Chapter 109 Killing 5

At this point, Zhao Xin naturally would not let go of the assassin easily, so he strode forward to chase him, trying to kill the assassin under the sword. The commander of Zhao Jun, who was highly skilled in martial arts, and the warriors of the Yan and Qin Kingdoms also flocked to take the head of the assassin and ask the Lord for credit.

The assassin was extremely clever. Seeing a large number of masters rushing up, he knew that if he was entangled, he would definitely die, so he turned his head and rushed to Zhao Jun.

These Zhao Jun are all ordinary soldiers. There is no formation in the chaos. Fighting alone can't be the opponent of the assassin. Suddenly, the killed person turned upside down and screams kept ringing. The commander was the first to react and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to retreat and let the Yanqin warriors go in.

This move really worked. Zhao Bing retreated like a tide. The assassin knew that it was not good, so he wanted to escape in the chaos, but it was too late. The warriors of Qin and Yan, who came to the spring, surrounded him, but they rushed left and right, but they couldn't get out, but they were tightly entangled.

The gloomy girl beside him walked forward surrounded by a crowd and ordered in a low voice, "Leave it alive."

You should know whether this assassin came from his Yan people, or his personal bodyguard, and assassinated Jing Yangjun, who was extremely ** in the State of Qin. Fortunately, I didn't win, otherwise the suspicion of the State of Yan could not be washed away even if he jumped into the Yellow River. Therefore, Ji Zhi had to grab the mouth alive in order to torture who the culprit was and why he wanted to frame the State of Yan.

Ji Zhi's words had just fallen, but he saw that the assassin who was surrounded by the crowd suddenly shook his body and fell to the ground with his sword and foamed. At this time, there were already people who were skilled in this way shouting loudly, "No, he swallowed poison and committed suicide."

A leader-like bodyguard of the State of Yan quickly came forward and squatted down, picked up the body of the assassin who was still in **, pressed his throat tightly to make him spit it out, and tossed for a long time, but it still didn't work. He had to helplessly put down the assassin's gradually stiff body and looked at Ji Zhidao with an apologetic face. "Wang, this is a highly poisonous medicine that sees blood in the throat. This assassin obviously came to assassinate with the will of death, so he put the poison in his mouth. There is nothing we can do about it.

At this time, a samurai of the State of Yan shouted sadly, "How could Lao San's martial arts suddenly become so high? It's not like him at all." Dozens of warriors of the State of Yan looked at the body of the man on the ground. Most of them looked a little sad, but more confused and confused.

Obviously, the "Lao San" in their mouths is the body of the assassin who fell to the ground. They get along with each other day and night. Naturally, they are extremely familiar with it, but they didn't expect that this "Lao San" would be an assassin and his skills.

Ji Zhi looked at the assassin's body on the ground and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a cold hum behind him. Jing Yangjun came up with the warriors of the State of Qin with a gloomy face. He looked at Ji's eyes full of anger and said viciously, "It's not just right to die. Now there is no proof of death. The King of Yan, you have to push the responsibility clean."

Ji Zhi said with a wry smile, "Jing Yangjun doesn't think it was my instruction, will he?"

"Isn't it?" Jing Yangjun sneered and said with a sneer, "He is your personal bodyguard and sends gifts under your order. Is there such a coincidence in the world? If you say it, will you believe it?"

Ji Zhi was suddenly speechless. Although she was full of injustice, she didn't know how to defend it. Now there is no proof that there is no evidence. If the State of Qin insists on clapping the shit basin on the head of the State of Yan, he will have no choice. Naturally, the most worried thing in my heart is that the relationship between the Yan and Qin alliance is affected. If the powerful ally of the State of Qin is lost, the situation of the State of Yan will certainly be even more unbearable. It can only be completely devoted to the State of Zhao to compete with the strong Qi that is close at hand.

After meditating for a long time, Ji Zhuo had to say with a wry smile on his face; "I know that what I say is useless now, but Jing Yangjun, please think about it. Is there any good for us to assassinate you in the State of Yan? Even if I want to assassinate you, I won't be stupid enough to use my bodyguard to assassinate the territory of the State of Zhao.

Jing Yangjun hummed coldly again and said obediently, "How do I know what you think? I only believe the facts that my eyes see. When I return to China, I must tell my mother and brother Wang one by one. I think they will get justice for me.

Ji Zhi's face is very ugly. If Jing Yangjun reported it truthfully after returning to China, he would have no worries, because according to the shrewdness of the Empress Dowager Mi, it is not difficult to see that this matter is fraudulent. However, according to Jing Yangjun's nature, it will be exaggerated, so it is difficult for the Empress Dowager to believe it.

