The patrol team looked at each other and nodded, "For your sake, you can help me, please come with us."

Zhang Qing was secretly happy and followed the patrol team to the coach camp.

The personal soldiers guarding the commander camp saw the patrol team coming and blocked their way.

"This is the camp of the coach, not your patrol, you can patrol somewhere else."

The patrol captain stepped forward and bowed to his personal soldiers: "Brothers, my brother from the East Military Camp, when escorting General Cao back, the token on his waist was left in General Cao's commander's commander's commander's commander's commander's commander's commander. Without the token, he could not return to the commander's commander now. I hope that all brothers can make it convenient and let me go in quietly and find his token. Of course, I will not let my brothers help in vain. I will thank you very much after this matter."

The personal soldiers guarding the coach camp looked at each other and their positions were not fixed. Occasionally the personal soldiers guarding the coach camp became patrol teams, and occasionally the patrol team became the personal soldiers guarding the coach camp.

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They looked at Zhang Qing carefully again, with the appearance of a tender skin and a weak scholar, and their guard suddenly disappeared.

"Okay, just this time, hurry up and find out your lost token. Remember not to wake General Cao up, otherwise you will be in trouble."

Zhang Qing nodded repeatedly and walked into the coach camp.

As soon as you enter, you can clearly hear the sound of Cao Zheng snoring.

Zhang Qing leaned over along the sound and saw Cao Zheng lying motionlessly, lying wherever he had closed his eyes.

He quietly went over and came to the hanger where Cao Zheng hung his clothes, searching for his clothes, looking for the antidote.

But after rumbling over and over, there was nothing in the clothes.

Zhang Qing frowned slightly, and suddenly saw a bamboo tube leaning against Cao Zheng’s bed.

He recognized that it was Cao Zheng's instrument for centipedes.

He leaned over and reached out to get it when a sound suddenly sounded: "Continue to drink!"

Zhang Qing was shocked and hurriedly fell down, not daring to move.

After a while, the coach calmed down again, and then Zhang Qing dared to get up. When he saw that it was Cao Zheng talking in his sleep.

He breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the bamboo tube, opened it, and there was a rolled flag inside.

He was curious. When his hand touched the flag, he suddenly felt a pain and threw away the tube.

The bamboo tube hit the ground and made a loud noise, awakening Cao Zheng.

Seeing this, Zhang Qing wanted to escape, but suddenly his eyes turned dark and he fainted.

When he woke up, he found himself tied to a chair. Cao Zheng sat opposite him and stared at him coldly.

"Tell me, wasn't you sent by Wu Tian?"

Zhang Qing glared at Cao Zheng and remained silent.

"If you don't say it, do you think that if you don't say it, I will not know who you are?" Cao Zheng sneered, "Come on, invite the Blood Knife Ancestor."

The soldier went to invite him, and soon the Blood Knife Ancestor hurried into the camp and bowed to Cao Zheng: "General Cao asked me to come late at night, don't you know what's wrong?"

Cao Zheng pointed at Zhang Qing: "Old ancestor, look, is this kid from Wu Tian?"

The Blood Knife Ancestor stepped forward and recognized Zhang Qing, and said in surprise: "It turns out that it is your kid. It's really a waste of time to search for it without any effort. General Cao, this kid is Zhang Qing, and after Li Kui, he was once the pioneer of Wu Tian."

Cao Zheng was overjoyed.
Chapter completed!