Chapter Eighty-Seven: This Parting Is Eternal

"He's coming."

Zhang Jiao felt something, a pair of cloudy eyes looked in a certain direction, smiled and muttered softly.

Sure enough, as his words fell, nearly 100 elite soldiers wearing standard black armor, under the cover of the dark night, quietly rode war horses and approached quickly.

Bai Qi and a group of black-armored soldiers intentionally or unintentionally protected Yingyu, who was wearing a general-level high-level armor, in the middle.

Of course, Yingyu also saw it, but she didn't say anything.

He already knew in his heart that Zhang Jiao should not be able to make a move on him, for many reasons, the most important of which was that he was an alien, different from them who were natives of the world.

Inhuman, before the world is renewed, it is an immortal and immortal existence.

Doing so, apart from annoying himself, would not do him any good at all, or for the main force of the Yellow Turban Army in his entire Guangzong City.

"Help me up."

Zhang Jiao's originally cloudy eyes, at this time, actually glowed with a faint essence, locking straight onto Yingyu, without blinking.

The seven or eight-year-old girl who had been standing beside Zhang Jiao, his daughter, Zhang Ning, heard the words and hurriedly helped Zhang Jiao up from the wooden chair.

After standing still, Zhang Jiao nodded slightly, signaling that Zhang Ning didn't need to support him anymore.

Zhang Ning hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and carefully let go of the arm that was holding Zhang Jiao.

Yingyu also looked at him.

At this time, Zhang Jiao, with white hair, dragged his crippled body, standing under the night sky, a breeze blowing, his whole body was trembling, like a dying old man whose life was about to come to an end, where was there still a little bit of the heroic momentum of the great sage and good teacher of the Yellow Turban Army.

"Horse ......"

Zhang Jiao looked straight at Yingyu, and said with a smile.

"I knew that you would definitely come."

"Oh?"

Yingyu also smiled, smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically:

"Why are you so sure I'm coming? What if I don't come? ”

Zhang Jiao shook his head slightly with a smile, and did not continue to talk about this topic, but changed the topic and said:

"How about a deal between us, Ei Pony?"

"What deal?"

"Save my daughter Zhang Ning's life, send soldiers to escort her all the way to Quyang City, and join my second brother Zhang Bao."

"I, Zhang Jiao, will teach you the key techniques of Taiping, and I can also tell you what I know about the heavens and the future."

After Zhang Jiao finished speaking, he stopped speaking, and looked at Yingyu with a pair of eyes, quietly waiting for his answer.

Yingyu thought about it, and finally nodded and said:

"Yes."

It's just a weak woman who can't restrain the chicken.

Yingyu still disdains to kill him.

However, although he will not kill, it does not mean that others will not kill.

You must know that the current Guangzong City can almost be said to be a lonely city, a trapped city.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, almost all the cities that were captured and fallen by the Yellow Turban Army have been recaptured by the officers and soldiers of the Han Imperial Court camp.

Zhang Ning, as the leader of the Yellow Turban Army, the daughter of the great sage and mentor Zhang Jiao, and the holy daughter of the Yellow Turban Army, for all the soldiers of the Han Dynasty camp, once they are captured alive or killed on the spot, it is nothing more than a success, a rise to fame, and a step to the top.

The temptation is not insignificant.

"Thank you for that horn."

Zhang Jiao first bowed to Yingyu tremblingly to express his gratitude, and then turned to look at his daughter.

Before Zhang Jiao could say anything, Zhang Ning looked at Zhang Jiao with teary eyes, and took the lead in speaking, his very choked voice was full of firmness:

"Daddy, Ning'er won't go! Even if it is death, Ning'er wants to be by her father's side......"

"Don't mess around!!"

"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem......"

"Daddy!"

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After arranging for ten soldiers of the Black Armor Army to carry the token of their own Yulin Army Zhonglang General, escort Zhang Ning and his party along the way, go to Quyang, and defect to the Yellow Turban Army's General Digong, Zhang Jiaozhi's second brother, Zhang Bao.

Zhang Jiao stood silently in place, looking at the figures of Zhang Ning and the others who were gradually moving away, his eyes were full of kindness and tenderness......

This distinction is eternity.

In this life, his father and daughter will never see each other again......

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