Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 187 Parting moment?The team is about to disband

"Thank you, young master. After recovering my memory, I will definitely return as soon as possible, and let young master fool you ten or eight times."

Jian Nu gave an unprecedented smile.

This kid usually has a gloomy face and has never smiled at anyone.

When he smiled at this moment, he turned out to be so sunny and handsome, with a bit of a royal air.

"What about you?"

Ying Zige sighed again and again, then his eyes fell on Zhao Gao's face.

"I?"

Zhao Gao was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help taking a deep breath, his whole body became ill on the spot.

What do you mean this is?
Your two followers want to show you your son, are you going to treat me as a follower?
Lao Tzu is the famous Gospel of CRRC, how could he be your follower?

daddy...

"After I help you restore your appearance, will you take revenge?" Ying Zige smiled wickedly, his eyes were full of cunning.

Some things must be clarified face to face.

After all, there are many top masters here, as well as Meng Tian, ​​the so-called Great Qin God of War.

With them as witnesses, even if Zhao Gao is self-reliant, he would never dare to do anything to himself.

Of course Ying Zige would not be afraid of Zhao Gao, after all, with the sword master inheritance he currently possesses, it is extremely easy to deal with Zhao Gao.

The issue is……

This young master only likes to lie down, and he doesn't want to be involved in the fighting in Xianyang Palace.

Therefore, it is better to avoid it as much as possible.

"Young master, are you willing to help me restore my appearance?"

"After you help me restore my appearance, I, Zhao Gao, will definitely feel grateful. How can I retaliate if I praise my son's name every day?"

Zhao Gao was taken aback for a moment, and was immediately so excited that he almost jumped up on the spot.

He had thought he would never regain his looks.

Didn't expect this kid to suddenly realize his conscience and want to help him restore his appearance?

"Okay, it's a deal."

"It's a word."

The two looked at each other and smiled, everything before seemed to have been reversed, and now they looked like two old friends.

Then Ying Zige stepped forward, rubbing the other's face and rubbing it for a while.

"The CRRC government order? It's you?"

Suddenly Meng Tian was taken aback, his eyes widened, he was extremely surprised.

Unexpectedly, the so-called old Zhao, the coachman, turned out to be Zhao Gao, the powerful magistrate of CRRC Mansion?
How could he willingly become the entourage of the Thirteenth Prince?
What exactly is going on?

The surrounding Great Wall guards were instantly stupefied, and each of them rubbed their eyes fiercely, finally confirming that they had read correctly.

"This! It can be clearly seen that, except for the thirteenth son, these people are all top swordsmen. But I never thought that the ugliest one of them is the CRRC Fuling!"

"Why does the order of the CRRC government willingly follow the thirteenth son?"

"I always thought that the so-called old Zhao must be an ugly swordsman in the legend. Didn't expect it to be Mr. Zhao Gaozhao with a handsome face?"

"It's really embarrassing for Mr. Zhao. He is so talented that he was treated as a coachman. These three young masters are really messing around."

"We should have thought a long time ago that the thirteenth son is not old or young. He must be begging His Majesty to let Mr. Zhao be his follower."

"The matter of rescuing Young Master Fu Su, he really didn't do it himself. Master Zhao must be leading the team to complete this matter."

"But why bring a waste?"

"It must be His Majesty who wants to gild him."

……

In an instant, everyone suddenly realized what had happened.

They always thought that it was Ying Zige who rescued the young master Fusu himself.

But now, with the appearance of Zhao Gao's face, the case was solved immediately.

Zhao Gao is the famous master of the net, with great power and astonishing strength.

So far, there is still a question among the prophets in the world, that is, how terrifying is Zhao Gao's strength?
However, until now no one has been able to discover the extent of his strength.

So it can be said to be unfathomable!

Only such an unfathomable master can do such an earth-shattering thing and be able to rescue the young master Fusu.

As for Ying Zige...

It's still trash after all.

"Oh."

"Oh."

"Oh."

……

In an instant, there was a sound of sudden realization.

All the guards of the border city present immediately decided that the thirteenth son was still a waste.

"Oh." Meng Tian couldn't help but nodded, showing an expression of sudden realization.

That's it!

The thirteenth son is the leader of the team on the surface, but in fact he is a so-called... vase?
That's right, the word "vase" is quite appropriate, it can only be installed and viewed, other than that, there is nothing else.

He must have been lying in the carriage all the time, came to the land of the Huns in a daze along the way, and was taken out of the land of the Huns in a daze...

From beginning to end, there was no effort at all.

"Master Zhao, you have worked hard all the way. The matter of resisting foreign enemies will eventually trouble you."

Meng Tian gave a wry smile, and hurriedly said in a low voice.

"This..." Zhao Gao smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up for a while, and he nodded slightly, "General Meng Tian, ​​don't be so polite, we are officials in the same court, your problem is my problem. What's more , the little Xiongnu army is not enough for us to put it in our eyes."

"Master Zhao is right. Why don't we go to the city and look from a distance, and discuss the strategy of retreating the enemy together?"

Meng Tian hastily stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

"it is good."

Zhao Gao nodded his head lightly, his handsome face had regained its former majesty.

Although he was still wearing the clothes of a coachman, the shabby clothes couldn't conceal his heroic spirit.

I saw him with his hands behind his back, surrounded by Meng Tian and others, climbing up the city wall step by step.

Only Ying Zige was left in a mess in the wind.

Ying Zige:? ? ?

Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on?
I've been brewing for so long, and finally it's my turn to pretend.

Didn't expect to be robbed of the limelight?

【Zhao Gao, you kid has no conscience.If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have helped you restore your appearance. 】

[Who said you want to be someone's follower?As a result, as soon as he recovered his appearance, he immediately left him aside. 】

[And Meng Tian, ​​and you border guards?What kind of look is this?You still respected me so much just now, why suddenly...]

One hundred dense and one sparse.

Even if he is extremely smart, he can't figure out what the reason is at this moment.

"This……"

Seeing this scene in front of him, Wei Zhuang was stunned.

How did this kid's IQ go up and down?
In the royal court of the Xiongnu, mastering the situation, everything was under his control, so that he rescued his son Fusu without losing any master.

But now, why couldn't it be seen that the reason why Zhao Gao showed his loyalty to him was all because of his appearance?

But now, he was overjoyed to help the other party restore his original appearance, Zhao Gao, of course, would not ignore him again.

"It's still a young man after all."

Gai Nie sighed, and a smile appeared on that Gujing's calm face.

"Brother, how about we go and see together?"

The young master Fusu smiled slightly, and at the moment he said it in a gentle and elegant manner, but he was gloating in his heart for a while.

In this life, his greatest pleasure is to see Ying Zige eat it all.

Just seeing his bewildered face gave me a burst of joy in my heart.

"What are you looking at? What's there to see?"

"I'll go back to sleep. Tell Meng Tian that if you want to invite me out of the camp, you have to carry at least eight palanquins."

Ying Zige let out a cold snort, and with a blank stare, he looked directly at the sky of struggle, and angrily, he walked towards the direction of the camp.

(End of this chapter)