Chapter 89

"he came."

If Zhang Jiao felt something, a pair of cloudy eyes looked towards a certain direction, and with a smile on his face, he murmured softly.

Sure enough, as his words fell, nearly a hundred elite soldiers in standard black armor, under the cover of the pitch-black night, quietly approached on horses and horses.

Intentionally or not, Bai Qi and a group of black armor soldiers protected Ying Yu, who was wearing a high-level general armor, in the middle.

Of course Ying Yu could see it too, but she didn't say anything.

He already knew in his heart that it was impossible for Zhang Jiao to attack him. There were many reasons, the most important of which was that he was a different person, different from the natives of the world like them.

Aliens, before the world is updated, are immortal existences.

Doing so, apart from annoying himself, would not benefit him at all, or the main force of the Yellow Turban Army in Guangzong City.

"Help me up."

Zhang Jiao's eyes, which were originally extremely cloudy, now glowed faintly, and locked on to Ying Yu without blinking.

The seven or eight-year-old girl who had been standing beside Zhang Jiao, his daughter, Zhang Ning, heard this and quickly helped Zhang Jiao up from the wooden chair.

After standing still, Zhang Jiao nodded slightly, indicating that Zhang Ning did not need to support him.

Zhang Ning hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and carefully let go of the arm supporting Zhang Jiao.

Ying Yu also looked at him.

At this time, Zhang Jiao, with gray hair and dragging his crippled body, was standing under the night sky. A gust of wind blew by, and his whole body was trembling, like an old man whose life was about to come to an end. There is still a little heroic momentum of the great virtuous teacher of the Yellow Turban Army.

"Consort Ying..."

Zhang Jiao stared straight at Ying Yu, and said with a smile.

"I, Zhang Jiao, knew that you would definitely come, Prince Consort Ying."

"Oh?"

Ying Yu also had a smile on her face, smiled slightly, and asked:
"Why are you so sure that I will come? What if I don't come?"

Zhang Jiao smiled and shook his head slightly, instead of continuing the topic, he changed the subject and said:
"Consort Ying, how about we make a deal?"

"What deal?"

"Save my daughter Zhang Ning's life, send soldiers to escort her all the way to Quyang City, and meet my second brother Zhang Bao."

"I, Zhang Jiao, will pass on the essentials of peace to you Concubine Ying, and I can also tell you Concubine Ying all the secrets and future events that I know."

After Zhang Jiao finished speaking, he stopped talking, staring straight at Ying Yu with his eyes, quietly waiting for his answer.

Ying Yu thought for a while, finally nodded and said:

"can."

It's just a weak woman who has no power to restrain a chicken.

Ying Yu didn't bother to kill him.

However, although he can't kill, it doesn't mean that others won't kill either.

You know, the current Guangzong City can almost be said to be an isolated city, a trapped city.

In a radius of thousands of miles, almost all the cities that were captured by the Yellow Turban Army have been recaptured by the officers and soldiers of the Han Dynasty.

Zhang Ning, as the leader of the Yellow Turban Army, the daughter of Zhang Jiao, a great virtuous teacher, and the saint of the Yellow Turban Army, for all the soldiers of the Han Dynasty, if she is captured alive or killed on the spot, she will be famous. Become famous and become famous, and go straight to the sky.

The allure is not small.

"The corner is to thank Prince Consort Ying."

Zhang Jiao first bowed tremblingly to Ying Yu's to express his gratitude, then turned to look at his daughter.

Before Zhang Jiao could say anything, Zhang Ning looked at Zhang Jiao with tears in his eyes, and spoke first, in a choked voice full of firmness:
"Daddy, Ning'er won't leave! Even if she dies, Ning'er still wants to be by Daddy's side..."

"Don't mess around!!"

"Cough cough... cough cough..."

"Daddy!"

"........."

After arranging for ten soldiers of the Black Armored Army to carry the tokens of their Habayashi Army Zhonglang Generals, escort Zhang Ning and his party along the way to Quyang, and join the Yellow Turban Army's General Digong, Zhang Jiao's second brother, Zhang Bao.

Zhang Jiao just stood there silently, looking at the figures of Zhang Ning and the group that were drifting away, his eyes were full of kindness and tenderness...

This farewell is eternity.

In this life, his father and daughter will never see each other again...

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(End of this chapter)

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