"Well." I dreamed of some sad things from my sleep, and Jing Ke also woke up from my sadness.

"Yeah." Suddenly, Jing Ke was shocked. Thinking of what happened before he was unconscious, he jumped up from the ground. "I'm dizzy, where is this?"

Suddenly, the thorns in his hand swept away directly around. "Touch, touch." Seeing Jing Ke who suddenly woke up, the people in Class 26 were also a little nervous. Zheng Hong, who was chatting with Leng Bing and Li Hong, was getting ready.

Li Hong and Leng Bing also picked up their weapons and looked at Jing Ke with a look of defense. "Lu Buwei." While guarding, Jing Ke also stared around and recognized the people around him. "Zhao Zheng, and those guards."

Looking at Lu Buwei and Zhao Zheng sitting next to a big stone, Jing Ke thought to himself, "My assassination failed."

At this time, Lu Buwei was still sitting there, looking at Jing Ke without any panic in his eyes, and looked at Jing Ke calmly and said, "Little brother, you are awake."

Zhao Zheng, who was sitting next to Lu Buwei, also stretched out a fist and shook it in front of him. Looking at Jing Ke who was guarding, he snorted coldly, "Hmph, do you still want to hit him?"

"Hmph." At this time, Jing Ke also snorted coldly, looking at the prince leaning on a bamboo tree next to him and said, "If it weren't for him, I wouldn't know who you and me will win or lose."

As he said that, with a wave of the whip in his hand, he thought of Zhao Zheng directly attacking him. Zhao Zheng also snorted coldly again, making a knife-shaped hand with one hand, and getting up was also in contact with the thorns in Jing Jie's hands.

"Thorn Whip." "Win the Qin Wujue, the wind turns its wings." With one blow, both sides took a step back and looked at each other. One person clenched his fists and the other controlled the thorns, and he wanted to fight again.

"Bang bang, bang." At this moment, a strong wind suddenly roared, and several flying knives suddenly flew from the side and directly stuck to the ground between the two.

"This person." Feeling the dangerous aura that had just come from the flying knife, Jing Ke couldn't help but turn back to look at the king and the prince. Zhao Zheng, who was clenching his fists, let go of his fists when he saw the king and the prince intervening and stopped.

"Boy, calm down and listen to Lord Lu's words carefully, and you, Zhao Zheng." The prince was holding a short knife in his hand.

With a random swing, the flying knife turned around in the air, and then when it fell, it was pinched by the two fingers of the king and the prince again.

His eyes casually swept over Jing Ke and Zhao Zheng, and the prince also said, "If you are fighting, then I will be your opponent."

The next moment, a spiritual power rushed straight to Jing Ke. "The power of spiritual power." In an instant, Jing Ke felt that the seemingly weak and kind person in front of him was like a prehistoric beast.

"Yes." A dense bead of sweat emerged from his forehead, and Jing Ke also nodded subconsciously.

"Okay, Wanghou, stop." Seeing Wanghou giving him face like this, Lu Buwei was also a little happy and said casually. "Little brother, have you listened to me?"

"Okay." The king and prince put away their pressure, and Jing Ke felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. When he heard Lu Buwei's words, he nodded and said, "You said." Under the intimidation of the king and prince, Jing Ke's tone towards Lu Buwei became respectful.

When the king saw that Jing Ke had calmed down, he also returned to Li Hong and Leng Bing's side, smiled at the two girls, leaned against a bamboo, and watched the next development.

He reviewed the plot from Li Hong and Leng Bing again, and Wanghou knew that there would be no more battle next. Even if there was a situation, Zheng Hong and the others rushed over and were not afraid.

Seeing the princes pretending to Jing Ke before and having a good relationship with Lu Buwei (so what everyone thinks), Li Jun and the others are also jealous, but they don’t have the ability to be so strong that they can only envy them.

On the other side, Zheng Hong and his party and Wang Hao watched Wang Hou return to Li Hong and Leng Bing, and were embarrassed to come forward to disturb him, so they could only look at Wang Hou with envy.

"But." Jing Ke sat down at Lu Buwei. Before Lu Buwei could speak, Jing Ke said, "But if you ask who asked me to assassinate you, it would be impossible."

"Tsk." At this time, Zhao Zheng, who returned to Lu Buwei, said disdainfully, "Who doesn't know that the mastermind must not want me to return to the Qin royal family in Qin safely."

Lu Buwei also said, "Little brother, I, Lu Buwei, don't I want to ask these things, I don't know the name of the little brother."

"...Jing Ke." Looking at Lu Buwei, Jing Ke hesitated for a moment and spoke.

"This person who looks very similar to you is Zhao Zheng." Lu Buwei continued, "Long story, I want to ask you to help me. Let's follow us to tell Qin - to make the fake real."

"Let me be that boy's substitute." After hearing Lu Buwei's words, Jing Ke turned his gaze to Jing Ke and said in his heart.

"Although it's very dangerous to go to Xianyang this time, I really don't understand why I should use this guy more." At this time, Zhao Zheng was also looking at Jing Ke, thinking indignantly.

However, Zhao Zheng still spoke proudly at Jing Ke and said, "You know the image, offer a price. Otherwise, you will kill you directly."

