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But what was even more annoying was that He Jingshuo disappeared, and they separated again.

Fear and worry slowly entangled my heart like a spider's thread. I don't know how many scenery I have experienced, and Wei Junxing has no intention of admiring it. He just wants to find He Jingshuo quickly.

However, the scenery in front of him kept changing, like flipping through a landscape calendar. He had no idea how many pages there were and how long it would take to flip through.

Wei Junxing looked at his feet extremely nervously, and the pores all over his body exploded.

He wasn't afraid of heights, but looking at the ever-changing scenery and imagining what would happen next, he felt uncertain.

Especially the disappearance of He Jingshuo caused a general fear in his heart, and every organ in his body began to sound the siren.

He was paying attention to his surroundings with high concentration, and in the constant rotation of the scenery, there was a sudden burst of flower fragrance.

Wei Junxing's eyes flashed, and a pair of white leather shoes appeared in front of him. He was overjoyed, did He Jingshuo finally come back?

He looked up and saw a blue and white casual sweatshirt. He couldn't help but feel ecstatic in his heart. His eyes moved up, but another face appeared in front of him.

Wei Linggong?To be precise, it should be Zhang Heguang.

Because in Wei Junxing's impression, only the one wearing black armor and riding a big bay red horse is called Wei Linggong.

And the person wearing modern clothes and showing the face of the dean who knows everything is Zhang Heguang.

The person opposite smiled at Wei Junxing, and also sat on the floor,

"Aren't you disappointed to see it's me?"

He looked relaxed with his hands behind his back.

He sat very close to Wei Junxing, almost in a posture of talking with each other.

Wei Junxing's heart skipped a beat, he had hit the mark, and the last person he wanted to see at this time was Zhang Heguang. ,

Zhang Heguang sat cross-legged with his upper body straight, his donkey face was a little rosy due to over-excitement, and he stared straight at Wei Junxing, as if he had a thousand words to say.

Wei Junxing didn't understand the current situation at all,

"Should I call you Zhang Heguang, Wei Linggong, or Zhang Tianshi?"

He clenched the gun in his hand tightly, because he was too nervous, he couldn't feel the discomfort in his stomach, and his whole body was on alert.

Zhang Heguang didn't talk to each other, but turned sideways, revealing his two hands behind his back.

Wei Junxing saw that his hands behind his back were tightly entangled with rattan. No wonder he felt that Wei Linggong appeared a little strange. It turned out that the rattan was missing from his arm.

Then what did he mean by tying his hands with rattan?

Wei Junxing frowned, full of doubts, "What tricks are you playing?"

He moved back, wanting to be far away from Zhang and Guang, but he was not sure about the environment he was in. Whether such a move could move out of the boundary of the Ferris wheel, he could only make a symbolic move cautiously to show own position.

Zhang Heguang sat upright,

"Wei Junxing, with my hands tied like this, I won't pose a threat to you. You shouldn't have to worry about it. I just wanted to talk to you."

Wei Junxing couldn't tell what was wrong with Zhang Heguang, but he felt that he was very strange at this time. Except for his superior expression, which had never changed, everything seemed abnormal.

The bound hands, burning eyes, and even the tone of speech are not what they used to be.

Wei Junxing raised his eyebrows, he had no choice but to signal him to continue, let's talk, anyway he has to talk if he doesn't want to.

"Do you know what kind of person the Crown Prince Shen was?"

Wei Junxing shook his head.

Zhang Heguang's face flashed Xiang Wang's expression, as if someone was willing to listen to the emotions accumulated for thousands of years, and he seemed extremely excited.

"He was exceptionally handsome, admired by thousands of people, and decisive in killing on the battlefield. He could have become a generation of heroes, but he was framed by Sun Bin. Do you know why he died?"

Wei Junxing shook his head, he really didn't know, he also went to the historical database to check, there are only a few records in history, only that Wei Crown Prince Shen died in the Battle of Maling.

Zhang Heguang saw that Wei Junxing's reaction was flat, and the grief and indignation on his face became stronger, he gritted his teeth and said,

"It's all because of Fan Sui's slander. Your Highness treats him like a guest, but he betrayed his promise and put the crown prince in a dangerous situation. It's only because the general was late and failed to kill Fan Sui. Since then, he has caused future troubles, and even the kingdom of Wei fell to Qin. ..."

Speaking of excitement, he stood up abruptly, his eyes dazed, the blue and white casual clothes on his body were constantly rendered in ink, and a cloud of black mist gradually formed around him,

"His Royal Highness, forgive me for being incompetent, I can only watch you die under Fan Sui's sword in the blink of an eye, I apologize to you, to..."

For some unknown reason, Wei Junxing's mind suddenly flipped through countless pictures, like a grand scroll unfolding in front of his eyes, and the battles of gold and iron horses entered his mind unexpectedly.

He saw Prince Shen in gold armor, Wei Linggong in black armor, and Fan Sui in silver armor. These people passed through his mind like a shadow play.

Wei Junxing's pupils dilated and stared straight at Prince Shen in golden armor. His face, the corners of his lips tightened, and his eyebrows as thick as ink were exactly like his own.

Could it be that he is Prince Wei Shen?

Zhang Heguang knelt down in front of him with a plop, his head bowed, and black energy surged all over his body. If his hands were not bound, he might have held the long knife that killed He Jingshuo in his hands.

"Subordinate, please... plead guilty to those souls who died because of me."

Wei Junxing lowered his head and saw a mass of red overflowing from his body, the red gradually intertwined and turned into a gauze, and he saw himself in a trance.

With a high crown and hair, standing in a majestic palace wearing a red veil, reaching out to support the kneeling worshiper, with a smile on his face and a clear voice,

"General Wei please hurry up."

The kneeling man raised his face, his eyes were yearning and full of affection.

Wei Junxing was startled, like waking up from a dream, it must be Wei Linggong who cast some spell on him, how could he be that person?

He took a step back in fright, his palms were sweating, and he barely withdrew the hand that was going to help Wei Linggong get up.

Wei Junxing was shocked for the first time, and then looked at his feet. This step was a big step, but he didn't fall, he still stood in the air, looking down at the countless scenery passing by slowly.

Zhang Heguang, who was kneeling on the ground, had already put on a black armor.

Wei Junxing coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and recovered his original voice.

"Zhang Heguang, don't be obsessed with it. Crown Prince Shen has been dead for 2000 years. It's useless for you to confess to anyone here. You won't be forgiven by him."

The kneeling man suddenly raised his head, his pupils were already black, his face was agitated, he took a step on his knees, and came to Wei Junxing,

"No, you are. You are. I have seen Prince Shen reborn since you were born.

You were born here, you grew up here, you are here to pick me up, His Royal Highness, please take me out of here, please..."