"I am really Jing Ke, really Jing Ke. If you don't believe it...hey, by the way, Nie Zheng, come and testify to me, come and prove that I am Jing Ke!" The young man was beaten and fled in a panic, jumping up and down, and shouting to the mountain peak in the distance.

"Idiot, I have told you to come to visit directly, and you have to commit suicide by yourself." A cold voice came from the mountain in the distance.

Zhou Cang narrowed his eyes and realized that there was actually this person's accomplice on the distant mountain peak.

The next moment, a figure flew in the distance in the air.

"Nie Zheng is ordered to come to see the great master. That idiot is indeed Jing Ke. I would like to ask the great master to spare him once for the sake of that idiot." Nie Zheng flew over the crowd and then fell down, clasping his fists at Zhang Jiao and said.

Zhang Jiao actually believed half of his identity when he heard that the man who claimed to be Jing Ke reported his family. After all, no one knew the connection between Jing Ke and them, and the person in front of him was speaking Chinese language they were familiar with.

Just now, Zhang Jiao was just trying to tease Jing Ke, which was a small punishment for Jing Ke's uninvited behavior of hiding outside the door for eavesdropping. But since Nie Zheng spoke and his words were respectful, Zhang Jiao stopped teasing Jing Ke.

With a wave of his hand, he took away the golden armored god in front of him. Zhang Jiao bowed with both hands and saw two of them.

Behind Zhang Jiao, a group of people looked at Nie Zheng and Jing Ke curiously. These two people were already famous celebrities in their time, and it is a strange thing to be able to see living people now.

"This guy is Jing Ke? He doesn't look like this. He is so thin and he will assassinate Qin Shihuang. No wonder he will fail." Ma Yuanyi muttered.

Jing Ke was covered in black lines when he heard it.

Zhang Jiao coughed, making the person behind him feel a little lighter.

"I wonder if the two brothers came here and took the order of Your Majesty?" Zhang Jiao said in Chinese. Chinese is the best code word, and you can speak it openly without worrying that others will understand it.

He came uninvited, and this happened just now, Zhang Jiao's first reaction was that His Majesty learned the news.

Although I don’t know how Your Majesty learned the information, Zhang Jiao is most in need of His Majesty’s assistance at this moment.

Zhang Jiao smiled bitterly in his heart. When he came to the Panshi Dynasty with full ambitions, he summoned the 36th Yellow Turban Coach. He hoped to expand the territory for Daxia, but he never expected that such a thing would happen.

Now he has fallen to the point where he needs His Majesty's help, which makes Zhang Jiao very ashamed.

"Well, I don't know what happened. Your Majesty suddenly summoned Nie Zheng and I back. At that time, Nie Zheng and I were taking on a task of assassinating the throne. After receiving His Majesty's order, we hurried back. Then Your Majesty asked me to hand over this thing to you." As he said that, Jing Ke took out a bronze door from his arms.

The bronze door is three feet in size and is placed on the palm of your hand as big as a palm.

Zhang Jiao took the bronze door and looked left and right at the bronze door, "How to use this bronze door?"

"Just pour the Yuanli into the bronze door." Jing Ke said.

Zhang Jiao followed Jing Ke's words and poured the Yuanli in his body into the bronze door in his hand. The bronze door was rising in the wind. Zhang Jiao let go of his hand, and the bronze door continued to expand upwards, and finally turned into a giant bronze door that was ten feet tall.

A series of mysterious runes flashed on the bronze door, and then the next moment, a bright light burst out from the bronze door, and the dazzling divine light surged, as if the door of the gods stood on earth.

The next moment, the bronze door in front of me slowly opened, and the melodious and ancient aura emanated from the door. On the opened bronze door was a light blue light curtain, and five black figures appeared on the light curtain. The figures were getting closer and closer. The light curtain in front of me flickered, and five figures walked out of it.

"Red-faced thief!" "Black charcoal face!" Two angry shouts came from behind Zhang Jiao.

Deng Mao and Cheng Yuanzhi couldn't help but shout angrily at the two who appeared in the light curtain. Their last memory in their previous lives was the faces of these two guys, which were naturally profound and unforgettable.

"Hey, it's you guy who was stabbed to death by me." Zhang Fei said carelessly, but when he saw Deng Mao's face turned dark, he knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he blew up and apologized repeatedly.

"Sorry, I, Zhang Fei, are a rough man, don't keep what I said in my heart."

Guan Yu just narrowed his eyes and glanced at Cheng Yuanzhi slightly, and said nothing.

"The five of us came to kill the evil thieves on the order of His Majesty. We didn't understand the situation here yet when we first came. We hope General Zhang would tell us the specific situation." Zhao Yun took a step forward, clasped his fists and said, his tone was sonorous and powerful, with a strong and swaying like a general.

The famous battles of Zhao Yun and others were all behind Zhang Jiao, so Zhang Jiao was not sure about the strength of Zhao Yun and others, but being trusted by His Majesty clearly had a good strength.

Zhang Jiao's face calmed down and nodded and said, "This is not a place to speak. Please ask a few generals to follow me."

Jing Ke and Nie Zheng clasped their hands and turned around and left.

Inviting Ma Chao and others to enter the room, Zhang Jiao took out the crystal of the shadow for Zhao Yun and others to watch, and then told the story one by one to Zhao Yun and others. Zhang Jiao quietly observed the expressions of these people when he told the story that the enemy was most likely the top power of the true immortal.

But he found that Zhao Yun and others not only did not show fear, but instead felt eager to try.

Cheng Yuanzhi and Deng Mao stood in front of Zhang Fei and Guan Yu at some time. Deng Mao was hesitant. Cheng Yuanzhi, who was standing beside him, took a step forward and said: "I, please avenge my brothers from the Yellow Turban Army. I, Cheng Yuanzhi, was rude just now. As long as I can kill the thief, I, Cheng Yuanzhi, will be dealt with by you!"

"So too, Deng Mao!" Deng Mao said quickly.

Guan Yu raised his head and looked at the two of them without expressing his voice. Zhang Fei was also silent. He seemed to have never expected that although these Yellow Turban thieves were mobs, they also had such people with great affection.

Zhang Fei looked upright, "No need to do this. If you say anything, you will be indifferent. Everyone is Chinese, so why do you do if you say so much about others?" Zhang Fei's eyes showed a trace of fierce light, "You dare to kill me Chinese, Zhang Fei, a Yan native, will never let that guy go!"

After these words, the atmosphere present unknowingly eased a lot.

"Boom!" A loud blast came from outside the house, and there was a violent fluctuation of Yuanli in the distance. Guan Hai suddenly stood up and slapped the wall in front of him and opened the door.

Liao Hua took a look at the left and right walls and his eyes twitched slightly.

Two streams of light quickly flew here, and a very tiny black dot could be seen in the sky further away. Huang Zhong narrowed his eyes and quickly took off the long bow and bent his bow and arrow behind him to complete it in one go.

"Swoosh!"

Platinum arrows dragged a long tail wing across the sky.
Chapter completed!