Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

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Tu Jie, who ran back to the tent with the two puppets, wanted to ask why he didn't care about Zhao Zheng.

After all, it is the blood of a saint.

If it is spread outside, then if the emperor finds out, he doesn't know if Zhao Zheng has something to do, but he must have something to do.

Swish!

"To shut up!"

"Sleep! The head of the family has his own decision!"

But the puppets didn't have such a good temper, and one of them pulled out the knife directly.

Tu Jie could only look at the puppet who hadn't drawn his sword.

But the action of the puppet was even more extreme.

He fell down and fell asleep comfortably.

"Sleep?"

"Is it sleeping?"

"How can you sleep?"

Tu Jie was puzzled, and could only toss and turn on his bed with the letter in his arms.

He couldn't sleep at all, and he didn't dare to sleep.

Call ~

On the other bed, the puppet that fell down earlier was already fast asleep.

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The timeline goes back to before.

Not long after Zhao Zheng entered the tent.

"No, I have to think of a way."

There is always a limit to holding your breath, even if Zhao Zheng lowers his heartbeat, it will never be possible to last the whole night.

What's more, the woman in the tent has taken the antidote.

"Husband, don't hold your breath, it will break you."

"I know that my face is ugly now, but my original appearance is similar to those singers of your Sun Moon Dynasty."

"It was only because the royal court disliked her that she was not good at giving birth, so she returned."

"I don't want to be my husband's wife, even if I want to be a personal maid!"

"The concubine will cover her face after a while!"

This woman's name is Ebony Wanqing.

Listening to his description, he is also a poor man.

So a trace of complexity inevitably flashed in Zhao Zheng's eyes, but it was only a trace.

Because of his particularity, it is impossible to give anyone responsibility.

"Sorry, Miss Wanqing, Zhao doesn't care much about appearance."

"You're not ugly either. After the scab on your face falls off, you can still marry a good man!"

"Zhao is speaking the truth."

"So offended!"

Seeing that Zhao Zheng's eyes had turned red, Wu Mu Wanqing thought that the last sentence meant that he couldn't bear the power of the medicine.

Sadness with a hint of sweetness.

He hurriedly covered his face with a veil in a panic.

boom!

However, just after she stood up, Zhao Zheng, whose eyes were already scarlet, punched her in the stomach.

"Yuck~~~"

How could an already weak woman withstand this punch.

So Wumu Wanqing just vomited out the contents of her stomach.

The medicine in the tent is still very strong.

She finally became the same poisoner as Zhao Zheng.

"Does your husband like this?"

Wu Mu Wanqing felt that her stomach was uncomfortable, but under the urging of the medicine, she really fell in love with Zhao Zheng.

But before she was happy, she saw Zhao Zheng's fist hitting herself again.

She wanted to resist, but she couldn't hide at all.

"do not want!"

boom!

Wumu Wanqing fell to the side of the tent, causing the tent to shake.

Zhao Zhengcai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Put it on the bed and cover it.

"It's not that I'm firm, but that I don't want to hurt you either."

If Emperor Zhu Chongba knew that he was showing mercy outside, he would be afraid of the Zhao family.

This ebony tribe is definitely doomed.

Zhao Zheng doesn't want to be this kind of bad guy, but that ebony leader.

"Humph!"

"Take my 10 shi of food and grass plus [-] taels and it's still not enough, right?"

Zhao Zheng glanced at the kerosene that was still burning at the exit of the tent, and felt that he was about to reach his limit both mentally and physically.

"Damn it, it's so warm that I can't control my heartbeat."

"Unfortunately, I can not be a human being!"

boom!

Zhao Zheng took one last look at Wumu Wanqing who had passed out completely, and put his heart in his stomach.

Only then did he close the neurotransmitter channel between the brain and the cervical spine, cut off the connection between the consciousness and the No. 23 puppet, and fell to the ground.

After a moment.

Swish!