"If the assassination fails, it is a taboo for the assassin." Jing Ke also said, "I don't want to be the public enemy of the assassins in the world."

"The rules of conduct are only used to restrain people in the industry." Lu Buwei held his knees with both hands, stood up and said, "If you are willing to help me with your help, you can overcome the difficulties.

...Da, from now on, I, Lu Buwei, can guarantee you peace."

"This." Looking at Lu Buwei, who was calm and confident, Jing Ke was also moved by Lu Buwei's words. He held the thorns in his hand and hesitated.

Looking at Jing Ke who was hesitating, Lu Buwei also spoke again, "Seeing that you stick to your principles so much, it seems that you are not the assassin for profit."

After listening to Lu Buwei's words, Jing Jie's newly released thorns tightened again. "With my financial resources and connections, I may be able to get what you want... Can you tell me one or two?"

"It's worthy of being Lu Buwei." Seeing Lu Buwei completely grasping Jing Ke's heart, the prince beside him also secretly admired. "If there wasn't a Zhao Ji who was equally scheming to help me turn around, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to handle it."

At this time, Jing Ke also raised his head and sat in his heart and decided to say, "You... can help me find someone."

His body trembled and Jing Ke said the reason, "I am a assassin... to find my parents who are in the future." He raised his head and Jing Ke looked at Lu Buwei and said.

"Parents, it's indeed as I expected." Lu Buwei said in his heart, and nodded at the same time, "Okay, then, a word is certain. I will at least find one of them for you."

Looking at Jing Ke's appearance similar to Zhao Zheng, Lu Buwei had already guessed it roughly in his mind, and then he sat down and decided.

Zhao Zheng, who was standing beside him, was still confused about why he was looking for two people in this world. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Lu Buwei insisted on it in one bite.

"You should coax me into the group first no matter what." Looking at Lu Buwei's firm look, Jing Ke also asked loudly.

"Everyone, each one." At this time, a burst of rapid footsteps came, and there was also the sound of horse hooves among the footsteps.

Listening to the sound of horse hooves, Lu Buwei also turned his head and looked at the road, and said, "It happened to be right,... I don't need to say more, you will agree."

Looking at Lu Buwei's confident look, Jing Ke also followed Lu Buwei's gaze and looked over there. At this time, one man rode a horse, eight warriors wearing mahjong and carrying swords followed, and rushed towards this side.

On the white horse, a stunning woman wearing a gorgeous pink coat with a red waist around her waist and embroidered with noble patterns on her clothes was coming here.

The woman was tied with a golden hairpin. The hairpin was decorated with red gems and made into plum blossoms, making the x-shaped hairpin four plum blossoms.

"Zhao Ji." Compared to four years ago, perhaps because of signing a contract with the prince, Zhao Ji's appearance has not changed much. It is just that there is a solemn look, which is even more attractive in the eyes of the prince.

"This is." The 26th class who had never seen Zhao Ji was immediately attracted by Zhao Ji's appearance and stared at Zhao Ji intently.

Li Hong and Leng Bing, who already knew Zhao Ji's identity from the prince, also looked at Zhao Ji curiously, intending to take a closer look at this woman who was about to become her sister.

Seeing the people in front of him, Zhao Ji, who was coming towards him, also held the reins and looked at the crowd. "Zheng'er, okay, Lu Buwei is fine. And who is that?"

Looking at Jing Ke who was almost exactly the same as Zhao Zheng, Zhao Ji suddenly thought of something and felt a little nervous.

He quickly turned his head, and then he saw the injured strangers in Class 26. His eyes were lying in the crowd, and suddenly Zhao Ji stopped.

Looking at the prince who was looking at him with a smile on his face, Zhao Ji felt a sense of joy, but soon tears seemed to surge in her eyes. She said in her heart, "You are finally back."

Looking at Li Hong and Leng Bing leaning against the left and right sides of the prince, Zhao Ji felt a little sad, but she soon came to her senses. Looking at the two women who were also looking at her, she also looked at her.

However, thinking of the king’s instructions before the king left, Zhao Ji quickly dismounted and came to Zhao Zheng and said, "Lu Buwei, I'm fine all the way."

The eight warriors following Zhao Ji bowed to Lu Buwei, and then stood around and stopped talking. The king and prince also recognized that these people were all the warriors who had been in the Xingling Hall before, and they were all the disciples who lost to Lu Buwei.

Then he turned his head and looked at Jing Ke who was facing him in a daze. He thought about the past that had not been with the princes or even given to Qin Yiren by Lu Buwei. He was also a little lost for a moment.

"What's going on?" Looking at Zhao Ji and Jing Ke who were stunned for each other, Zhao Zheng was also confused.

When Lu Buwei saw the actions of the two, he thought to himself, "Look at her behavior, it's true!" At this time, Jing Ke also recalled the memories of childhood, and there were only two words in his heart, "Mother."

"Haha." Li Hong and Leng Bing, who knew the plot, looked at each other with interest, and the same was true for the prince. "I met their own son." Others were guessing Zhao Ji's identity, and the atmosphere was awkward.
Chapter completed!