Zhao Jia didn't have time to fall into the memories yet. The instep of his foot was slamming!

There was a little girl standing in front of him. Ying Hehua actually woke up, looked at him directly, and stepped on him!?

"I won't allow you to hurt my mother!" Xu Yi opened his hand and protected Zheng Li behind him. She raised her chin, her dark eyes staring at the white blade in his hand, not afraid of him at all.

Damn it. Is it this arrogance similar to someone again?

Zhao Jia inserted the knife into the scabbard and stepped over, "Since the obstruction is here, then please rest first." ”

His movements are smooth, and it is too simple to deal with Zheng Li and the child, who are powerless.

Zheng Li's neck was sore, and she soon fainted.

Zhao Jia lifted Xu Yi and picked her up like a chick.

This man is really powerful.

"Uncle Zhao Jia, didn't you see my aunt faint!"

"How do you know I'm Zhao Jia." Zhao Jia's eyes were puzzled, and he looked at Zheng Li on the ground complicatedly.

"I just know."

After Xu Yi saw that the man in front of him was called Zhao Jia on the jade board, he was instantly afraid. But she didn't finish listening to the previous words, she didn't know that Zhao Jia had already met Zheng Li, and thought that Zhao Jia wanted to come to Qin to learn Jing Ke after Zhao Guo was frustrated.

Han Yu said that the land of Yan Zhao is full of generous and sad people.

Xu Yi stretched out his hand to grab his clothes, kicked hard, and then pretended that he couldn't break free, putting on a dejected look.

"What's the use of you coercing my mother? It's better to coerce me. I can't run away. If you bring me to my father, maybe he will spare your life. ”

As for why Xu Yi is so bold, it is thanks to the jade plate tied around her neck, which is transmitting a steady stream of air to her.

Zhao Jia saw that she was kicking him childishly, and used her father as a shield.

Zhao Jia smiled contemptuously, stared at Xu Yi viciously, and laughed a little arrogantly for a while.

"Leave me alone? Hehe, I don't need him to let me go. The facial features on the small face in front of him are engraved with the traces of Yingzheng.

"If I shout and call the wrestler, and you kill me, then you will die too."

Zhao Jia expected that this pampered little princess should cry the moment she saw him holding a dagger.

There was candlelight in her eyes, and it was very bright and large. Whether it was her naïve or calm, she looked at Zhao Jia intently, and didn't feel the slightest concept of assassination and killing a person.

Don't be afraid of him. Not even a child is afraid of him. He ran away from Zhao, and no one dared to answer them, because they were timid and afraid.

Because his country is not strong enough, he is not lucky enough to be as good as Yingzheng.

Even Zheng Li, how could she, how dare she, she would actually like Yingzheng?!

The rabbit falls in love with the jackal.

It's ridiculous!

Damn it!!

A surge of anger surged from his chest.

Today he came because of the alliance he reached with South Korea, to let Zheng Li remember her identity!

Zhao Jia's hand kept increasing.

Xu Yi didn't feel pain, she was worried that the Qin Palace was heavily guarded, and it was difficult to contact Li Xian.

It's really troublesome to go out of the palace every day to find him, and it's even more taboo to raise a carrier pigeon.

Zhao Jia entered and exited Zhiyang Palace as if he was walking on the ground, looking at him tall and thin, and he was also very powerful.

These facial features are upright, but they are villains who go off the rails.

She thought that he didn't end well, but since she wanted to use him, she was willing to take him.

As for the back road, it depends on how he chooses.

Xu Yi is not a person who is overflowing with compassion. Or rather, she is only kind to the people she likes.

So an expectant smile appeared on her face.

"You will be king in the future, why would you rather die here?"

Zhao Jia saw that she didn't react at all.

Shouldn't this child hold his breath and beg for mercy with a purple face?

"Zhao Jia." She chuckled lowly, "I said, you don't really want to die in Xianyang, do you?" ”

"What?"

Zhao Jia was stunned by this cold tone.

Xu Yi slowly lowered her eyelashes, and when she raised her head again, she had already covered her well-behaved.

Her eyes can't match Li Xian's profundity, Li Si's deep understanding, and she can't imitate the deterrence in Ying Zheng's eyes.

But when she is straight, she has the same perseverance and calmness as her mother.

"Zhao Jia. You shouldn't take that risk for the sake of Korea. Are you really willing to die here? Your father and your king have forsaken thee, and thy brother hast taken thy throne, and thy servants have turned against thee. Don't you want to get what belongs to you, don't you want revenge? ”

Xu Yi saw him slowly squatting down and looked at him at eye level.

Zhao Jia really couldn't treat the person who said these words as a child.

"You... Why do you know this? Who are you? ”

She burst out laughing, her expression hideous.

"I am a witch, a messenger of God."

Zhao Jia's pupils were dilated, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and the horror was visible to the naked eye.

Xu Yi knew that the ancients were afraid of this, so she planned to pretend to be a ghost to the extreme.

She smiled and put her hand on Zhao Jia's shoulder and made a dusty motion.

"God said, you, are the future King of Zhao."

The moment he opened his mouth, she raised her hand to stop him, and then made a shushing motion with a smile.

Xu Yi said the fact that he is desperate now.

"You have to believe in God."

Zhao Jia's brows became tighter and tighter.

The moonlight poured into the windows of the temple and poured out like silver.

Taking advantage of his lack of attention, she quickly pulled the short knife from his waist.

This time, Xu Yi stared at Zhao Jia, and she leaned over and used an adult tone.

"I'll give you a throne." She paused for a moment, "Do you dare to ask for it?" ”

Xu Yan spoke unhurriedly, and his tone rose.

Due to the proximity, Zhao Jia felt that her whole person exuded a dangerous aura.

There seemed to be something magical about her voice, a force that anyone would have to listen to.

She looked at him quietly and quietly without any emotion. This kind of reality forced under the mystery, this weirdness, is even more terrifying than the black dragon in his nightmare!

Zhao Jia felt that her eyes were six points similar to the dragon.

"How do you make sure you can do it? When, where. ”

"Tonight. Here. ”

"What do you want?"

"When my eyes." Xu Yi looked Zhao Jia up and down, "Find the river map." ”

"How can I trust you?"

"Let's make a pact with blood."

I saw the tip of the knife touch her fingertips, and a large drop of blood appeared on her snow-like skin.

Next second!

Zhao Jia's abdomen felt heart-piercing! It stabbed him without stopping.

His pupils widened in disbelief.