Cheng Jushu's simple brain structure made it difficult for him to deal with such a strange thing for a while, and he was stunned on the spot.

Teng Zijing, who had closed his eyes and waited for death, did not wait for the heartbreaking pain he imagined. After a slight hesitation, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Qin...Commander?"

Fan Xian's eyes were filled with tears, his throat was torn from the fierce roar just now, and coupled with the internal injuries he had just suffered, he vomited several mouthfuls of blood. However, at this moment, Fan Xian was laughing loudly.

The moment he saw Qin Hao appear, he knew that he and Teng Zijing were saved.

"Hehe, Lord Commander, we found this giant tree."

The Bingma Division team, which had been hiding far away just now, immediately came over after seeing Qin Hao's arrival.

"Well done, I will reward you based on your merits after returning to camp."

Qin Hao was not stingy with his praise.

At this point, Cheng Jushu's brain circuit finally turned around, and he subconsciously grabbed the disruptor who suddenly appeared.

However, the next second, Cheng Jushu found that his invincible strength seemed to have suddenly failed. The other party just lightly grabbed his wrist, and he felt that he could not use any strength at all, and the energy in his body seemed to be

Sealed by something.

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Jushu felt a lightness under his feet, and his whole body was lifted into the air by the opponent, and then there was another feeling of weightlessness like a free fall.

"Bang bang"

The entire ground was shaking, with bodies constantly hitting the ground with muffled sounds, masonry shattering, and puffs of smoke.

Cheng Jushu was beaten to pieces and was no longer as fierce as before. There was only confusion and confusion in his eyes. His brain could not analyze such a complicated situation under such a violent impact. Where did his strength go?

Who is the guy who threw himself like a toy?

"boom."

In a pothole that was nearly 30 centimeters deep, Cheng Jushu had completely lost his ability to resist. He suffered multiple fractures on his body, and his true energy was also shaken away by repeated blows. It would take less than ten days and a half to recover.

, no need to expect at all.

However, with his thick-skinned physique, if it had been any other eighth-level warrior, he would have died on the spot.

"Tie him up, take him back to the Military and Horse Division, lock him in a small dark room, and don't let anyone touch him."

"As commanded."

Several members of the Bingma Division happily tied Cheng Jushu into a rice dumpling and carried him away.

At this moment, Teng Zijing had also helped Fan Xian up. The two of them looked at each other and smiled. It felt so good to survive the disaster.

"Old Qin, how did you find this place?" Fan Xian was grateful, but couldn't help but ask curiously.

Qin Hao did not directly tell Fan Xian that Princess Fan was behind the scenes. He only said that there were spies in the Bingma Division. Under torture, he learned that Cheng Jushu, an eighth-grade master of the Northern Qi Dynasty, had secretly come to Beijing, so he sent people to search for it. A small team happened to find it.

Following the traces of Cheng Jushu, he lit the signal fireworks and followed the traces of the fireworks to get here.

"Thank you for your kindness, Old Qin. If you can use me in the future, just ask..." Fan Xian originally wanted to cup his fists and cup his hands, but when he raised his arms, he grimaced in pain.

"Okay, you'd better go back and find a doctor as soon as possible to heal your wounds, otherwise it won't be worthwhile to lose this half-life after recovering it." Qin Hao joked.

Teng Zijing supported Fan Xian and was about to leave, but Fan Xian suddenly stopped and turned to Qin Hao and said seriously: "Old Qin, there are not many people I can trust after entering Beijing. You are one of them. Can you help me?"

Check, who wants to kill me?"
Chapter completed!