment, Ying Zige smiled lightly.

"Then who is he?"

Young Master Fusu couldn't help being taken aback.

"King of the Huns." Ying Zige raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and uttered three words lightly.

(End of this chapter)