The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

The leader of the Japanese country still hasn't figured out how Zhao Chen suddenly appeared behind him.

He had clearly seen Zhao Chen being shot in the chest by an arrow from his subordinates. Not only did Zhao Chen not die, he also suddenly appeared behind him.

If he hadn't sent everyone out, how could Zhao Chen have captured him so easily now?

The leader of the Japanese country even wondered if he had been tricked by Zhao Chen.

In fact, Zhao Chen was not hit by the arrows of his men at all. He just pretended to be shot so as to induce him to send all his people out and then come here to plot against him?

But none of this seems to be important anymore.

The Lord of Japan curled up on the ground, and the pain in his stomach made him almost faint.

He knew that everything was over!

"Then...who is that?" The Japanese assassin who had not found Zhao Chen's body finally turned back to look at the location of the Japanese leader. ??

Originally, he wanted to see if there were any other orders from the Lord of Japan.

But he didn't expect to see his master being stepped on.

Hearing the shouts of their companions, other Japanese assassins also looked back.

This sight immediately stunned all the Japanese assassins.

Their lord was actually stepped on.

And the person who stepped on their master seemed to be the Zhao Chen they had been trying to kill.

Wasn't he hit by a crossbow? How could he appear behind him?

"It's His Royal Highness the King of Han!"

"His Royal Highness the King of Han is fine. He even captured the leader of the Japanese assassins."

Qin Sanpao and other Xuanjia Army soldiers also breathed a long sigh of relief at this moment.

As long as Zhao Chen is fine, nothing else matters.

"Brothers, kill them all!" Qin Sanpao was the first to recover and raised his sword to kill the Japanese assassins in front who were still stunned.

"kill!"

"Kill them all!"

\u003e The rest of the Xuanjia Army was also very motivated to fight at this time, and they rushed into the Japanese assassins without any scruples.

How could the Japanese assassins have the heart to resist now?

Although they are more numerous than the Xuanjia Army, the Xuanjia Army is really powerful in combat, and they also wear special armor.

It's simply not something that Japanese assassins like them can cut down.

In addition, now that their master was captured by Zhao Chen, the morale of the army was instantly weakened and they lost any combat effectiveness.

Only some of the Japanese assassins at the rear fought tooth and nail for a while in order to save their lives. As a result, they became the dead souls of the Xuanjia Army within a short time.

The rest of the Japanese assassins fled in all directions, like birds and beasts.

"Miss Wu, you can get off the carriage now."

Wu Xu walked out of the carriage with the long sword that Zhao Chen had stuffed back before. When he saw that Zhao Chen was safe and sound in the distance, he finally smiled relaxedly on his face.

Qin Sanpao and others quickly ran towards Zhao Chen.

The soldiers of Xuanjia Army tied up the Japanese leader together.

"Master, are you okay?" Qin Sanpao was still a little worried about Zhao Chen's health.

After all, he did see Zhao Chen hit that arrow.

Although I don’t know why it’s okay now, I still have to ask more questions.

"It's okay." Zhao Chen waved his hand and looked at the Japanese leader: "This guy is from the Tang Dynasty. Ask him for his details and report to me."

"He is from the Tang Dynasty?" Qin Sanpao was shocked.

…

"Are you okay?" On the carriage, Wu Xu looked at Zhao Chen with concern.

She heard that Zhao Chen had been hit by an arrow, and she was always worried.

"A little injury."

"You're really hurt!" Wu Xu's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly reached out to check Zhao Chen's wound.

But he was stopped by Zhao Chen: "It's okay, it's just a scratch, don't let everyone know."

"You!" Wu Xu watched as Zhao Chen's face turned from rosy to pale in an instant, while blood slowly oozed from the clothes on his left chest.

Qin Sanpao and others were interrogating the Japanese leader, but no one came near.

No one knew about Wu Xu's panic just now.

"There is a hemostatic medicine next to it." Zhao Chen said slowly.

"where?"

"Where is it!" Wu Xu hurriedly lay down in the carriage to look for it.

"In the drawer on the left." Zhao Chen leaned against the carriage.

The arrow just hit him in the chest.

However, the arrow stuck on the sternum and did not pierce the heart. Otherwise, he would have been dead by now, and how could he have caught the Japanese leader.

Not letting Qin Sanpao and others know was also to prevent them from worrying.

Wu Xu's eyes were red. He took out the hemostatic medicine from the drawer on the side and saw that Zhao Chen had taken off his shirt.

There is still a broken arrow about an inch long on the left chest.

"I...what should I do now?" Wu Xu cried slightly and was at a loss.

"Take my dagger, put it on the fire for a while, and then give it to me." Zhao Chen pointed to the dagger thrown aside.

"Oh, okay!" Wu Xu nodded, immediately took out the dagger and put it on the oil lamp to grill.

"Okay...are you okay?" Wu Xu's voice trembled.

"Okay, give me the dagger and turn your face away." Zhao Chen's lips turned white and cold sweat began to form on his forehead.

You must know that it is freezing cold here, how can normal people sweat.

Wu Xu handed over the dagger and turned his head slowly obediently, but suddenly he heard a hissing sound, followed by the smell of burning flesh.

"Clang-"

The dagger and arrowhead fell into the carriage at the same time.

Wu Xu turned around in shock and saw blood pouring out of Zhao Chen's left chest.

The person had already passed out.

"Zhao Chen!"

"Zhao Chen——"

…

When Zhao Chen woke up again, he found that he was already lying in a room.

The warm brazier was placed not far from him.

Qin Sanpao squatted beside the slightly opened door, his face full of self-blame.

Wu Xu lay on the edge of the bed, looking haggard.

"Sanpao——" Zhao Chen shouted, but his voice was hoarse and his throat seemed to be torn.

Qin Sanpao didn't hear Zhao Chen's cry, but he woke Wu Xu up.

Wu Xu opened his eyes and saw Zhao Chen opening his eyes and looking at him, and his heart was suddenly surrounded by great joy.

"Zhao Chen, you finally woke up!" Wu Xu shouted loudly.

"Master, are you awake!?" Qin Sanpao heard the noise and rushed to the bed in two steps, looking at Zhao Chen with surprise and joy.

"Master, you finally woke up, you scared us to death!" Qin Sanpao was full of surprise, and his eyes were a little red.

God knows how the Xuanjia Army survived these days when Zhao Chen was in coma.

If something happened to Zhao Chen under their protection, let alone the emperor would not let them go.

Even they themselves would never be able to forgive themselves.

The soldiers of the Xuanjia Army, who never believed in heaven or ghosts and gods, the first thing they did when they entered the city was to go to the temple in the city to pray for Zhao Chen.

Qin Sanpao even grabbed all the doctors in the city to treat Zhao Chen.

Fortunately, Zhao Chen is awake now.

"I've made you worry." Zhao Chen said in a hoarse voice, and pointed to the tea cup beside him.

"Young Master wants to drink water, I..."

Qin Sanpao was about to pour tea when he found that Wu Xu had already poured it for Zhao Chen.