She had repeatedly opposed him, and he had come to understand that he and she could never be on the same side.

Can only be an enemy, unless one side is defeated by the other.

"Dongfang Wuwu, I am here to persuade you to give up the matter of using the remote country to attack the world, as a god, don't you have a trace of mercy, for your ambition, you pushed so many people into the war and pushed to death, even if you really win, don't you feel regretful?"

Dongfang Wuxian looked at her with a smile: "Painting, what kind of god, use and so on, I don't understand what you're talking about?" But as the imperial uncle of Diyao Country, it is the wish of every royal family to fight for the country, and for the great cause of Diyao Country, even if my hands are stained with blood, I will not regret it. ”

Ji Wu's heart sank, this man was too thoughtful and not fooled at all, it seemed that he doubted his intentions.

It is estimated that no matter how he talks, he will not easily reveal his identity information.

"Since you keep admonishing, then I can only be your enemy."

Ji Wu turned around and left.

"My tent, do you come and leave whenever you want?" Dongfang Wuxian's figure flashed, blocking the door, looking at her with dark eyes, "Since you're here, Hua'er, don't think about leaving tonight." ”

After saying that, reach out and grab her.

Ji Wu blocked his attack with a backhand, took a few steps back and said angrily: "Don't be entangled, I hate men who are not straightforward, or do you still love me?" ”

"Huh...... You're so self-righteous, do you think I arrested you to keep you around? ”

Dongfang Wuxian sneered, and frequently made fierce moves.

"I arrested you because you threatened my strategy, and I won't let you block my way again."

The two fought in the camp tent, and being in the enemy camp was naturally unfavorable to Ji Wu. And without transforming into Jackie Chan, her kung fu is still slightly inferior to Dongfang Wuxian.

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After such a fight, Ji Wu was soon at a disadvantage.

Dongfang Wuxian attacked stronger, grabbed Ji Wu with a few strokes, clasped her hands behind her back, squeezed them tightly, and shouted: "Hand over that flute." ”

Ji Wu felt that her wrist was almost crushed by him, and the gurgling sound showed that he had treated her as an enemy and no longer showed mercy.

She turned her head and snorted, "Not on me." ”

"How could you not put something so important on your body. Hua'er, if you don't cooperate like this, then don't blame me for being unkind to you. ”

Dongfang Wuxian reached out to search her clothes.

Ji Wu was ashamed and angry: "Don't go too far, don't touch me with your dirty hands." ”

Dongfang Wuxian saw the disgusted expression on her face, her self-esteem was hurt harder, and the strength of her hand was even harder, and the other palm fell on her face, stroking her fair face, and her fingers slowly slid towards her collar.

"With this unyielding expression, do you intend to defend him like a jade? Hmph, as a defeated subordinate, can you stop me? Painting, you shouldn't have come, and I shouldn't have let you go, I should have killed you. ”

Fingers gradually clasped her throat, and as soon as the palm of her hand was forced, she would die immediately.

But why hesitate, she is only an enemy now.

He just wanted to keep her.