Zhao Wu shook his head and said, "Wu, you don't have that great ambition, I just hope that the king can treat the people of Zhao well, and the affairs of Zhao will be stopped by Wu!"

"Okay!" Ying Zheng waved his hand and threw the sword out and inserted it on the floor in front of Zhao Wu.

Zhao Wu picked up the long sword, looked at Wuchenzi, and then at Ying Zheng.

"You only have a chance to have a sword!" Wu Chenzi looked at Zhao Wu and said.

Zhao Wu nodded and instantly shot towards Ying Zheng who was facing his back.

"Aren't you worried about my safety?" Although Ying Zheng turned his back to Zhao Wu, he still sent a message to Wu Chenzi and Yan Lu who had no stopping.

"He came here with all his heart to die and would not kill the king. Don't worry, the king! Even if he is really stabbed, the life scroll of the Taoist scripture can save the king, which will hurt a little!" Wu Chenzi said with a smile.

Ying Zheng was speechless. It would hurt a little if he really wanted to stab him? Well, even the Sacred Sacred Sacred dared to cut off his head, and he really couldn't die.

However, Zhao Wu did not stab the sword in the end, but just used the hilt of the sword to hold Ying Zheng's back.

"From today, no one will dare to assassinate the king again. Please treat the people of Zhao well!" Zhao Wu said, turning around and falling into the hall.

"You lost, you'll get ten gold!" Wu Chenzi said to Yan Lu with a smile.

Yan Lu reluctantly took out ten gold to Wu Chenzi and said depressedly: "Is it easy for me to save some money?"

"It's easier for me?" Wu Chenzi said speechlessly.

"You..." Ying Zheng looked at the two of them speechlessly. I was so dangerous. You were actually betting on private money!

"King, will you kill me?" Zhang Han looked at Ying Zheng and asked.

Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Wu, who was determined to leave the Qin King Hall, and then looked at Wu Chenzi and Li Mu. If these two people spoke, they could save Zhao Wu's life.

"Please benevolence and benevolence!" Wu Chenzi sighed. If Zhao Wu had not drawn the sword, he could save him, but if Zhao Wu draws the sword, it means that Zhao Wu was begging for death.

He warned the assassins all over the world with his own death that the King of Qin could not kill him. He could not even go to the palace for ten steps, but he could not kill the King of Qin, so no one else had to think about it.

Li Mu didn't say anything. After Zhao Wu drew his sword, no one could save him.

"Kill!" Ying Zheng finally waved his hand to order.

The Yulin Guard Shooting Camp was dispatched and watched Zhao Wu walk to the closed palace gate.

"Shoot the arrow!" Chen Ping looked at the soldiers of the shooting camp and ordered.

"Entertainment Father, I succeeded and failed!" Zhao Wu looked at the sound shooting camp with a smile and whispered.

What is for the sake of the people of Zhao State and for the sake of the whole world? What really makes him come to the Qin Palace again is just to fulfill Zhao Bao's last order and Le Cheng's last wish.

"Swoosh swosh swosh swosh~" Ten thousand arrows were fired at once, and dense rain of arrows covered Zhao Wu.

"I have said that there will be no less rewards. I will be named Wuming as my heroic marquis of the Great Qin!" Ying Zheng said in a hindrance.

"No!" Chen Ping nodded and replied.

The reward was the head of the pavilion in Langmeng County of the Great Qin Dynasty, Wuming, who was the heroic marquis of the Great Qin Dynasty, rather than Zhao Wu of the Zhao State.

"Get a grand funeral!" Ying Zheng said again.

"No!" All officials nodded, not fools. They knew that Zhao Wu was determined to die and used his life to exchange for the assassins in the world, and did not dare to enter the Qin Palace again.

Therefore, although Zhao Wu was dead, there was still a grand funeral held by Qin State for him. Unfortunately, Zhao Bao's lineage has never had any descendants since then.

"From now on, no one dares to come to Qin Palace to assassinate again!" Wu Chenzi sighed.

"Is this your original plan?" Li Mu asked at Wu Chenzi.

Wu Chenzi shook his head and said, "I planned this at first, but I thought he would give up and choose a place where no one is there. From then on, I have forgotten this person, but I didn't expect him to come anyway!"

"He is Yang Quanjun's adopted son, and his personality is exactly the same as Yang Quanjun. After all, it is because of my request that all this cause!" Li Mu sighed.
Chapter completed!