"Brother Wuming, why is this so?"

Ye Zhang looked at the Wuming who was covered in injuries and weak in breath, and was slightly shocked.

"I ran into some trouble. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to save my life. But, ahem..."

Wuming coughed a few times as he spoke, obviously feeling quite weak.

"Stop talking, let me heal your injuries first."

Immediately, Ye Zhang walked up to Qian and used both hands to treat him. As the strange red light was released, the opponent's heavy injuries healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a stick of incense, the whole person recovered to 70% to 80%, and except for the fact that his breath was still a little weak, there was nothing serious.

Feeling the internal organs being constantly repaired, Wuming couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a miraculous skill. This skill is unparalleled in the world!"

Ye Zhang waved his hand: "No need to mention these compliments, what exactly happened and why was it hurt so badly?"

The opponent actually had five or six fatal wounds on his body, especially the palm that hit his chest, which almost broke his heart.

Wuming replied: "I had a fight with the Six Sword Slaves, and then I met a master. His methods were very cunning. I almost told him where he was."

"Master?"

Ye Zhang's expression changed. He knew very well that Wuming's strength was stronger than that of Black and White Xuanjian. Who could hurt him like this?

Wuming replied: "I don't know that person either. He is wearing red clothes and a high crown, and he exudes a strange feminine and cold aura."

Hearing this, Ye Zhang thought for a moment, then his eyes flashed and he thought to himself: "The feminine man, could it be him..."

"The other party should be Lu Buwei's confidant. Brother Ye must be more careful if he encounters him in the future!"

Wuming gave a serious reminder.

Ye Zhang replied: "Don't worry, I will be careful. Are you here for the road?"

Wuming nodded: "I want to see him before leaving."

"leave?"

Ye Zhang raised his eyebrows. Although the other party had been running around all the time, his departure obviously had other meanings.

Wuming said: "There was a lot of commotion in Xianyang earlier. In the next few years, Luo Wang will definitely pursue me at all costs. To avoid accidents, it's better not to show up casually."

Ye Zhang knew in his heart that the other party did not want to hurt others, so he desperately tried to attract hatred and took everything on himself.

"Okay, I happen to have something to go over tomorrow, so let's go together."

Wuming nodded slightly when he heard the words and agreed...

The next day, the two of them came to the Little Saint's Villa together.

I was very happy to see Master's retreat, and threw myself into his arms, pouring out my thoughts.

Wuming rubbed his head and said softly: "Xunzi and Lezhengzi are both seniors with advanced cultivation. They must study hard here in the future."

"Um."

Lu responded. Being able to become a disciple of the head of Confucianism was an opportunity that countless people dreamed of. However, there was not much joy on his face. Instead, he felt a little disappointed.

Then he raised his head and asked, "Can I see Master again in the future?"

Wuming chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely do it."

Ye Zhang on the side also said: "Don't think too much, just live here well. When I have time in the future, I will come over and take a look."

Hearing this, Lu's eyes dimmed slightly and asked: "Is Brother Ye leaving too?"

Ye Zhang nodded: "Every banquet in the world must come to an end, and there will be a day when we meet again."

As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, and then said: "If you are bored on weekdays, you can go talk to that senior brother named Han Fei. He is an interesting guy."

"I got it."

Lu replied very obediently.

Wuming raised his hand and gently touched the other person's shoulder, saying: "We are leaving, we must be happy."

After saying that, he showed a gentle smile again, and then left with Ye Zhang.

Although he is very reluctant to let go, the longer he stays here, the more dangerous it will be for him.

Seeing the two figures gradually disappearing into the forest, Lu couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his eyes, and murmured: "I'm the only one left."

But at this moment, a palm was placed on his shoulder.

Lu turned around and looked, only to see Fu Nian appearing behind him at some point, and said softly: "Junior brother, from now on, we are a family."

Seeing the soft smile on the face of this senior brother, Lu couldn't help but feel a touch of warmth in his heart, and then nodded and said: "Well..."

The sun and the moon rotated around, and before I knew it, a few more days had passed.

Xianyang Palace of Qin State, Zhangtai Palace in the early morning, was full of splendor and beauty. A beautiful lady got up from the high bed, stretched her lazy waist, and slowly draped the gauze brocade around her body.

This person is none other than the Queen Mother of Qin, Zhao Ji.

Although she is nearly forty years old, she looks like she is only in her early thirties. Her figure is graceful and charming, her charming eyes are full of spring, and she is even more enchanting.

After washing up under the service of many maids, he then sat in front of the gorgeous bronze mirror, picked up a delicate eyebrow pencil and began to draw his eyebrows.

But at this moment, a waiter walked over quickly and bowed: "To the Queen Mother, the king has already arrived at the door!"

"Well, please come in, Your Majesty."

Zhao Ji nodded, and then said something casually, her eyes never leaving the bronze mirror in front of her.

"promise."

The waiter responded, then stepped back, and then saw another figure striding in.

This is a young man wearing a black uniform, with stern eyebrows and sharp eyes, a handsome and resolute face.

After entering the house, he said: "I want to meet the Queen Mother. I wonder why you have summoned me here so early. What's the important thing?"

As he spoke, he slightly raised his hands in a salute. Although his words were respectful, they were somewhat cold.

After the words fell, Zhao Ji also put down the eyebrow pencil in her hand, stood up slowly, and came to the other party, a smile appeared on her charming face.

He opened his mouth and said, "You should know about Cheng Yu, right?"

Ying Zheng nodded and said: "Chang'an Jun Chengxiu plotted rebellion and has now been executed."

Zhao Ji sighed and said: "Although Cheng Xi is dead, there are still many people in the government and the public who are eyeing the throne.

It is not easy for us orphans and widowed mothers to hold on to this place, so my mother thinks we should promote some reliable talents and appoint them so that we can share some of the pressure."

Ying Zheng's expression changed when he heard this: "Does the queen already have a candidate in mind?"
Chapter completed!