Daqin: I am Zhao Gao, the highest Zhao Gao

“I said, can you let me go, if you promise to let me go, I will say, otherwise, you will kill me.”

Wu Shiqi, after all, is not too stupid, but also knows that he will exchange the weight in his hand for the opportunity to live.

Hearing this, the leader of the guard was obviously stunned and looked at Ba Rong.

Hum.

Ba Rong snorted coldly, and said coldly: “Hmph, let you go, it’s impossible, and take him first, stay in the county in front, and then torture him well.” ”

“And slowly.” At this moment, Zhao Gao spoke.

Meeting Ba Rong’s somewhat doubtful gaze, Zhao Gao smiled softly and said, “There is no need to be so troublesome. ”

Rather die than submit?

Hehe.

At some point, death is a relief.

After that, Zhao Gao turned his head and looked at Cao Zhengchun.

Cao Zhengchun smiled slightly, nodded, walked to the near front of Wu Shiqi, squatted down, looked at Wu Shiqi, and said playfully: “The second son of the Wu clan? Hehe, I hope your bones are harder, don’t take it easily. ”

As he spoke, Cao Zhengchun stretched out his hands, one palm pressed on Wu Shiqi’s wrist, and between the thumb and forefinger of the other palm, there was a long silver needle 650.

Looking at the silver needle, slowly approaching his finger, Wu Shiqi’s eyes widened, and they were full of fear.

Before this, more than fifty people in their group, half of them, died under this slender silver needle, at this moment, seeing this silver needle again, he couldn’t help but think of the previous picture, that kind of fear, struck again.

Yes!

When this silver needle slowly pierced into Wu Shiqi’s fingers, Wu Shiqi only felt a heart-wrenching pain struck.

The sound of killing pigs, at this moment, resounded in this square circle.

Due to the pain, the body rolled violently, but the palm of that hand was pressed there by Cao Zhengchun, not moving.

With the continuous penetration of silver needles, wave after wave of pain almost made Wu Shiqi fall into madness.

The roar of pain made them shudder in the ears of the guards.

As for Ba Rong, at this moment, his face had already appeared a touch of paleness, and even, those eyes moved away and looked away.

“Ah! Yes! Yes! Don’t prick, I say, I say, please, don’t prick, I say! Urshi activated that crying voice, pleading bitterly.

Hearing this, Cao Zhengchun smiled playfully and directly pulled out the thin needle.

A slender line of blood shot out.

Yes!

Another ghost crying wolf howl.

“This attack on the Bajia caravan was instigated by Meng Nan, the third son of the first clan, and its purpose was to kidnap the eldest miss.” Wu Shiqi said tremblingly.

Hearing this, Zhao Gao smiled indifferently.

Red face and bad water.

You don’t need to think about it to know that Meng Nanken can’t confess, so he has evil intentions.

This kind of bridge, even in any era, is not uncommon.

And Ba Rong, after listening, the ghost made a bad look at Zhao Gao, and when he saw Zhao Gao’s smile, Ba Rong’s heart couldn’t help but become more and more annoyed.

“This Meng Nan, really hateful, first entangled me in every way, and after being reprimanded by me, he actually did something inferior.”

It seems to be a reprimand, and it seems to be explaining something.

Listening to this somewhat annoyed voice, Zhao Gao’s eyebrows raised slightly.

In the later life, he also had several girlfriends, not the kind of chick who did not know the world.

Faintly, he could feel that Ba Rong seemed to have a trace of affection for him.

After thinking about it again, he understood.

The bridge of heroes saving beauty may be old-fashioned, but if they really meet, what woman doesn’t like it?

Zhao Gao smiled, glanced at Li Cunxiao who came out of the woods on the side, and said: “Since you have already asked, let’s go on the road.”

After speaking, Zhao Gao jumped lightly, got on the back of the horse, and moved forward.

Now is not the time to consider whether or not to collect Barong.

Not to mention, Ba Rong at this time is just likely to have a trace of affection for him.

Shan said that although he hid his identity on this trip north, in the future, in Xianyang City, he and Ba Rong would always meet, and at that time, his identity would inevitably be known by the other party.

If something really happened at this time, at that time, the secret of this false internal official would not be preserved.

Concubine Li’s lessons there are vividly remembered.

Although he leveled it, he took some risks after all.

He asked himself, not a creature with a lower body thinking about problems.

He would not consider this until he was absolutely sure, that is, until Ba Rong’s favorability of him reached 100.

And Ba Rong, looking at Zhao Gao’s back, secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and couldn’t help but feel a trace of loss.

Then, Ba Rong was shocked in his heart.

Why should I be lost?

Trying his best to get himself back to normal, he gave the guard leader a look and went straight to the carriage.

Back in the carriage again.

Ba Rong held her chin with her hands and began to think about this question.

And the leader of the guard very simply obliterated Meng Nan, and after that, the Bajia caravan followed again.

Speechless all the way.

So, about two hours passed.

Finally, the destination was reached.

Looking at the county seat in the distance, Zhao Gao turned his head, glanced at the carriage behind, and said with his hands: “Girl, when the county seat arrives, I will leave first.” ”

After speaking, Zhao Gao clamped his legs, and the black horse under his crotch ran directly towards the front.

Ba Rong in the carriage looked startled, and by the time she stepped off the carriage, Zhao Gao and the three had already walked away.

Standing by the carriage, looking at the back in the distance, Ba Rong’s beautiful eyes became complicated.

Among them, there are nostalgia, reluctance, and gratitude.

In my heart, the loss struck again, and it was more obvious than before.

At this moment, she finally understood why she was lost.

Because, that man, in her heart, already had a place.

At this moment, she couldn’t help but sound a sentence that the man said, if there is a fate, there will always be a goodbye day.

Will there really be that day?

Yes.

There will definitely be a day.

After staring for a long time, Ba Rong retracted his gaze, led the caravan, and slowly walked towards the county town in front. _

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