"Jiangling?" Zhao Jin thought for a while, and he was a personal guard of the original owner. He was about the same age as Zhao Jin, but had extraordinary talents. It was said that he was already a two-star war leader at the age of fourteen. Because he failed to protect the owner last night,
He voluntarily apologized to the old man. The old man wanted him to follow the original master since he was a child, so he did not punish him deliberately. He only let Jiang Ling receive the Ten Army Staff.
Although there are only ten military sticks, it is still too much for a young man. The military sticks of the Tianqin Empire are not ordinary military sticks. They are made of iron wood as thick as an adult's arm, and there is a row of torture ends.
A row of sharp and short spikes would not be pleasant to hit a person. I heard that twenty military sticks can beat an adult alive, let alone a child of only fourteen.
"I won't embarrass him, I promise." Zhao Jin found that things in this world are getting more and more interesting. For example, Jiang Ling is a good person. Zhao Jin wants to see a person who can endure the sticks of the Ten Army
What kind of person is the child? After saying that, Zhao Jin left with Xia Lu and Dong Xue.
"Have you noticed that my brother seems different today?" Zhao Qian looked at Zhao Jin's leaving figure and asked Zhao Dan.
"Well, I also discovered it. Did the young master really get better after a fall? He actually promised not to embarrass Jiang Ling just now. I wonder if I heard wrong." Zhao Dan was also confused today.
"I hope, as you said, my brother will grow up." Zhao Qian sighed.
Fortunately, Zhao Jin was far away, otherwise he would have fainted when he heard these words. He is a killer and let a girl comment on how grown up he is, so he might as well find a tofu to bump into.
Zhao Jin returned to his courtyard. At this time, he saw a young man standing under the tree. He was wearing a blue shirt and blue trousers. He was standing in the shade of the tree and could not see his face clearly.
"Jiang Ling?" Zhao Jin asked without moving. He saw the young man walking out of the shadows and revealing his appearance. When Zhao Jin saw Jiang Ling's appearance, he raised his eyebrows unconsciously. This guy looks too evil.
See the straight eyebrows, the straight bridge of the nose, and the thin lips. Especially those terrible peach blossom eyes, a pair of dazzling eyes looking directly at Zhao Jin. Oh my god, they look like a boy and a girl, if Zhao Jin hadn't seen his throat
The raised Adam's apple could almost be mistaken for a woman.
Jiang Ling walked directly to Zhao Jin, knelt down and said: "Guard Jiang Ling and apologize to the young master. My subordinates failed to protect me last night and the young master was injured. Please punish the young master." After saying that, he buried his head deeply and exposed it.
The scar on the back of the neck was still stained with blood.
Zhao Jin did not speak, but put his hands on his knees and bent down, keeping the height of Jiangling, and asked: "What should I punish you for? Didn't you receive the Ten Army's stick? Go down and recuperate." After saying that, he raised his head.
He turned to Xia Lu and said to Xia Lu: "Give Jiang Ling those medicines later." Then he walked towards the house.
Jiang Ling, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled slightly when he heard Zhao Jin's words. He quickly raised his head and turned to Zhao Jin and said, "Master, I have something important to report to the master. Please allow me to report it."
"What's the matter? Tell me." Zhao Jin stopped and did not look back.
"This matter is confidential, please allow me to report it alone."
Zhao Jin thought for a moment, turned around and said to Xia Lu: "You guys go down first. I'll call Jiang Ling to call you when something happens." Then he turned his head and said to Jiang Ling: "Come in with me." After saying that, he took the lead in entering the house.
Jiang Ling got up quickly, saw Xia Lu and Dong Xue leaving, and then entered the house. As soon as Jiang Ling entered the house, he saw Zhao Jin peeling an apple with a knife. Jiang Ling pulled out the long sword he was wearing and came behind Zhao Jin.
, put the sword on Zhao Jin's neck and asked: "Who are you?"
Zhao Jin didn't seem to feel anything. He still peeled the fruit and said with a smile: "Jiang Ling, you are very courageous. You dare to hurt the Lord with a sword. Aren't you afraid of the revenge of our Zhao family?"
"You are not him." Jiang Ling did not take back the long sword, "Other people don't know about the young master, but I know it very well. I have been with the young master day and night for nearly ten years. A real young master will not be as calm as you are now. He will be very angry."
Jumped up, pointed at my nose and yelled that I was a waste."
Does this person have a masochistic tendency, and he still feels comfortable being beaten and scolded? Zhao Jin did not stop the movements of his hands and did not say a word.
"I felt something was wrong in the courtyard just now. You actually asked all the blacksmiths to go back, because there will be a weapons competition in five days, and the young master is urging the craftsmen to make weapons. And when I asked for punishment just now, you didn't respond at all.
It's not something that a real young master can do. You must know that young masters are most afraid of seeing blood."
Well, it turns out that the original owner was a bloodthirsty owner. No wonder Jiang Ling saw the flaw. Why did the original owner's memory not mention this? What a mistake. Zhao Jin had to stop his movements, tilted his head and asked: "Even if
I am not the original young master, what can you do to me?"
Jiang Ling stopped saying this and was stunned. What do you mean by not being the original young master? Could it be that the young master in front of him was really replaced by someone else, but even if he was disguised by someone else, it would be impossible for him to be so similar. At this moment, Jiang Ling's eyes were flying.
When something came, Jiang Ling quickly activated his fighting spirit, and the fighting spirit jade on his right arm showed two stars. He swung his sword and slashed, only to find that the thing that attacked him was actually a fruit peel.
At this time, Zhao Jin had arrived behind Jiang Ling, and a knife had been pressed against Jiang Ling's vest. Zhao Jin smiled and said: "Boy, remember, when taking a hostage, you must first control the hostage." Zhao Jin did not.
I thought that a person with a majestic battle lord level would have such poor actual combat experience.
Jiang Ling was surprised at this time. The man in front of him actually had no fighting spirit and controlled himself easily. It wasn't that Jiang Ling didn't want to fight back, but that he had no chance to fight back. Jiang Ling believed that as long as he activated his fighting spirit, then
The knife in his vest will pierce his heart without hesitation.
"What do you want?" Jiang Ling asked.
"I should ask you this, what do you want? Capture me, and then tell the old man that I am not the young master? Tell you, it is useless. I am Zhao Jin, and Zhao Jin is me." Zhao Jin has this
Confidence, he just took over the body of the original owner, and who has ever heard of someone capturing the soul to hold him accountable? Besides, the original owner has ascended to heaven, and they have no place to look for it if they want to get it back.
Jiang Ling heard Zhao Jin's confidence, thought about it, and felt that what Zhao Jin said made sense. If he corrected him without any evidence, he might be accused of being guilty. Jiang Ling asked: "Young Master
How is it now?"
"Dead." Zhao Jin replied calmly. Zhao Jin had no need to hide it, nor did he need to hide it.