When Ji was at a loss, the commander of Zhao suddenly bowed to him and said, "King of Yan, I don't think this man is your bodyguard."

Ji was stunned. Although she didn't believe it in her heart, she still asked with a glimmer of hope: "What do you mean?"

"I have traveled around the world before serving in the army. I have a lot of understanding of some folk schools. I know that there is a group of people who are proficient in the way of change. Once they change their appearance, both body shape and words are beautiful, and even the closest wife may not be able to distinguish them. Thinking of this, your bodyguard may have been faked.

As soon as this word came out, even Zhao Xin looked at the extraordinary leader of Zhao Jun with great interest. He didn't expect that such a talent would be hidden in such a place. Not only is his martial arts not weak, but his knowledge is so extensive.

Zhao Xin couldn't help looking at the leader carefully when he thought of this. He was about thirty years old, his face was slightly dark, and his appearance was extremely ordinary, but his eyebrows were quite frosty. The only thing that is more outstanding is that his eyes are clear, and he looks calm.

A Yanren beside him has exclaimed; "It must be so. What's going on? Lao San has been unusual these days, and he doesn't say much. He just goes back to his room to sleep every day."

When Ji Zhi heard the words, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes and hurriedly asked, "Really?"

The leader nodded truthfully and said, "It's true, but there is such a thing."

Jing Yangjun sneered and said, "What you play is true. Do you think I am a three-year-old child? I will believe such nonsense."

The leader saw that Jing Yangjun didn't believe it and didn't think he was angry. He just smiled and squatted in front of the assassin's body. He looked at the assassin's face carefully and suddenly reached out to the man's cheek.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, a stunning scene appeared. He actually tore off a face from the assassin's face, but under the face was a completely strange face.

The leader shook the skin in his hand and looked at Jingyang Jun. "Your Majesty, transfigation is a secret skill handed down in ancient times. It is said that the master can tear off the skin by killing the other party, and then disguise it as the appearance of that person. Originally, I also thought these were nonsense of the mountain village man, but I didn't expect that I happened to encounter this matter today. It's really rare.

Jing Yangjun looked at the skin and believed it in his heart, but he still looked disdainful and hummed his head.

The commander smiled and didn't say much. He looked at Ji's position and looked inquiring.

Ji Zhi has been looking at the unexpected behavior of Commander Zhao Jun with surprise, and his eyes were astonished and appreciated. Seeing that he turned his head and looked at himself, he smiled and came to Jingyangjun again. He bowed and said, "Anyway, our Yan Kingdom is guilty of misreformity. Let the assassin sneak into the mission, and the tired Jingyangjun was almost killed by him. I am here to represent the State of Yan and apologize to Jing Yangjun.

After saying that, he had to bow and salute. Jing Yangjun was finally moved by the sincerity of the King of Yan and quickly reached out to help him and said, "The way of assassins can't be prevented, let alone such a smart assassin. It's not your fault. King Yan doesn't have to blame himself. What I just said in a hurry is a little heavy. Don't take it to heart, King Yan.

Ji Zhi smiled and said, "You are too worried. The State of Yan and the State of Qin are the country of their nephews. They are originally a family. How can there be any gap?"

Jing Yangjun also took the opportunity to laugh and exposed the unhappiness just now. The two made an appointment to drink and talk happily. Zhao Xin hurried to think about the father with the assassin's body, and specially told the commander to be on high alert before leaving.

It was not until the moon set and the stars sank that Ji Zhi came out drunk with the help of the bodyguard. Jingyang Junqiang, who was also drunk behind him, came out to see him off. He grabbed Ji's job and kept saying that Ji's job must go to Xianyang and have a good drink. Ji's job was full of promise. Jingyangjun was willing to let go and was scared and walked into the tent.

Looking at Jing Yangjun's back going away, the smile on Ji Zhi's face, who had just been drunk, slowly faded, and his face was not a little drunk. He said harshly to the bodyguard who was supporting him, "Huo Jia, let people immediately thoroughly investigate this matter. It is extremely important to find out who sent the assassin and wants to frame us in our Yan State. I can't take this dumb loss."

"No." The middle-aged man, whom he called Huo Jia, answered respectfully and immediately thought of something. He quickly took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to him and said, "Wang Shang, it has been found out that the leader of the Zhao army is Le Yi, and he is Zhao Junquhou."

A trace of strange color flashed in Ji Zhi's eyes. He bowed his head and said to himself, "I'm over thirty years old, but I'm still a Quhou. It doesn't seem to be very useful."

"Le Yi, Le Yi, don't let me down."