Zhao Zheng, who was attached to the No. 24 puppet, looked at the leader Wu Mu in front of him, couldn't hold back for a while, and drew his knife directly.

He is really angry now.

Fortunately, Tu Jie's attitude of greed for life and fear of death reminded him.

If you make a move now, even if you win the fight, the seventy Jin Yiwei will lose more than half of it.

The follow-up camouflage plan is not easy to display.

"You are lucky!"

"Let's go! It's okay, the shopkeeper won't mind this."

Zhao Zheng took one last look at where No. 23 was, then turned his head and walked towards Tu Jie's tent.

inside the tent.

"My lords! Do we really not care about the shopkeeper?"

"This is not good!"

Tu Jie began to think about it.

Zhao Zheng was originally angry, but now he is still mentally tortured, so he really wanted to chop this guy in front of him.

Swish!

"To shut up!"

"Sleep! The head of the family has his own decision!"

After all, it was because this guy was still valuable.

So Zhao Zheng just drew out the knife.

After it finally subsided, he directly possessed the No. 25 puppet again and fell asleep.

There are many things to do tomorrow.

He has to take good care of his spirit.

As a result, only puppet No. 24, who was watching the night, was left sitting in the tent.

Oh, right.

Tu Jie on the other bed finally fell asleep holding the letter and triggering the cannon in the middle of the night.

Almost, the No. 24 puppet who was stared at terribly by him directly moved the knife.

His sleepiness saved his life.

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the next day.

It will be dawn.

Zhao Zheng was woken up by puppet No. 24 who was keeping watch at night.

"It's almost time, master!"

"I see."

Zhao Zheng turned his head and glanced at Tu Jie who was sleeping like a dead pig, and wanted to go over and give him a kick.

"In a while, you two, show him to me, and if you don't obey, just give him a knife in the ass."

"Yes!"

boom!

Puppet No. 25 fainted instantly.

Then he woke up in an instant.

Swish!

Now it is the turn of No. 24 puppet to rest, and No. 25 puppet is guarding.

The tent where puppet number 23 is.

After Zhao Zheng recovered his physical condition, he quickly stood up and checked his clothes.

"Don't worry, husband, I have not touched you."

"what!"

Zhao Zheng turned his head, a killing intent flashed in his eyes.

But after seeing Wu Mu Wanqing's state, the killing intent became complicated.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Zheng sat by the bed and looked at Wu Mu Wanqing's hand, which was already bloody.

But he didn't know how to comfort him.

"It's okay husband, it was the concubine's father's fault in the first place."

"Husband knocked Wan Qing out, and then made herself unconscious. How could Wan Qing be ignorant?"

"Don't worry my husband, Wan Qing will cooperate when my father asks me later."

Wumu Wanqing looked at Zhao Zheng pitifully, wanting to see a trace of emotion on his face.

She saw it.

But I only saw the moving face, but nothing else.

She lowered her head.

"Ugh......"

Zhao Zheng didn't want to talk, and he didn't dare hug her to comfort her.

You can only find the golden sore medicine from the side, and apply it on Wumu Wanqing.

"Sigh~"

"Feel sorry!"

"It's okay, husband, by the way, even though I have a name and no status, I can still be regarded as your woman. I don't know your name yet."

Wu Mu Wanqing looked at Zhao Zheng pitifully.

But Zhao Zheng remained silent.

Until the sun illuminates the earth.

Outside the tent, there was also noisy movement.

Zhao Zhengcai finally spoke.

"A name may trap a person's life."

"no need."

"Don't call me husband... No, you still have to call me, and I will trouble you to cooperate with me later, otherwise it will be bad for everyone."

Swish!

After Zhao Zheng finished speaking, he drew out his knife, stood up and turned his head, and opened the curtain door of the tent.

Wumu Wanqing finally felt Zhao Zheng's mood swings, but in this mood, there was only killing intent and anger.

So she quickly endured the discomfort and got up and chased him out.

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