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Chapter 359(2/2)

"Okay, take his head and let's go to the Central Army!"

His cheap dad is still over there.

Without some merit, he really didn't dare to go, and it was foreseeable that all the Qin troops would be denounced.

The emperor was assassinated, and none of his bodyguards could escape.

It depends on the severity of the punishment.

He has the head of Zhao Xie, a remnant of the Zhao Kingdom, as his credit, so his end should be better.

When he is finished here, he will take his father back to Liaodong!

Because he always felt that something was not right about this situation.

Soon, Zhao Lang arrived at the Chinese army where Meng Yi was.

"I've seen Meng Shangqing!"

After Zhao Lang saluted, he quickly explained what happened last night.

"The general has intercepted and killed a rebel who called himself King Zhao Xie. There are still many prisoners. Please check!"

"King Zhao, rest!?"

Meng Yi looked at the head presented by Zhao Lang and felt a little moved in his heart. If he was really the royal queen of the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, this would indeed be a great achievement!

"Well, I will verify it. If it is true, you will have done a great job!"

Zhao Lang saluted and thanked Meng Yi again, and then said with a bit of embarrassment,

"Meng Shangqing, last night my father..."

To be honest, Zhao Lang knew that this was not a good time. The emperor had just been assassinated. He didn't care about the emperor, but he only cared about his father.

Somewhat inappropriate.

Meng Yi's expression remained unchanged and he said,

"Your father did come to see Mr. Benshang last night, but we didn't meet. He was placed in a military tent."

"I'll have someone take you there."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang was overjoyed and said,

"Thank you very much, Lord Meng."

It's already great if the other party can arrange a position for you, so don't worry about those little details at this time.

Soon, someone led Zhao Lang towards an inconspicuous military tent.

Meng Yi looked at the wooden box containing the human head in his hand and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Young Master Lang is really kind."

But he didn't delay, His Majesty told him.

Let him listen secretly.

Don't know why.
Chapter completed!
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